Volume 1 Chapter 35 Qiao Qiao is hugged by the yandere wherever she goes
Qiao Yin thought it was over when he came out of the bathroom, so he lay down with his body relaxed, feeling drowsy.
I don't know when the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and a pair of bony fingers stroked from her tailbone all the way upwards, causing her body to tremble slightly.
She could no longer pretend to be asleep, and slowly raised her head to meet Wen Suhe's unsatisfied dark eyes.
The tingling sensation on her body made her heart tremble, and she rolled to the side swiftly.
If she can't afford to offend him, can't she just hide away?
The bed was so small that she really couldn't hide.
In a moment, Qiao Yin was pressed under Wen Suhe, trapping her, and his hot breath poured down on her.
Qiao Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of tears, "Husband~"
"Baby~"
In the soft and dim light, the handsome face was half bright and half dark, and the sharp Adam's apple rolled heavily, making the bulge more obvious and sexy.
Putting aside some of his mental yandere abnormalities, Wen Suhe's appearance was impeccable, exquisite and perfect.
Want to seduce her with your masculine looks?
Qiao Yin closed her eyes and turned her head to avoid his seductive gaze.
Wen Suhe chuckled softly and kissed her.
hateful!
Wen Suhe seduced the determined woman.
Light and shadows were scattered in front of Qiao Yin.
Qiao Yin thought dazedly that Wen Suhe was truly a male vixen.
The kind that sucks people's energy.
Qiao Yin, whose essence was sucked away, slept until noon the next day. She woke up slowly with her empty stomach making complaining sounds.
In the hazy vision, Wen Suhe was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses, leisurely crossing his long legs and watching the tablet.
He didn't go to the company.
She didn't have a strong gaze, and Wen Suhe noticed her, put down the tablet, leaned over, and lifted her hair.
She tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing her sleepy face.
Glancing down slightly, the marks on the neck and collarbone were scattered and messy, and the red was shocking.
Last night was a bit out of control.
"After applying some medicine, do you feel better?"
Wen Suhe's words brought Qiao Yin back to the crazy, lingering, passionate and hot night of last night.
The tips of her ears turned red, her little face was buried in the pillow, and she said "hmm" in a muffled voice as an answer.
"Let me see."
What are you looking at!
Qiao Yin was so scared that he rolled over again, with the thin blanket wrapped around him.
She became a silkworm pupa, "I'm so hungry, let's eat first, there's no need to look, I'm fine, I'm fine."
She is still alive.
Wen Suhe placed a green velvet skirt on the bed, along with a set of skin-colored underwear.
He didn't show any sign of looking away.
Qiao Yin huddled in the quilt and changed her clothes. Her fair and tender cheeks turned red.
commit a sin!
Qiao Yin stood on the bed, her green skirt making her skin look even whiter and smoother.
"Little princess."
Wen Suhe reached out to her, "Come here."
"No, I want to go by myself."
Wen Suhe calmly kicked Qiao Yin's slippers under the bed.
"Where are my shoes?"
Are you still in the bathroom?
Qiao Yin jumped down, and Wen Suhe put his arm around her waist and caught her steadily.
In a flash, Qiao Yin hugged Wen Suhe's neck and said, "My brother is at home, and you let me, as a sister, be carried away. Don't I have any dignity?"
"He's gone."
Wen Suhe just wanted Qiao Yin to be close to him.
It was already generous of him to let Qiao Chi stay here for one night.
Qiao Yin looked calm, she should have thought of it earlier.
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao couldn't even stay overnight.
Wen Suhe carried her to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. He did not put her down the whole time and let her little butt sit on his arms while her little head peeked into the bathroom.
"What are you looking for?"
"Where are my slippers!"
Under the bed.
Wen Suhe smiled and said, "You don't have to wear shoes when your husband is at home. I'll carry you wherever you want to go."
No way!
Wen Suhe, don't even think about raising me into a useless little thing.
After washing, Wen Suhe carried her downstairs.
Why.
Another day of being too embarrassed to face people.
Fortunately, Wen Suhe didn't let her sit on his lap during the meal.
Qiao Yin didn’t know whether Chen Manwen’s marriage was mentioned when they were chatting yesterday. She didn’t want to ask and she wasn’t interested.
Under Wen Suhe's enthusiastic gaze, Qiao Yin slowly filled his stomach.
She didn't have slippers and was barefoot, so she could only wait for Wen Suhe to finish his meal and hug her.
So annoying!
Wen Suhe had many ways to control and torture her.
In fact, she could walk barefoot.
The floor tiles of the landscape garden are so clean that they can reflect people's shadows.
Qiao Yin's mind moved, and he stepped barefoot on the floor and took a few steps. Then his body was lifted up by a powerful force.
Finished!
It has become a small pendant of Wensu River again.
In the study room where sunlight streamed in, Qiao Yin was curled up on the beige sofa with his feet resting on Wen Suhe's legs. He was slowly wiping the soles of his feet with a wet wipe.
Even the toes were wiped clean one by one.
She only took a few steps, so her toes weren't dirty, were they?
Wen Suhe did it very carefully, as if her feet were some gorgeous, beautiful, expensive and fragile items.
"Good boy."
"Um."
"How's the wedding ring design going?"
It’s still the same circle.
Wen Suhe is not in a hurry to hold the wedding, right?
No!
She didn't want her photo to be on the front page of the news. When she left, the whole world would become Wen Suhe's spies looking for her.
"You said there's no rush." Qiao Yin's voice was soft, "You torment me every day, and my hands are exhausted."
I don’t have the energy to design a wedding ring, but I can pick up a brush to write calligraphy.
Wen Suhe threw away a few wet wipes and pulled her into his arms.
Qiao Yin's white and tender legs changed direction. Her consciousness was wandering as she stared at her legs. They were so white, so straight, and such beautiful legs.
It's a pity that the teeth marks and kiss marks on it destroy the beauty a little bit.
Wen Suhe likes the warm moments when Qiao Yin nestles in his arms obediently, even if it’s not warm.
He liked Qiao Yin so much that he was going crazy.
His possessiveness towards her was driving him crazy.
He rubbed Qiao Yin's cheek affectionately, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "It's the husband's fault. The wife works so hard every day, so she shouldn't go to Qingfeng Cottage."
I don't want Qiao Yin to go out.
Qiao Yin grabbed the fabric of the skirt. The blue veins on the back of her fair hands became more obvious against the green skirt.
Do you really think that she has no temper because she has been pretending to be a good girl for 20 years?
Why should he deprive her of the right to go out!
"Professor Gu will sort out all the characters you haven't learned and send them to you. You can copy them." Wen Suhe gently stroked her soft hair. "It's hot outside, the ultraviolet rays are strong, and the weather forecast says it will rain heavily for several days in a row. Stay home with me."
Staying at home is depressing enough.
And stay with him.
She didn't run away from home, her waist ran away first.
What a sin.
"rainstorm?"
Qiao Yin relaxed his fingers, "Can we go out after the rainstorm?"
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