Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

Jiang Qingyan was very pleased with the fact that Fu Miaoxi always unconsciously wanted to share this with him.

The people around them tactfully left the hallway, leaving Jiang Qingyan and Fu Miaoxi alone.

"Is this dress thin? Will I feel cold when I wear it outside?" Jiang Qingyan pinched Fu Miaoxi's sleeve.

"It's not cold. It's a bit hot in the mansion." Fu Miaoxi fanned herself with her hands and picked up the hem of her skirt: "Don't worry, uncle. This material is very warm."

"That's good."

Jiang Qingyan leaned over and adjusted the hem of Fu Miaoxi's skirt: "What about these boots? Do they fit?"

"It fits." Fu Miaoxi moved her feet, revealing a little of her retro brown leather boots. "Very warm."

Jiang Qingyan stood up and held Fu Miaoxi's waist. "It snowed heavily a few days ago where we're going. If it's cold, I'll ask someone to buy you some more clothes."

Seeing Jiang Qingyan's worried look, Fu Miaoxi shook her sleeves and said, "No, I can't ski in the snow if I wear it again!"

But Jiang Qingyan's attention was suddenly drawn to other things.

He looked at the corner of the little girl's mouth: "Is she wearing lipstick? Or lipstick?"

Fu Miaoxi hummed a sigh, lowered her eyebrows, and said shyly, "Doesn't it look good? The makeup artist applied it on me. They made the lip glaze by hand and they said it's made from oranges."

"Oh, I see." Jiang Qingyan stretched out his tone: "Then let me try it."

Taste it? Fu Miaoxi's eyes widened, and before she could react, Jiang Qingyan's kiss fell gently.

The teeth bit the tender lip flesh and ground it gently, but the slight stinging pain could not be ignored.

Fu Miaoxi put her hands on Jiang Qingyan's shoulders, showing some resistance, but what followed was Jiang Qingyan's stronger control.

When Jiang Qingyan let go, Fu Miaoxi's eyes were already misty. She put her hand to her mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle! Your makeup is ruined!"

Jiang Qingyan raised his eyebrows, speaking confidently, his tone light but with a hint of hidden pride: "Without flowers, it's obviously more beautiful."

So Jiang Qiwu waited outside for half a day, only to see Fu Miaoxi covering her mouth with her hands, revealing a pair of bright peach blossom eyes, looking aggrieved and guilty.

And Jiang Qingyan who followed behind her leisurely.

"This..." Fu Miaoxi was stunned when she saw Jiang Qiwu sitting in the helicopter driver's seat.

"Are we taking a helicopter today?"

Jiang Qiwu nodded: "Miss, come up, I'm going to start."

Fu Miaoxi was very confused as to why he suddenly had to use such an exaggerated means of transportation.

Jiang Qingyan came up behind her and held her waist: "Come on up, do you want me to hold you?"

Fu Miaoxi came back to her senses, but still angry, she glared at him and said, "No!"

She lifted up the hem of her skirt and was about to straddle it.

But Jiang Qingyan was one step faster than her. He put his arm around her waist, lifted her up easily, and placed her on the seat. Then he took a step forward and sat beside her.

Jiang Qiwu started the helicopter only after both of them were seated firmly.

Jiang Qingyan put on noise-canceling headphones for Fu Miaoxi and helped her fasten her seat belt.

"This channel is for passenger communication. This channel is a public channel and the driver can also hear it." After Jiang Qingyan put on the headphones for her, he explained the FM button on it to her in detail.

"Uncle, where are we going? Why did you call out the helicopter?" The whirring sound of the propeller above his head made Fu Miaoxi's heart tense, and he temporarily forgot about settling the score with Jiang Qingyan.

Seeing that Fu Miaoxi was dressed, Jiang Qingyan also fastened his seat belt.

"Did you know that Ming Tongchen's company has a film and television base in City N?"

Fu Miaoxi thought for a moment and asked, "Is it the film and television base that imitates the ancient palace?"

"Yes. There's a private mountain resort nearby where you can ski."

"So what am I wearing this for?"

"To make you look pretty." Jiang Qingyan said nonchalantly, "Didn't you manage to pull off this look easily in your last play?"

Of course, Jiang Qingyan selectively ignored the main reason - he wanted to see different scenery, and she was the only exception that caught his eye.