Chapter 72 No one dislikes his abdominal muscles
Qi Yanxue caught a glimpse of the corner of her mouth that was trying not to smile, and walked past her expressionlessly.
But their hands were still holding each other, and Zhu Wendong was almost being pulled away by him.
She quickened her pace to catch up with him, and repeatedly asked in a troubled tone, "Qi Yanxue, is that you?"
“…”
"Is it? Is it?!"
“…”
"If you remain silent, it means you admit it."
Qi Yanxue stopped and looked at her sideways: "If you say that again, I'll kiss you."
There were so many people at the airport that if Zhu Wendong was kissed in public, he would probably not want to face himself anymore.
She immediately became obedient and kept quiet.
Seeing her acting like an obedient kitten, Qi Yanxue raised the corners of his lips and resumed his pace.
After a while, he pretended to ask casually, "What's your relationship with him?"
Zhu Wendong remained silent, just looking at him with his round eyes.
Realizing why she didn't speak, Qi Yanxue coaxed her: "If you speak, I won't kiss you."
A sly look flashed across Zhu Wendong's eyes. "Answer my question first, and I'll tell you."
Qi Yanxue pretended to be deaf and dumb, with an indifferent expression on his face: "Then I don't want to know."
Zhu Wendong stepped forward and asked, "You really don't want to know?"
Qi Yanxue didn't look at her and just said "hmm" in a dull tone.
Zhu Wendong was smart this time. He knew he was playing hard to get, so he played dumb with him: "You'll know in a couple of days."
When we walked outside the airport, Uncle Li was waiting there in a Phantom.
Uncle Li saw from a distance his handsome boss Qi walking towards him with a girl of equally outstanding temperament.
"Mr. Qi."
"Uncle Li."
Qi Yanxue handed over the luggage and then took Zhu Wendong into the car.
Uncle Li took the luggage, not daring to look at it for too long, but he felt a little more relieved in his heart.
His cold and indifferent Mr. Qi finally blossomed.
It seems that the last time I drove to chase my wife, I was successful.
He is worthy of being Mr. Qi who is good at everything.
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After getting in the car, with Uncle Li around, Zhu Wendong felt a little uncomfortable holding hands with Qi Yanxue in such a sticky way.
She lowered her voice and leaned close to his ear: "Uncle Li is here, be more restrained."
She wanted to pull her hand back, but Qi Yanxue held it even tighter.
"I can't see people?"
Zhu Wendong's warm breath sprayed on his ear, but she was unaware of how close she was and was only concerned with explaining.
"No, it's not good if someone is here."
"oh."
Qi Yanxue let go of her hand very decisively, with the corners of his eyes drooping, looking like a poor guy who was hungry even though it was not mealtime.
Zhu Wendong quickly glanced at Uncle Li, and then, without anyone noticing, lightly kissed the mole on his jawline.
He pretended to be calm and sat back in his seat, looking straight ahead with a guilty look on his face.
Qi Yanxue glanced at her lazily and chuckled.
Hearing him laugh, Zhu Wendong glared at him.
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Arrived at the 23rd floor of Biesong.
When Qi Yanxue first entered the house, he felt it was empty and extremely quiet. Even the dog was not there.
After a pause of one second, he turned around and went across the street before he could even get warm at home.
Zhu Wendong had just arrived home when the sound of the password lock rang again, and the next second, the door opened.
Qi Yanxue entered the password naturally and walked in with long legs, openly, righteously and confidently.
Zhu Wendong was stunned: "How did you know my home password?"
Qi Yanxue put the luggage at the entrance and looked at her: "The password you set is just your birthday, isn't it hard to guess?"
It seems to be the case, and Qi Yanxue's password seems to be her birthday.
Zhu Wendong curled his lips and asked in confusion, "Then why did you come in?"
"Are you planning to turn your back on me after this kiss?"
Another black hat was put on his head. Zhu Wendong was used to it and agreed with him: "No."
Qi Yanxue leaned against the entrance cabinet, her lips curled up: "So, are you planning to kick me out of the house?"
