The place Yan Qing found for the two of them to 'chat' was really random - the back seat of the car.
Fortunately, it was a modified off-road vehicle, and the back seat was quite spacious, so Zhan Wuyou felt that he still had room to do something if things were not speculative.
Zhan Wuyou, who was already ready to do something, sat in the back seat first, and before the tool man Wang Zhi had time to open the driver's door, Yan Qing took the car keys away.
"Afternoon break."
As he spoke, he opened the rear door on the other side and sat in.
Wang Zhi always felt what Yan Ye meant—things that can shine, get out of here.
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Tsk, Wang Zhi shook his head.
This light bulb is not what he wants to be, but it is a good thing to be able to rest for half a day for nothing!
Wang Zhi was very happy when he turned around, Zhan Wuyou guessed from his jumping back that he was going to Han Tang.
Zhan Wuyou never enjoyed this kind of love experience in Yan Qing. So I especially hope that people around me can have an excellent sense of experience.
Thinking of this, he directly opened Han Tang's WeChat, and said something in a roundabout way. Later, he integrated his preferences and sent them to Wang Zhi's mobile phone.
Wang Zhi immediately replied [Thank Your Majesty for His Grace. jpg], it was a kitten with half-washed clothes kowtowing, and Zhan Wuyou long-pressed to fill the gallery.
Yan Qing watched him crack and clatter, and didn't stop her fingers, her brows frowned.
After thinking about it, he frowned again, coughed lightly, and signaled Zhan Wuyou to speak first.
Unexpectedly, the little thing who usually understands his mind the most didn't even lift his eyes, and his fingers flew up and down a little faster.
Yan Qing ate a moderate deflation.
After being silent for a while, he exhaled lightly and raised his head, "Let's have a chat."
Zhan Wuyou snorted softly in his heart, you're so used to it, you still think I'll start the show even if you admit your mistake? With a calm and detached look on his face, he leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, and said lightly, "Let's talk."
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Yan Qing felt that her temper was on Zhan Wuyou's side, as if she had added a rubber band. She thought she had reached the bottom line, but she just let him step on it, and found that it could be lower
He cleared up the noise and went straight to the point, "I was wrong."
Zhan Wuyou answered very quickly, "What's wrong?"
Yan Qing: "..."
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The reason the two quarreled was that he didn't want Zhan Wuyou to deal with the affairs of the Zhan family's family of three.
In fact, Yan Qing didn't feel that she had done anything wrong until now.
Wuyou is still young, and it is understandable that she wants to take revenge when she is annoyed.
But if his hands were stained with the blood of his family, it would never be clean again. One day in the future, if he regrets it, this matter will become a shackle with thorns and thorns, and he will be trapped in it every day and every night in the future, and he will suffer for a lifetime.
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However, Yan Qing came to admit her mistakes and make up. It is impossible for him to mention this to Zhan Wuyou.
So he cleared his mind and said, "My attitude is too tough, I should discuss this matter with you."
Zhan Wuyou frowned slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Have you smoked a cigar?"
Yan Qing didn't understand why the cigar was involved, but she replied, "Not today."
"Don't smoke in the future." Zhan Wuyou raised his voice slightly, with unquestionable determination. "I do not like."
Yan Qing was silent for a while.
Zhan Wuyou didn't hear the answer he wanted, and said dissatisfiedly, "Didn't hear clearly? Why didn't you answer me?"
Yan Qing looked at Zhan Wuyou with some puzzlement.
The frailty that Zhan Wuyou showed before was all a disguise, he already knew it; but when he showed his wanton side today, Yan Qing found that he was still so excited that he couldn't control it.
But this will... This little thing is already showing absolute dominance and desire to control.
It's not his temper at all.
Although the softness and cuteness in the past were part of a pretense, Yan Qing could still feel his true temperament in some unknown interactions.
Zhan Wuyou is really not such an authoritarian and unreasonable person. This kind of temperament is not so much his, it's not that... it's his.
