Qi Ye's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers rubbed against her face, and his eyes were filled with a bone-broken air cold: "Before I met you, I felt that all the women in this world were dirty."

Ye Weilan's red lips moved. Qi Ye was obviously in danger at this time.

However, his expression quickly returned to laziness, and his black eyes glanced at her: "Madam, I fulfilled your wish, is it your turn to compensate me now?"

"What wish did you fulfill me?" she asked in a cute and cute way.

Qi Ye leaned forward and kissed her lips: "I have never had any other woman, aren't you very happy?"

"I..." Ye Weilan stared.

She was relieved, but that was caused by her personality. How much does it have to do with her wishes?

Qi Ye pinched her waist and pressed her back onto the seat, followed by a dense kiss.

"Someone..." Ye Weilan was so angry that she was about to beat him, but he held it down, her charming voice was vague: "It's okay."

Ye Weilan was about to cry, thinking that she was a lady of a great family, and like a thin-skinned paper, she was actually suppressed by a hooligan under the noses of others in broad daylight.

Fortunately, Qi Ye was still a little sensible and didn't really make her unable to see anyone. Half an hour later, the car stopped in Lanze Garden, and the people were waiting at the door to welcome the owner home.

Ye Weilan walked out of the car with red cheeks. Qi Ye took her upstairs. He investigated her preferences very clearly. The style of the room changed a lot, and there were three more rooms that specifically placed her clothes and shoes.

When Ye Weilan just entered the room where she put her clothes, she was so beautiful that she could not open her eyes because of the gorgeous and delicate, elegant and beautiful clothes inside. Did he buy all the clothes from the specialty store?

She was not very interested in clothes and didn't look closely. Qi Ye specially asked someone to have a study next to the bedroom for her, and placed various rare and precious classics and books.

Ye Weilan has been extremely interested in classical literature since she was a child. When she was alone, she could read any book she wanted.

As soon as An was born here, Tang Xiaochi's phone call came over there.

"Dear, do you want me to pick you up?"

"No," Ye Weilan touched her hot face: "Xiaochi, I won't live in the school this year, so I'm looking for a house outside."

Tang Xiaochi shouted exaggeratedly, "Lan Lan, are you right? Are you not afraid of encountering perverted hooligans, as well as demons and monsters. Don't you dislike living alone the most?"

Ye Weilan glanced at Qi Ye who held her arms and looked at her in distress with interest: "So you must pray that I won't be taken away by the wolf."

Tang Xiaochi muttered a few words, and the two made an appointment to meet tomorrow, and Ye Weilan hung up the phone.

Qi Ye hugged her from behind, and his nice voice was always filled with a faint charm: "Where else is there to feel uncomfortable?"

“It’s already very good.”

When Qi Ye saw that she was not in high spirits, she just smiled lazyly.

In any case, this family has a hostess from today, which is a happy thing.

He put a little red book in her hand.

Ye Weilan was stabbed so hard that her eyes were hurt by the three words "marriage certificate" on it.

Marriage is a woman's grave. She was careless and lost the opportunity to choose for life. Whether she was doomed or corpsed on the street depends on her luck.

Qi Ye didn't bother her all night like the previous two times. Maybe she felt that she had already arrived with him and that the future would be long.
Chapter completed!