Chapter 285

Qiao Aiyun is flustered. She is afraid of repeating the same mistake. She even has no courage to ask him.

Thinking of him going out early and coming back late for several days in succession, his heart was in a mess, and his brain was dizzy. It seemed that he had been hit hard with a hammer, and the pain was so loud that he couldn't think.

She went up to the second floor like a walking corpse and nearly knocked over a vase on the side of the corridor.

Her contact with Yan Wangchuan during this period is intertwined with the unbearable past of song Jingren, which alternates in her mind and makes her feel confused.

Before I got to the door of the room, I was grabbed by the people running from behind.

"Ai Yun!" Yan Wangchuan looked at her, and her hesitation was no less than her.

Qiao Aiyun looked at him deeply, wriggled her arm and couldn't get away.

"You're not happy." Yan Wangchuan said yes, he was always dull in emotion, "because of the smell on the clothes?"

Qiao Aiyun is dumb.

He knew all about it, and he asked her? How could this man be so direct at such a time.

She gritted her teeth, or asked, "what have you been doing these days, come back so late?"

Well, let's just put it out.

Be dead or alive, be happy.

Yan Wangchuan looked indifferent and didn't speak.

"You say that the company has something to do, even if there is social intercourse, it's not your turn, is it?" After all, after living under the same roof for such a long time, Yan Wangchuan was stupid, unsociable and seldom took part in dinner.

Whenever there is a social intercourse, his assistant arranges others to go. It's really not his turn.

"Well." Yan Wangchuan nodded.

"Then what are you doing?"

He didn't speak again, which made Qiao Aiyun tremble.

"Are you with other women? If... "Qiao Aiyun's voice trembled," we don't have a license, and I can't get in your way. If you want to move out, you can leave at any time. "

Yan Wangchuan's pupils shrink. "You don't want me?"

His voice was low and he looked like a wounded beast.

Joe Aiyun hates to give him a slap.

Do you have "intimate contact" with other women and say she doesn't want him? It's shameless.

"You let me go." Qiao Aiyun is angry, struggling to shake off his hand.

Yan Wangchuan refused, so they quarreled in the corridor.

……

Song Fengwan is reading a book. When he hears the news from outside, he opens the door and goes out. The two people outside immediately stop

"You..." song Fengwan's heart clapped.

"Late, late, we're OK, you go to bed." Qiao Aiyun reached out and pinned her slightly messy hair behind her ears, trying to hide her embarrassment.

Song Fengwan doesn't believe that nothing happened between them. If there is a dispute, his mother can't beat Yan Wangchuan.

"Hurry back, and I'll go back to my room to sleep." Qiao Aiyun reaches for her to return to her room.

Song Fengwan Yu Guang saw her wrist red, "Mom, don't you need my help?"

help?

Qiao Aiyun is stunned, help her fight Yan Wangchuan?

"No, you go to bed quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow, don't forget to drink the milk..." Qiao Aiyun told.

Song Fengwan had to close the door.

Qiao Aiyun turned to Yan Wangchuan and said, "let's talk about it tomorrow. It's very late. Don't disturb the children's rest."

When she finished, she was ready to go back to her room. Without taking two steps, she suddenly stretched out her hands from below and hugged her legs directly. She didn't respond. As soon as she was hit by something in her abdomen, she was empty and carried up.

"Ah - Yan Wangchuan, you're crazy. Let me go!"

At her age, where had she been so stimulated, she hung up in the air, her head down, and her face turned white.

Song Fengwan stood at the door, heard the news, and immediately opened the door

When she saw Yan Wangchuan carrying his mother into the house and kicking the door, her heart jumped.

Are these two just flirting? At an age, it's really frustrating.

Song Fengwan sighs, closes the door directly, puts on the earphone, prepares to listen to two English listening, then goes to bed.

**

On the other side

Qiao Aiyun had never been treated like this before. Her face turned pale and she kept patting him on the back, "Yan Wangchuan, you crazy man! If you do this again, get out of here. Yan Wangchuan -- "

"Keep yelling and call the night." Yan Wangchuan said in a dull voice.

