"I...I've left it at home."

Yun Shuiyang's head rubbed against Jin Qiyan's chest again, rubbed her face against his chest a few times, and she could hear Jin Qiyan's strong and powerful heartbeat.

The integrity had long been eaten by the heat. She kissed Jin Qiyan's chest through Paul's shirt.

Her little hands were also struggling hard. She hated Jin Qiyan holding her firmly.

"Yun Shuiyang, are you sure you are not lying? My wallet is not in your bag?"

Suddenly, Jin Qiyan pulled Yun Shuiyang away with force, and he refused to let her kiss his chest.

In an instant, as if he was about to crush her hand bones, he tried hard without mercy. Seeing that she was frowning in pain, he refused to let go.

If he put it at her house and he goes to her house to get his wallet, he will not be able to catch up with the plane. At this moment, fucking, Jin Qiyan really wants to strangle Yun Shuiyang to death!

If he couldn't board the plane to Milan tonight, he wouldn't be able to celebrate Xiao Moran's birthday.

Affected by the typhoon, all flights tomorrow have been cancelled. How could he not be angry? His anger could not be curbed, and his eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

"I keep your wallet at home, but I don't take it with me. Jin Qiyan, save me, I can return the wallet to you. From now on, I won't ask you for trouble. We will write it off and go to our own Yangguan Road."

With a glimmer of hope in his heart, Jin Qiyan let go of Yun Shuiyang, he snatched her bag, and he searched carefully.

With his hands free, Yun Shuiyang pressed against Jin Qiyan again.

The little hands were extremely restlessly penetrated into Paul's shirt, and she was tightly pressed against his wide back.

Yun Shuiyang also raised his toes and kissed Jin Qiyan's neck.

...

I really can't find my wallet. The damn Yun Shuiyang sticks to her like an octopus, especially her polar and presumptuous little hands... Jin Qiyan was very annoyed!

Without pity for the fragrance and jade, Jin Qiyan pulled Yun Shuiyang away very hard, and he did not allow her to touch him.

His frowns and his twisted handsome face are precursors of a storm.

It took a long time since no one made him so angry. Yun Shuiyang was the first one to be afraid of death!

"Clouds are rolling far away. Don't touch me, I don't want to see you. Damn, did I owe you in my previous life? I caused me trouble again and again. You hate it, do you know?"

With murderous aura in his eyes, a slight gust flashed between his eyebrows. Jin Qiyan stared at Yun Shuiyang fiercely and roared. He threw his bag back to Yun Shuiyang with anger.

Yun Shuiyang felt very hot, and her face turned red.

Jin Qiyan scolded her, but she did not make excuses. She just looked at him pitifully, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"You are so embarrassed to cry after causing me so much trouble? Do you feel wronged now? Please use your brain to do things in the future, is it okay?"

Yun Shuiyang was holding the bag, and she was trembling all over, as if thousands of ants were biting her. She felt uncomfortable and unbearable, so she bit her lower lip hard.

Staring at Yun Shuiyang, seeing her biting her lips and bleeding, Jin Qiyan pursed her lips, and he stopped scolding her.

His emotions are really hard to describe now, and his anger cannot be released.

He couldn't catch up on the flight tonight, Yun Shuiyang's tears... Damn, he was defeated by her!

"You are really annoyed!" Jin Qiyan took a few breaths to adjust his emotions, but Yun Shuiyang looked pitiful... Damn, he just couldn't ignore it.
Chapter completed!