The seven years between me and Zha Gong

"Ming wow, it's so hot!" Qin Lian gasped for breath with a quail egg in his mouth, "You're so stupid, who told you to talk while eating?" Chen Shuo said, pouring a glass of drink and putting it in front of Qin Lian.

Qin Lian hastily took it, and mouthed it, Lan Weiyu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, he felt that Chen Shuo was very similar to Fang Qiyan, with a hard mouth and a soft heart.

Fang Qiyan, why do you think of him again...?Lan Weiyu lowered her head, her eyes dimmed, how much does he have to be hurt before he is willing to let go?

North City, Hilton Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Fang Qiyan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, took a sip of red wine, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, a slender blond man wearing a bathrobe came out slowly, his bathrobe was tied loosely, the neckline was open, fair skin He walked up behind Fang Qiyan, leaned over and put his chin on his shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Qi Yan, I'm done washing?!"

Fang Qiyan stroked his hand, turned his head and whispered, "I heard..."

"Well, Qi Yan, are you really bad?!" The blond man scowled, and sat in his arms. Fang Qiyan put his arms around him, and the blond man said, "Is Honglue's first branch going to open in Beicheng?" ?" Fang Qiyan nodded, gently lifted his bathrobe, and said, "The economic situation in Beicheng is good, and I have many acquaintances here. The most important thing is... this used to be my father's territory, but now It's mine."

The blond man laughed, nestled in Fang Qiyan's arms obediently, and said, "You really pissed off your father, I was originally arranged by his side to monitor your assistant?! I didn't expect you to get me It's gone..." Fang Qiyan raised his chin and said, "Luo Sirao, don't forget who you are now."

"Well... I'm yours." Luo Sirao kissed Qi Yan's chin charmingly and shyly, and followed Qi Yan's neck all the way down, one hand skillfully untied Fang Qiyan's mouth.