Qiao Aiyun was silent for a moment.

This son of a bitch is threatening her.

It was quiet just now, but it would threaten her.

From the corridor to the room is only a short distance away, Qiao Aiyun has not been back to the taste, the whole person has been thrown on the bed, someone's action is very fast, cruel and fierce, she gasped, brain empty.

He felt sick from the stomach and subconsciously stretched out his foot to kick him.

At the moment, I don't care about his image, so I want to beat him hard. I put my foot on his thigh. Someone's body is like a wall of iron, standing still, and then the whole body is pressed up.

"What are you doing? Get out of here." Joe Aiyun is angry.

With a taste of other women, you want to touch yourself?

"Don't be angry." Yan Wangchuan bows his head and kisses her face. He doesn't know how to comfort others. He can only do so.

"Get out of the way first." Qiao Aiyun is so angry that she doesn't explain anything. She will kiss her when she comes up. What's the matter.

"No way." Someone is tough.

"Yan Wangchuan, if you do this again, you will move out tomorrow." Qiao Aiyun struggles fruitlessly, can only so warn.

Yan Wangchuan stopped and hung on top of her body, staring at her, "you don't want me?"

Qiao Aiyun can't laugh or cry, "then you tell me what you've been doing these days, and there's someone else's fragrance on your body."

Yan Wangchuan frowned, "too close to her, may rub."

Qiao Aiyun's anger goes up and reaches out to hit him. Someone doesn't hide. When her finger touches his face, she tightens her finger and doesn't do it.

"Forget it, you go."

Yan Wangchuan knew she was angry no matter how slow she was. He got up and stood up. Qiao Aiyun also got up and arranged her clothes. "I'll tell you something tomorrow. I'm very tired."

Yan Wangchuan looked down at his watch.

"Come on, I'm really going to sleep." Qiao Aiyun reached out and pushed him out.

When he got to the door, the pointer on his watch jumped 12 o'clock. Yan Wangchuan suddenly turned around and held her hand.

"What do you want?" Qiao Aiyun frowned.

Yan Wangchuan felt out a velvet bag from her pocket and a diamond ring from inside. She didn't respond to the emerald cut shape, eight claw design and thin platinum base. The ring had fallen on the ring finger of her right hand

The diamond is very big and finely cut, reflecting a bright luster under the light.

"You are..." Qiao Aiyun was confused.

"Valentine's Day gift." Yan Wangchuan gently rubbed her hand with his finger, "the size is just right."

Qiao Aiyun noticed that he had a lot of broken skin on his finger pulp. When he opened his finger tips, some of them were red and swollen, even covered with small broken mouths. "What are you doing these days?"

"In the past, my master thought I was stupid. If I couldn't learn how to carve well, I learned how to distinguish jade from stone. I was really stupid."

"You cut it yourself?" Qiao Aiyun looked down at the diamond ring, the shape

It's kind of weird.

"Not good? I'll do better for you next time. " Yan Wangchuan looked at her, "I asked the professional master of the company for advice. The taste should be his assistant. He found a very young girl as an assistant and helped me with my clothes."

"Well." Qiao Aiyun nodded.

"Can I not go tomorrow?"

Qiao Aiyun bit his lip and looked at him, "since I didn't do anything, I just asked you why I didn't say it earlier."

"Before Valentine's day, it doesn't taste like that." Yan Wangchuan is stubborn in some ways.

"I love rings." Qiao Aiyun's mood is like a roller coaster, with ups and downs. She can't tell what it's like. Her eyes are slightly red, and suddenly she feels too excited just now.

Yan Wangchuan squints. She likes it

Every Valentine's day, Qiao Aiyun will receive a diamond ring designed and cut by himself, which is of different sizes and never falls.

Qiao Aiyun looked at the ring, looked up at him with a smile, tiptoed and pecked at him, "thank you."

Thank you for all these years.

