Chapter 12: Witty Kiss

She could feel that Zhan Tingbei was very restrained, with his hands touching her clothes without overstepping the line.

Qiao Yanmeng truly regretted it.

Is this... too ambiguous?

She whispered, "Should we withdraw from the competition?"

Zhan Ting looked at her questioningly, and Qiao Yanmeng said, "I think this is not a good idea..."

"You're not married and I'm not married yet, what's wrong with that?" He said in a low, cold voice.

After he finished speaking, he whispered, "Do you mind if I take the child with me?"

"Of course not! Jia Jia is very cute."

"What is that?" he asked patiently in a low voice.

Looking at that handsome and enchanting face, Qiao Yanmeng bit her lip. She was not mistaken, he was really flirting with her!

"We are not from the same world."

The man said nothing more. His profile was smooth and angular, and his expression was cold.

Are you angry?

Some people around him had already started to tremble in their legs, but Zhan Tingbei remained as straight as a pine tree. Until the last person fell, he was as steady as a rock.

The women's gazes became even hotter.

The host came on stage again and said with a smile: "The first game is very intense. Brothers, take a break first. Next is the battle between us women. Everyone will take turns to perform a talent, singing, dancing, and jokes are all fine!"

In order of appearance, Qiao Yanmeng was the fifth.

She glanced at Zhan Tingbei who was holding his little breast, made up her mind, and chose a song.

It was her turn to perform. Background music started playing and a three-dimensional, soft voice filled the whole place: "One day I woke up and saw that you were not by my side..."

The angelic voice and soft and soothing singing create an atmosphere of sadness.

Zhan Tingbei held the little girl's hand tightly, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and the air pressure around him dropped dramatically.

There is no doubt that the woman is Qiao Yanmeng.

"Sister, that sounds nice." The little boy held her hand and praised her in a baby voice. Qiao Yanmeng's worries disappeared instantly and she kissed his soft face: "Thank you, Jia Jia baby!"

The tall and majestic man next to her had a cold expression on his face. He didn't look at her. Qiao Yanmeng pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.

Last game.

Both parties can eat from the same apple, and neither can drop it.

Qiao Yanmeng was just biting an apple with Zhan Tingbei. When his eyes were staring at her with deep and dark eyes, she felt a tingling sensation in her back and a sore and numb feeling in her chest, and she suddenly let go.

The next second, she came back to her senses and tried her best not to think too much.

Just pretend that the person in front of you is a robot!

The game started soon. The two took turns eating apples.

When there was only the last bit of fruit flesh left, she felt a little embarrassed. If she wasn't careful, she would touch the other person's lips. Qiao Yanmeng was very careful, but she still felt the man's hot breath brushing against her cheek.

He ate the apple, his sexy Adam's apple slid up and down, making him look particularly charming.

His soft lips lightly touched hers.

A tingling sensation like an electric current flashed through Qiao Yanmeng's spine. She shuddered and the apple fell to the ground in an instant.

They didn't get high scores.

But because of the first two games, this time the championship also belongs to them.

When holding the prize, Qiao Yanmeng was still a little excited. The host smiled and said, "Come on, let's take a photo together as the championship team!"

The audience suddenly started to make a noise, "Kiss and take pictures!"

"Yes, that's how it feels!"

Qiao Yanmeng's palms felt hot, and she pretended not to hear anything. However, the host excitedly asked, "How about satisfying the audience?"

The arrow is on the string and must be shot.

Qiao Yanmeng thought quickly and hugged the little boy and kissed him on the cheek. This warm and beautiful scene was quickly captured by the host.

After the show ended, the host gave them the photos. Zhan Tingbei took a look and put them in his pocket.

His angular face was calm and cold, and his eyes were cold and sharp.

On the way back, the two of them said nothing.

Qiao Yanmeng had been chatting with Xiao Naitian. After arriving at the hotel, she said hello and quickly went into her room.

Cover your chest.

Phew~

Is Mr. Zhan angry?

Being rejected by myself so ignorantly.

She didn't want to think too much, so she took a shower and went to bed.

Before going to bed, she was disturbed by a phone call.