Zhu Wendong pointed behind him, confused: "Isn't your home over there?"
Qi Yanxue turned a deaf ear to it, as if the family behind him had nothing to do with him, and said to himself: "If you take in Donggua, you won't take me in, right?"
He sighed, "When you beat a dog, you have to look at its owner. Why don't you take in the owner when you take in the dog?"
“…”
There was an inexplicable scent of tea floating in the air.
Zhu Wendong really couldn't do anything with him, so he walked over and rubbed his head teasingly, "Good dog, I'll let you stay."
“…”
Qi Yanxue laughed angrily, held her on the entrance cabinet, tilted his head and kissed her: "Dogs don't kiss their masters."
He didn't give her a chance to reply and intensified the kiss.
When Donggua saw his owner whom he hadn't seen for a day, he happily walked around his feet.
Usually the owner would squat down and play with it, but I don’t know what happened today.
No matter how it rubbed against his feet, there was no response.
When it was tired of playing, it stopped wandering around and sat quietly by the side, watching.
Zhu Wendong lowered his head to accept the kiss, and suddenly the red rope hanging around his neck was lifted up, and the ring hung in the air.
She was distracted and remembered that she had never seen Qi Yanxue wearing a men's ring before. The moment they separated, she asked, "Where's your ring?"
"I'm at home. I'll get it later."
While Qi Yanxue was kissing her, he distractedly played with the ring she was wearing. As he kissed her, he moved from her lips to her chin, neck, and finally stopped at her collarbone.
He raised his eyes, his phoenix eyes contained a devilish allure, and his voice was low and seductive.
"Baby, let me serve you."
Realizing what he was referring to, Zhu Wendong pushed him with both hands, "Qi Yanxue, it's daytime now!"
Although I have done it in the past, I have committed adultery in broad daylight.
But now Qi Yanxue unilaterally wanted to make her feel comfortable, and he had never done such a thing before.
Knowing that she didn't want to, Qi Yanxue didn't continue and just kissed her neck again.
It left a deep mark in the most obvious place.
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At night, Zhu Wendong's home is basically filled with men's products, from small items like home shoes in the entryway cabinet to large items like men's suits in the cloakroom.
Judging from Qi Yanxue's attitude, Zhu Wendong knew that he was going to abandon her family and stay with her.
Zhu Wendong had no objection to this. He sat calmly on the sofa, staring intently at the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Qi Yanxue's pure white shirt was half rolled up, and she was wearing her fresh plaid apron. She was stirring the wok with ease, and the flickering firelight shone on her side.
Donggua sat at his feet, looking up at him.
The picture is quite warm.
I knew a few years ago that Qi Yanxue didn't like to eat food cooked by others. No matter how busy he was, he would cook by himself.
This is a blessing for Zhu Wendong.
However, Zhu Wendong always felt that this scene was missing something.
Qi Yanxue came out of the kitchen carrying a plate, and he caught a glimpse of her slightly frowning brows.
Just as he was about to speak, Zhu Wendong spoke first.
"Qi Yanxue."
She called his name.
Qi Yanxue's knuckles were well-defined, and water droplets rolled down his jade-white knuckles. He slowly took out a tissue and wiped his hands.
"What's wrong?"
His mind couldn't help but wander again. Zhu Wendong moved his gaze to his face, pulled out a chair and sat down without changing his expression.
"Didn't you like that at home before?"
Why is it not like that today?
Qi Yanxue raised his eyebrows, pretending not to understand: "What?"
Zhu Wendong lowered his eyes and pursed his lips: "Just... not wear... clothes..."
Qi Yanxue's narrow eyes gradually turned gloomy, and he said gently and coaxingly: "Don't you dislike it? If you don't like it, I have no choice but to wear it."
Zhu Wendong said: "Not really."
Qi Yanxue threw the wet ball of paper in his hand into the trash can and sat down on the chair next to her: "Nothing?"
Zhu Wendong looked sideways at him and said without hesitation, "No one doesn't like your abs."
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