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

By the time both of them calmed down, it was almost time for dinner.

Jiang Qingyan forbearingly and restrainedly kissed Fu Miaoxi's forehead: "I'll go take a shower and then take you to dinner."

"I also need to go."

Fu Miaoxi had a layer of sweat on her back and felt very uncomfortable.

Jiang Qingyan chuckled: "Miaomiao still has the energy? Invite me to bathe with you?"

Fu Miaomiao punched his chest viciously: "You!"

Jiang Qingyan followed her strength and took her hand: "I'm going to the bathroom downstairs, you can take a shower next door. What do you want to wear on the boat tonight?"

Fu Miaoxi thought for a moment and said, "Dress warmly. I'm afraid of the cold."

"What's there to worry about?" Jiang Qingyan was in a good mood: "It's not like I won't go."

Fu Miaoxi didn't quite understand why this person suddenly became so shameless once the conversation started.

"I don't want it. There must be a lot of people."

Jiang Qingyan thought about it and felt a little regretful: "Okay, I'll arrange it."

When Fu Miaoxi walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the half-length mirror, she was a little stunned.

There was a faint blush in the corners of her eyes, as if it was the trace of physiological tears that appeared when she was just aroused.

There was a little skin breakage on my mouth. Although it didn't hurt, it made my lips look even more red, like a delicate flower blooming in late spring, with a touch of the gorgeousness of camellia.

Fu Miaoxi is rarely so narcissistic, but she suddenly realized that she seemed to have become a lot whiter and her skin became much smoother in recent times.

It is said that loving someone is like raising flowers, the painstaking effort put into one shows the depth of one's love. She pinched the sleeve of her pajamas, and felt the rare joy and fear of a young girl's first love.

When Fu Miaoxi finished her shower and returned to the bedroom, Jiang Qingyan had been waiting for her for a while.

The window of the bedroom, which was dim just now, was now bright. Fu Miaoxi looked outside and saw only a vast expanse of white, as if it was really a quiet place in the snow-capped mountains.

Jiang Qingyan looked up at her, with a smile evident in his eyes.

He changed into a high-necked black sweater, which accentuated his slender figure. He paired it with matching casual pants, his long legs lazily folded over each other. His hair, ungelled, hung loosely in front of his forehead, removing some of the aggression and further highlighting his superior features.

Feeling relaxed and lazy, Fu Miaoxi blinked her eyes. She felt like she was a fan of Jiang Qingyan.

"Let me blow-dry your hair." Jiang Qingyan pushed her in front of the dressing table, grabbed the hair dryer and blew it carefully for her. Occasionally, he casually glanced at Fu Miaoxi in the mirror and met her eyes.

Fu Miaoxi in the mirror had a spring-like complexion, watery eyes and eyebrows, a touch of morning mist shrouded the peony, and a pool of autumn water soaked the lotus, she was truly charming and attractive.

Jiang Qingyan's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he felt that the lust that he had just suppressed suddenly showed signs of reviving.

If this goes on, he's not sure if he can hold on until Fu Miaoxi's 20th birthday.

So this is what it means to do happy things with your lover. Jiang Qingyan suddenly felt that there were more interesting things in the world, because he wanted to take Fu Miaomiao to many places.

Take her to the Arctic to see the ever-changing aurora, let her make a wish to every star to be with him forever; take her to the grasslands of Western Europe to watch a church wedding, and customize the most beautiful wedding dress in the world for her.

"What's wrong?" Fu Miaoxi looked at Jiang Qingyan's thoughtful expression and just mouthed something to the sound of the hair dryer.

Jiang Qingyan shook her head, picked up a bunch of his hair that she had just blow-dried, and kissed it on her lips.

Fu Miaoxi's face suddenly turned red. This person!

The clothes Jiang Qingyan prepared for Fu Miaoxi were very casual, and compared to the ancient skirt she wore in the morning, they were much more convenient for movement.