Zhan Wuyou raised his jaw slightly, his expression was arrogant and domineering, and his tone was sarcastic, "Since you want to reconcile, then I will set the rules here. I don't like the smell of cigars, so you are not allowed to smoke. If you want to It's not impossible to smoke." Zhan Wuyou pointed to the door of the car, and said three words, "Get out."
Yan Qing has confirmed who the inspiration for Zhan Wuyou's current state comes from.
He propped his forehead, a little dumbfounded.
"Is this how I look to you?"
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"Heh," Zhan Wuyou didn't want to stop playing, and engraved Yan Qing's angry expression on his face, domineering, "Don't let me find you smoking cigars in the future, otherwise... Heh!"
There was a warning in the arc of his sneer.
Yan Qing propped her elbows on her legs and looked at it with interest.
Not to mention, it was the first time he saw someone imitate his angry appearance.
It's kind of fun.
He reached out and took Rajan Wuyou's hand.
Zhan Wuyou let him pull, his eyes full of warning, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Yan Qing let out a low laugh, her low magnetic voice relaxed a lot, imitating Zhan Wuyou's flattering tone before, and whispered, "I don't dare anymore."
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he slowly and gently floated out two words from his lips, "Master."
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Oh shit! foul! !
Yan Qing cheated! !
Zhan Wuyou took a heavy breath, and stretched out his hand to feel Feifei's heartbeat.
With that extraordinary expression on her face, Yan Qing uttered those two words slowly, which was simply a killer weapon.
But this man seemed to have found something interesting, and he sat on Zhan Wuyou's lap lightly with his whole body.
Zhan Wuyou didn't expect him to do this after calling out 'Master'
For a moment, she couldn't help but look at him in astonishment.
Lover Yan had tall legs and long legs, and when she sat up, her head was directly on the roof of the car.
"Why don't you talk?" Yan Qing's voice was lingering, he lowered his head slightly, and the upper bodies of the two were pressed together, and the heat of their bodies penetrated through each other at once.
"Is my answer dissatisfying Master?"
Yan Qing's voice was low and sexy, and when he spoke, there was a bit of a scumbag voice at the end of his speech. As he spoke, he moved his face closer to Zhan Wuyou, and he shortened the distance between the two of them a little.
In the end, Zhan Wuyou felt that his and Yan Qing's breaths were intertwined, as if as long as he opened his mouth, their lips would touch.
Yan Qing was satisfied with this distance, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then what should I do? Master, will I be satisfied?"
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Zhan Wuyou's whole body was already slightly hot, and the lips of the two of them had somehow touched each other.
All the heat seemed to be ignited at this moment.
Panting, tearing, and peeling off one piece of clothing in a limited space, the sense of infinite magnification is abundant in every inch of the body...
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After Wu Xinjing took him away from the hospital, he has been unable to contact his nephew.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when he took the initiative to contact.
"Sorry, Uncle." The voice on the phone was so hoarse that it was scary.
When Zhan Wuyou opened his mouth, he was startled. So he kicked the person next to him in dissatisfaction.
Yan Qing picked it up, held the foot in her arms, bowed her head and kissed it.
Zhan Wuyou didn't expect that he would kiss his feet, so he quickly retracted. Facing the phone, he said, "No, I don't have a cold."
Suddenly there was a glass of warm water beside me.
Zhan Wuyou took the water glass, drank a few sips, felt the dryness of the noise eased, and then said to Wu Xinjing, "It may be that the air conditioner has been blowing on for a long time, and the noise is a bit dry, and it is much better now. En, Okay, let's come over for dinner tonight. Yes, Yan Qing will come too."
Wu Xinjing asked a few words about his dietary preferences, then hung up the phone.
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"Uncle called us to eat?" Yan Qing, the 'uncle', shouted very smoothly.
After a hearty affair, the two reconciled. Yan Qing's whole body seemed to have been washed, and all the previous viciousness disappeared.
He discussed it and said, "Do I need to prepare anything?"
"Just make up your mind."
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