Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

Seeing Qin Yan staring at him fiercely with the intention of biting him, Qin Beizhou spoke calmly, without the slightest panic of being caught, "It was just a chance encounter."

"It's too dark, I want to take her home, since you are here, I will leave."

The man explained the situation clearly in a few words. His calm and composed appearance reversed the situation, as if the other party was the one who was being unreasonable because of jealousy.

After saying that, Qin Beizhou turned around and looked at the girl. His half-closed eyes were indescribably beautiful, and his handsome face had an innate sense of coldness and lust.

He lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear clearly, and said, "I am very happy today."

Watching the person in front of her leave the mall, Jiang Zhiyue's hand was suddenly wrapped by a domineering force, and was completely contained in its hot palm. With a slight pull, it stuck to the other person's body.

"Is what he said true?"

"if not."

She thought back to what Qin Beizhou said, at most he concealed part of the facts, and then asked the predecessor, "You don't believe it?"

Qin Yan's expression eased a little, and he took the bag from Jiang Zhiyue's hand consciously, "I don't trust him, I trust you."

The girl's finger bones were a little painful from his unusually strong grip, so she shook her shoulders to change the subject, "Aren't you curious about what's in the paper bag? I've been carrying it all day."

The man then let go of her soft hand, hooked the straps on both sides to open them, and lowered his head to glimpse several gray and white, fluffy dolls.

He picked one up with his broad hands, his expression ambiguous, "Is this a wolf or a dog? Do you like it so much that you bought five of the same."

"I got it from a claw machine." Jiang Zhiyue placed the doll in front of Qin Yan's face and couldn't help laughing, "Because I thought it looked like you."

After catching some of the words, Qin Yan re-examined the doll in his hand. Its face looked ferocious, but it felt surprisingly soft. It was hard to say whether it was cute or not.

But she liked it for her own sake.

As he thought about it, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised.

After sending Jiang Zhiyue back, Qin Yan sat in the driver's seat of the supercar waiting for the traffic light. The slightly intoxicating summer breeze made him unusually sober.

How could it be a coincidence? People like Qin Beizhou have their own purpose in doing everything and will never live casually.

He found the dialog box he had with someone and didn't know what they said. After returning to the villa, he asked Butler Bai to pack his suitcase.

So the next day, Jiang Zhiyue saw Young Master Qin standing outside her door pushing a huge box and begging for shelter.

It is said that the power lines were accidentally dug up during the renovation of the road in front of the villa. It has been raining for the past two days, and it will take at least half a week to a week to repair them manually.

She pulled the corner of her mouth and exposed it mercilessly: "As the most wealthy family in Beijing, the Qin family should not have only a few properties."

Qin Yan seemed to have anticipated her words and said immediately: "The old man can't stand my ignorance and won't let me live here."

"What about the mansion?"

"I don't want to see Qin Yonglin."

"Where's the hotel?"

"The wifi is not secure, some data cannot be uploaded."

She looked at the man who answered fluently and nodded in acknowledgment. He was going to stay with her, right? "Just one week, no longer."

Seeing Jiang Zhiyue give in, Qin Yan let go of the suitcase in his hand, happily walked forward to hug her, and kissed the girl's red lips.

His eyes stared at me with a hint of unknown meaning, and the ending tone rose, "Don't worry, I will behave well."

"..." I feel that this performance is different from that performance.

Jiang Zhiyue was originally worried that Qin Yan would find some excuse to take advantage of her, but she didn't expect that he behaved unusually quiet in the past few days, and even took the initiative to run to the living room to avoid her when changing clothes.

Strange, like being possessed.

The continuous rainy days finally passed. Jiang Zhiyue washed the clothes and hung them on the metal clothes rack on the balcony. Then she took a comfortable hot shower and wiped her wet hair with a towel.

"Ayan, the hot water is ready, do you want to take a shower?"

Following the sound, I saw a girl in a thin nightgown. Her fair skin was dyed light pink by the mist, and her slender and beautiful shoulders, neck, arms and legs were exposed in the air.

Her unmade-up face was fair and charming, and water droplets from her hair were about to form strings and fall down, soaking the clothes in front of her.

The man's Adam's apple sank slowly, and he put the bound A4 paper folded on his legs to cover it. When he passed by her, he could smell her faint sweet fragrance.

The blood in my body began to boil and roar uncontrollably.

Jiang Zhiyue picked up the hair dryer to dry her long hair, then sat on the bedside and fiddled with the tablet. The sound of the marble tiles in the bathroom being poured by the shower was still rustling for an insanely long time.

After nearly an hour, the sound of water suddenly stopped and then turned into the sound of an exhaust fan.

Qin Yan's grey sweatpants hung loosely around his waist, with the white rope untied. A few drops of water remained on his carved mermaid line, which unconsciously attracted the girls' attention.

"Master Qin, the water must have gotten cold after taking such a long time."

"A cold shower is just right."

The man sat on the bedside and wanted to hug her, but suddenly a hand pushed on his chest, "Did you turn off the light in the bathroom by mistake? The exhaust fan is ringing."

"Yes, I opened it to disperse the smell."

Being stared at by Qin Yan's whirlpool-like deep black eyes, Jiang Zhiyue finally realized the connection between his words and turned her face away in shame.

He just now was...

"To discuss something."

"The sofa at home is too narrow. My back and waist ache when I sleep on it. Can you please let me sleep on the bed tonight?"

The man's black hair was wet, with a few strands half covering his eyebrows and eyes, making him look inexplicably obedient.

In addition, his fingertips kept rubbing her waist in a coquettish manner, which was contrary to his usual arrogant and wanton behavior. Jiang Zhiyue could not resist it anymore and had to give in.

She stood up and prepared to make room for the man, but he put his arm around her waist and easily took her back, "Kiss first, then go to sleep."

Qin Yan, who had been holding back for two days, kissed her without hesitation. The crisp minty scent of toothpaste filled her lips and teeth, and her breath was cool, yet hot.

Kiss the soft flesh in the girl's mouth closely and fiercely.

The water droplets between the hair flowed down the contours of their cheeks, and the girl's slender neck, collarbone, and neckline were not covered by the nightgown.

The man held her head with a firm grip, and her breath was rumbling, making it difficult for her to control her breathing.

The ambiguous voice lingered in the ear, like a cluster of burning flames, burning the restless thoughts in Gu Qian's heart.

Qin Yan let go of the soft lips and kissed away the traces of water droplets bit by bit. After a while, the person in his arms trembled suddenly.

Jiaobai's hands were intertwined in his black hair, and he couldn't help but gather them together.

"Don't go too far..."

The man straightened his bent body, raised his head from in front of him to the girl's lips, and coaxed Jiang Zhiyue softly while pressing his lips against hers, his tone carrying an imperceptible pleading.

"Indulge me for once, baby."