The black casual pants paired with the white turtleneck sweater look like a couple's outfit just like Jiang Qingyan's.

When Fu Miaoxi put on her down jacket, she looked like an exquisite doll, with a rosy face and long hair like seaweed down to her waist.

Jiang Qingyan took Fu Miaoxi downstairs, and Fu Miaoxi had the opportunity to see the whole picture of the small building.

Compared with the grandeur of Dongli Mansion, this small villa can only be described as having a unique charm.

The overall decoration is antique, with green bamboo painted on the walls and many of the furniture made of stone, giving it a secluded and otherworldly charm.

The first floor is a living room with a giant screen. Next to it are a kitchen, bathroom, study, and balcony. The second floor houses the bedroom and dressing room. It's a small space, but it's quite spacious.

As soon as you walk out the door, you will see a large Chinese-style courtyard with a small building in it.

At this time, the corridors in the courtyard were covered with snow. Looking at it from the corridor bridge, one really felt as if he didn't know what year it was.

When Jiang Qiwu saw Jiang Qingyan bringing Fu Miaoxi out, he also walked out of the small building quickly.

"Boss, do you want to go eat?"

Jiang Qiwu looked at Fu Miaoxi and felt that she looked much better than in the morning.

"Did you sleep well, miss?"

Uh, Fu Miaoxi didn't know how to answer. She had been sleeping well, but then...

Jiang Qingyan held Fu Miaoxi's hand, but his face was calm and expressionless: "Let's go, let's go eat first."

After getting in the car, Jiang Qingyan leaned on the armrest, supporting his head and looking at Fu Miaoxi.

Fu Miaoxi was confused and blinked, not understanding what he meant.

Jiang Qingyan looked at her again, then at his legs.

Well...Fu Miaoxi complained: "Uncle, you are mute, right?"

She slowly moved to Jiang Qingyan's side, and Jiang Qingyan pulled her into his arms and rubbed her neck.

When it was time to eat, Jiang Qiwu was responsible for feeding his group of followers, so he didn't sit at the table with them. Since they were the only two at the table, Jiang Qingyan simply refused to let go, hugging him like a large pillow.

"Uncle," Fu Miaoxi thought the food at this farmhouse restaurant was delicious, so she took a few more bites. "Wan Yi said you were clingy before, but I didn't believe it. But now..."

Jiang Qingyan was a little puzzled: "Am I clingy?" He changed his tone and said, "I am clingy to my girlfriend."

Because Jiang Qingyan found a suitable excuse, he would never leave Fu Miaoxi's side on the pleasure boat.

In the large cabin of the pleasure boat, two people sat snuggling by the window, with a warm electric heater next to their feet, feeling as comfortable as if they were brewing tea around the fire.

Listening to the sound of water flowing outside the boat, Fu Miaoxi's thoughts drifted far away: "Uncle, have you been to Chibi?"

Jiang Qingyan was a little confused: "Red Cliff? Are you talking about the place in Su Shi's "Red Cliff Fu"?

Fu Miaoxi nodded: "My heart is filled with longing for the beauty in the sky."

“I went nearby when I was developing the business in the early years.”

Jiang Qingyan rubbed her hair: "Do you miss grandma and grandpa?"

He knew that this name was given to Fu Miaoxi by her grandparents.

"When my grandmother passed away, her biggest regret was that she couldn't let me live a better life. I have a better life now, but I will never see her and grandpa again."

"After she left, I felt really tired. I didn't like that family. I felt like no one in that family was sincere to me."

"Later, because I wasn't valued by my family, I was also ostracized by some people at school. My biggest wish at that time was to make a name for myself."

"To be honest, uncle, I think you are very amazing."

Fu Miaoxi looked at Jiang Qingyan sincerely: "You are not even thirty years old yet, but you have already achieved such a great career and have been able to impact the interests of so many people. I really want to be someone like you."