The delicate kiss made Ye Jiaqi intoxicated and devoted.

The little hand couldn't help but climbed up to his waist, trying to reach into his clothes.

Josnian grabbed her hand and ended the kiss.

Ye Jiaqi's face was flushed, his breath was unstable, and he was panting.

Every time, as long as he flirts with a little, she can't control herself.

"I kissed too. Do you want to play a song for me?" Ye Jiaqi narrowed his eyes and looked up at him.

Josnian finally agreed.

He walked to the piano and Ye Jiaqi sat on the sofa on the windowsill.

Bathed in the sun, even my hair was glowing golden.

The man is straight and his black coat perfectly wraps his body. His face is handsome and his side face is clearly contoured.

The slender fingers fell on the piano keys, and the wonderful piano sounds popped out one by one, like broken jade.

Ye Jiaqi held his chin and looked at him, looking at his warm eyebrows, his high nose bridge, and his thin lips pursed, depicting his appearance in his heart bit by bit.

She longs for the future, and every year she is now.

The sound of the piano pours out in my ears, beautiful and pure.

It's like a flower blooming in spring, it's the best.

It turns out that they have known each other for eighteen years.

It is clear that every bit of the first encounter is still in my heart.

At the end of the song, Qiao Sinian stood up and walked towards her.

Ye Jiaqi was still immersed in the sound of the piano.

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

"I'm thinking...will you play the piano for me in the future?"

"It depends on your performance."

"Performance?" Ye Jiaqi smiled badly, with cunning light in his eyes, and her hands were secretly stretched to the most vulnerable and powerful place of the man.

However, the bad plan failed. Qiao Sinian grabbed her hand and narrowed her eyes: "It's getting more and more powerful?"

"It's not all you taught."

He taught her these bad things a lot in bed.

I don't admit it now.

Just as her watery eyes looked at him, his cell phone rang.

"Wait for me." He took out his cell phone and walked towards the balcony.

"Mr. Qiao, I have investigated the matter between Rong Jincheng and the Han family. It is indeed not as simple as it seems." Meng Chen said, "Mr. Qiao, where are you? I can meet you and tell you in detail."

“I’m in the group.”

"How did you come to the group today on weekends?"

"Come on a walk with Jiaqi."

"Oh." Meng Chen thought, it would be better not to ask and stuff a handful of dog food, "Will I go over or tomorrow?"

"Come here, bring Xiao Zi here, and let Xiao Zi accompany Jiaqi for a while first."

"I don't know where she is."

"Oh?" Qiao Sinian provoked the last voice, "Then I'll make a call."

"Yes." Meng Chen responded vaguely.

...

Meng Chen didn't expect that when he came to Qiao, Xiao Zi was coming.

The two stood at the elevator entrance, and neither of them spoke to each other.

Meng Chen rubbed Hanover's forehead and his head hurt.

Xiao Zi looked relaxed and looked up at the numbers on the elevator.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator came down and the two of them went in together. Still, no one spoke, just like two people they had never known each other.

In the restaurant on the Landscape Deck, Qiao Sinian was teaching Ye Jiaqi to mix bartending.

He stood behind her and held her hand with his big hands: "This is the common base wine, bourbon, tequila, gin..."

"Wait, you can speak slowly, I didn't hear clearly."

"This is the third time I have said it."

"Ah? Oh, then do you talk or not?"
Chapter completed!