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Chapter 67 The Apartment of Love

In a small apartment.

Meng Yanchen was lowering his head, looking at the reports and information on the pad. His deep eyes moved as the screen slid, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, forming a shallow upward arc. Except for the click pad.

With his hands, one hand tightly hugged Chu Qiao's slender and soft waist.

Chu Qiao sat on his lap, bored. She couldn't understand his so-called reports and top-secret information. So, she held a can of red date milk and drank while admiring Meng Yanchen at work.

I don’t know who has ever said that men who work hard are the most handsome.

These words are absolutely true. A pair of phoenix eyes are as deep as the sea, and the long and dense eyelashes cast a green shadow on the eyelids, which is so gentle that it makes people feel enchanted. The sexy thin lips are lightly pursed, and the lines of the face are cold and angular.

Clearly. Watching, watching, Chu Qiao held the straw in her mouth and looked at Meng Yanchen in trance.

Is this her boyfriend?

I can’t believe it! My father’s illness is gradually recovering, and Aunt Xue is no longer as mercenary as before. She takes good care of her father, and she also gains love. Was what happened before a nightmare? Or is it just now?

A sweet dream he had? She was a little confused, a little unsure...

The breath was soft and moist, spraying on Meng Yanchen's cheek, itching, like the feeling of a cat's tail brushing against him. He turned his head subconsciously and saw a pair of almond-shaped eyes looking at him dreamily. Chu Qiao hugged him

Holding a can of red date milk, she saw him looking at her and quickly lowered her head to avoid his burning gaze.

"Have you been looking at me?" Meng Yanchen's voice contained a touch of teasing. Seeing her looking at him like this, he felt a surge of love in his heart.

"How can I?" Chu Qiao immediately denied: "How can I? Can you let go of me? How can you be efficient at work like this? You are the president of the company, you can't do anything wrong?" Chu Qiao

She said this partly because she wanted Meng Yanchen to let go of her, and partly because she was sincere. She felt uncomfortable sitting down, and he probably felt uncomfortable holding her too!

"That's it..." Meng Yanchen deliberately prolonged his voice, his voice was ambiguous, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I haven't thought that I am inefficient, but you have already begun to dislike me?" As he said, he again

He tightened his waist, as if to embed her into his body.

"Not at all." Chu Qiao murmured in a low voice. For some reason, the two people's faces were getting closer and closer, and they could smell each other's breath. Meng Yanchen still looked indifferent, but on the other hand, her face turned red.

I was slightly red, my heart was pounding, and I didn't know what to do. I could only bite the straw with my teeth.

"I'm a little thirsty." Meng Yanchen glanced at Chu Qiao's lips and said.

"Okay, Yanchen. Let me go first, and I'll go to the kitchen and pour you a glass of water..." Chu Qiao suggested simply thinking that he was too tired from work.

"I don't want to drink boiled water." The phoenix eyes flashed slightly, and the smile on the corner of the mouth became even wider.

"Then what do you want to drink?" Chu Qiao asked simply, her eyes widening.

"Whatever you drink is what I want to drink." Meng Yanchen said it matter-of-factly.

Chu Qiao thought for a moment, then raised the red date milk in her hand, put the straw to his lips, and said, "Here, let me take a sip. There is only one can here." When she said this, her

Her cheeks turned redder, and the hand holding the straw trembled even more.

"One bite?" Meng Yanchen seemed to be thinking about the words, and suddenly smiled: "Indeed, one bite is enough..."

Chu Qiao lowered her gaze to the straw, thinking that he would drink from it. However, she did not expect that Meng Yanchen did not suck on the straw at all. Instead, something soft covered her lips.

.

Her eyes widened, and what she saw was Meng Yanchen's enlarged handsome face. So, the thing covering her lips was his lips? Didn't he say he wanted to drink red date milk? Meng Yanchen always liked to play tricks on her,

What, is it fun to play with her?

Chu Qiao ducked back and gasped slightly: "You, you bastard!"

There was something surging in Meng Yanchen's eyes, a strong lust, and he smiled evilly: "Just say so!" After saying that, he clasped the back of Chu Qiao's head and kissed her lips again.

.

It wasn't the first time, but she still couldn't resist her temptation. The sweetness of red dates and the fragrance of milk still remained in her mouth, which followed the lingering kiss and entered his mouth. He licked every corner of her mouth.

Chu Qiao resisted at first, but gradually she was melted by Meng Yanchen's enthusiasm. Her head began to feel dizzy, and her hands naturally wrapped around his back in response to Meng Yanchen's kiss.

Gradually, his kiss no longer settled, and he kissed Chu Qiao's neck, lingering.

"Meng Yanchen, it's still broad daylight!" Chu Qiao gasped, trying her best to squeeze out a complete sentence. It's a rare weekend, why are you doing it here with him?

"Don't you like it?" Meng Yanchen said as he distanced himself, his eyes blurred, and the smile on his lips was shallow: "You are mine...I can wait for you. Anyway, we have a lifetime."

Woolen cloth!"

His words were overbearing and arrogant, like an order, but more like an oath.

Chu Qiao listened, still savoring that sentence over and over again, a lifetime. She used to be cautious, but now can she really have a lifetime with him? A joy surged into her heart, like the gentle breeze of spring.

The rain silently moistened the dry land.

"You are mine...no one can take you away. You must never betray me. If you betray me, I don't know what I will do..." Meng Yanchen put his hand on her cheek and said

His voice was faint, but there was no smile in his eyes. He loved her. He had never liked a woman so much, not even Xu Anran. Therefore, she could only have him in her heart...

Seeing Meng Yanchen like this, Chu Qiao took the initiative to wrap her arms around Meng Yanchen's neck and put her lips on his. She was very young, and between him and her, she rarely took the initiative, but

, it can be seen that she is working very hard to please him today.

Silly girl!

Thinking of this, Meng Yanchen raised the corners of his lips, then hugged Chu Qiao tightly, gently picked her teeth with the tip of his tongue, and regained the initiative. Loving someone is dangerous, but loving someone is very sweet.

"Why... in broad daylight... that's okay..." Meng Yanchen took advantage of the break in the kiss to say vaguely.

She couldn't even tell Chu Qiao to say such shameful words and beat her to death. She closed her almond-shaped eyes and kissed his throat while he wasn't paying attention. When she heard his heavy breathing, Chu Qiao smiled with satisfaction.

However, the next second, she was hugged by Meng Yanchen.

"You are the one who started it this time, you have to take responsibility..." He carried her towards the bedroom.

Anyway, it’s still a long time, isn’t it?


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