You still like me

Qiao Aiyun's eyes are red. Yan Wangchuan's eyes are tight. He holds her up and kisses her against the wall.

Frightened by him, Qiao Aiyun gasped and asked, "what's the matter?"

Yan Wangchuan doesn't speak. He kisses her all the way from her neck to the corner of her mouth, holding her lips in his mouth. He's aggressive. Qiao Aiyun's body instinctively dodges, but he holds her head down and greets her with a more warm kiss.

Until she can't breathe, she leans on him like a close escape.

"You give me a break."

Her mouth was red and swollen by him, ruddy and glistening. He breathed heavily, his throat was slipping, and his eyes were more eager and dangerous.

His whole body was close to her, and his body was burning hot, as if on fire. The steaming heat came on his face, and she blushed with shame.

"Want me?" Last time, the night before he returned to Nanjiang, there was nothing like that for more than ten days.

"Is that ok?" Yan Wangchuan's voice was heavy, his heart was beating violently, and he tried his best to endure the longing in his heart.

Qiao Aiyun hesitated for a moment and put her hand around his neck

Yan Wangchuan's mouth was pursed, his breath was quick and urgent, and the soft jade was warm. He felt warmer.

"May I?"

Qiao Aiyun is angry. This person is really a wood. Is she not obvious enough?

"Yes." She answered with a stiff head.

Then someone began to tear her clothes, with great strength and quick action. Without waiting for her to recover, he pressed her on the wall and took off her clothes

"Yan Wangchuan, go to bed."

This old man, should not want to be at the door

Yan Wangchuan holding her, a whirl, two people have rolled on the bed.

……

Considering that song Fengwan is still here, Qiao Aiyun tries to bear it and let him do his best to be a little bit smaller. Someone's stupor is not light, which makes her dead and alive. Later, it's up to him.

There's no fighting power.

It seems that he wants to vent all his energy these days, which makes her feel weak.

"Almost." If you go on like this, don't think about it tomorrow.

"Ten days." Yan Wangchuan gritted his teeth.

Qiao Aiyun is very angry. This man really can't be hungry for too long

Especially Yan Wangchuan, an old man.

It's like a wolf.

**

Warm for two hours, Qiao Aiyun mobile phone alarm clock rang, she difficult to get up, hand rub waist.

Yan Wangchuan opened his eyes to her and asked in silence.

"I'm going to get up and cook for Wan Wan and send her to school."

She got up, Yan Wangchuan also got up, Qiao Aiyun this just took out a suit from the wardrobe, "give you."

Yan Wangchuan looked at the clothes, his face was still, and his heart was in full bloom.

When song Fengwan came downstairs, Qiao Aiyun had already made breakfast for her. Yan Wangchuan was sitting by the window, looking at several pots of orchids. It seemed that there was no problem between them.

After dinner, Yan Wangchuan put on his coat, picked up the car key and said, "I'll see you off today."

"Well." Song Fengwan nodded.

"Drive safely." Qiao Aiyun took them to the door.

Yan Wangchuan suddenly turned around and carefully kissed her cheek. "I'll come back to pick you up later. You can think about where you want to go today."

Qiao Aiyun blushes and urges them to go out.

Song Feng is so late that he is not shy.

**

After Qiao Aiyun went back, she sat in front of the dresser and dressed up carefully. She reached out and rubbed her back. As long as she got to the bed, she was just like a wild animal. She was so rude and unreasonable that she wanted to kill her.

Just as she was hesitating in choosing clothes, Yan Wangchuan called.

"Hello -" Qiao Aiyun put a suit of clothes on the bed and compared them.

"The evening has been sent to school."

"Well." Qiao Aiyun nodded.

"I couldn't help it last night. I didn't do anything about it several times." Yan Wangchuan suddenly opened his mouth.

Qiao Ai Yun hands a shake, almost did not hold the mobile phone, this is the first time, this person is clearly intentional.

She looked down at the shriveled abdomen, should not be so coincidental, how many times won the bid?