Mrs. Erye is acting like a demon again

Chapter 219 Qiao Sichen, Your Uncle's

"Mom, Shen Yan is tired, I'll take her upstairs to rest!" Qiao Sichen clenched Shen Yan's hand so hard that it hurt her unbearably.

"Fu Qing was fine after five hours of flying, and you only drove for half an hour. Is she so delicate?" Olivia said dissatisfied.

Lin Junyi felt so embarrassed, she wanted to help that girl but didn't know how to say it.

Fu Qing put the cherries into her mouth, read her mind, and whispered in her ear, "Qiao Sichen can solve it."

Lin Junyi's heart seemed to drop, every time Fu Qing could guess what she was thinking.

"She's really delicate!" After finishing speaking, Qiao Sichen led Shen Yan upstairs.

Olivia blushed with anger, and simply went back to the room.

Seeing that the two of them ate about the same, Qiao Mohan would not be able to eat for a while, so he asked Fu Qing to take Lin Junyi to the garden.

In the room on the third floor, Shen Yan leaned against the door and looked coldly at the man in front of him.

"Sure, Shen Yan. Originally, I only thought that your makeup was heavy, but I didn't expect the eyes to be the most important thing." Her voice was low and hoarse, with self-evident anger.

He hammered on the door, only a few centimeters away from her.

Qiao Sichen tried his best to endure, his eyes were slightly red, "You hate me so much, you don't leave yourself a way out at all?"

"Yes!" Shen Yan met his gaze, and her heart seemed to be tightened.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but were quickly stopped.

Can't cry, can't be so useless.

"Didn't you already know?" Shen Yan chuckled, "Now I will definitely not be able to enter your house, your fiancée should find someone new."

"Where do you want me to find?"

"Whatever, Master Qiao has a lot of lovers, and I'm not the only one!"

"Now, you're really the only one!" After finishing speaking, Qiao Sichen lifted her onto his shoulders and threw her onto the bed. Before Shen Yan could react, Qiao Sichen had already pressed onto him.

Shen Yan was completely panicked.

"This is not an apartment, I didn't bring any clothes!" Shen Yan said anxiously, trying her best to resist Qiao Sichen's unconventional behavior.

"I won't tear your clothes." Qiao Sichen pressed her white wrist tightly, his eyes were deep in understanding, his movements were not as rude as before, but gradually gentler.

Shen Yan was firmly controlled by him and couldn't move, so he resigned to his fate and accepted this reality.

There was a sound of cloth being torn, Shen Yan frowned, and yelled angrily, "Qiao Sichen, your uncle, didn't you say you won't tear my clothes!"

Qiao Sichen smiled slightly, and his tone was low with the unrestrained youth, "I'm used to it."

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Lin Junyi was really surprised when she came here.

Along the way, there are not only rose plantations, but also golf courses, swimming pools, and now even a horse farm.

In the racecourse, all kinds of horses are eating food in their own stables, making noises from time to time, and their names are written on the door of each horse's room.

Fu Qing brought out a pure golden horse, and the staff of the racecourse followed him and introduced: "This is the most docile horse in the racecourse, and Mrs. Fu is perfect for riding it."

"Well, you go to work first."

After the staff left, Fu Qing got on the saddle easily, and he stretched out his hand to Lin Junyi, mentioning that the two of them sat tightly back and forth.

"Ah!" Lin Junyi was a little unsteady when she went up, and felt that she might fall at any time from the perspective of the horse.

"Hold on to the reins and look ahead!" Fu Qing whispered in her ear, covering Lin Junyi's little hands with his hands, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Ah."

After riding for a while, Lin Junyi didn't have any fear or uneasiness at all. Fu Qing suddenly accelerated, and the horse let him gallop.

"Slow down!" Lin Junyi held on to the rein tightly, not daring to let go.

"Don't be afraid, feel with your heart."

The breeze blew on the faces of the two of them, messing up Lin Junyi's long hair, and Lin Junyi's tense body gradually relaxed.

(End of this chapter)