Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

Gan Qi put his arms around Meng Yan.

Since he was much taller than her, she almost buried herself in his chest.

Gan Qi lowered his head slightly, smelling the faint smell of shampoo, and his whole brain shut down.

"Mr. Meng, you are so kind." Gan Qi closed her eyes.

She just wanted to feel the feeling of being supported at this moment, which was particularly reassuring.

Meng Yan's body was already stiff.

The atmosphere dared not come out, like a piece of wood or an iceberg, motionless.

Gan Qi could feel that his waist was very thin, but his shoulders were extremely broad.

It was very comfortable for her to rest her head on it, as if she was protected by a thick layer of armor.

This feeling...is really good.

Meng Yan was frozen for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Use the least force possible to peel Gan Qi off his body.

"Miss Gan, please respect yourself."

Gan Qi opened her eyes and met his serious eyes, and she felt happy for a moment.

"Mr. Meng, is this your first time being hugged by a girl?"

Meng Yan blushed and did not answer, but continued to push her away.

Like a troublemaker, Gan Qi suddenly touched the muscles of his chest with her paw.

Meng Yan has been accustomed to fitness for many years. He has vague chest and abdominal muscles and has a standard bodybuilding figure.

"Wow, you have muscles!" Gan Qi's tone was teasing.

Meng Yan took a step back and subconsciously adjusted his pajamas.

It was the first time that he had been in such close contact with a woman in his age, and it was also the first time that a woman had blatantly touched his chest muscles.

The pajamas on her body were very thin, only a thin layer.

Meng Yan felt that he was at a loss!

He was taken advantage of!

"Ganchi."

Meng Yan looked serious:

"Don't forget that we are just having a trial marriage and cannot do anything that crosses the line."

Seeing his serious look, even his ears turned pink, Gan Qi felt a little cute.

"Of course I know, but can't I even touch it?"

Meng Yan blushed inexplicably.

This woman is so open!

How could she say such things without shame?

Gan Qi asked curiously, "You are 29 this year. Have you never had close contact with a woman? No way! Mr. Meng is so handsome, so many girls who like you should be queuing up."

"I don't care about you."

Although it was a joke, Gan Qi suddenly understood why an outstanding man like Meng Yan was reduced to a blind date.

It's just his insulating character, he never takes the initiative and never lets others get close to him, so he doesn't want to be a bachelor!

Gan Qi pretended to drink water and glanced at him secretly. Meng Yan's pink ears were as red as burning.

"Mr. Meng, if you are like this... what will you do if you meet a girl you like in the future? How will you be intimate with her?"

When Meng Yan heard the word "intimate", he didn't want to continue this topic.

"Don't worry about it."

He glared at her coldly and took a step back.

This defensive behavior looked even cuter to Gan Qi, like a child playing house.

Meng Yan felt that the woman in front of him was in danger. In the middle of the night, she suddenly opened her arms and attacked him.

I thought she was a traditional and shy woman, but I didn't expect her to be so proactive.

Do you dare to touch your breasts with dirty hands?

He was wrong about her.

However, thinking of Gan Qi's loss and sadness just now, she thought that since it was her first offense, she would not be held accountable for this matter.

"Are you not upset anymore?"

"Ah."

Gan Qi is indeed in a much better mood.

Thank you Mr. Meng for indulging her little willfulness.

She took a deep breath, feeling the cool night breeze, and the two of them were silent.

Sudden.

There was a strange sound.

"Dong, dong, dong..." Like a very light impact.

Faintly coming from the balcony next door, this unusual noise attracted Gan Qi's attention.

"what?"

She subconsciously held her breath and tilted her ears slightly.

Then, a woman's voice came intermittently along the wall.

"Uh...husband..."

"husband……"

With heavy breathing.

The affection is endless, sometimes big and sometimes small.