Seeing that the road on the windowsill was getting more and more wrong, and it was not the road she often walked at all, Fang Zhiyu suddenly sat up, like a rabbit with pricked up ears, and said vigilantly, "Where are you taking me?"

Xiao Junchen stroked the steering wheel with one hand and glanced at her, "Go home." ”

"This isn't ......" she frowned, and suddenly understood, "you take me to your house?"

"It's back to our house!" Xiao Junchen's eyes were slightly deep, and there was a bit of irrefutable affirmation in his tone.

Fang Zhiyu refused, but was ignored by the other party.

After a while, Fang Zhiyu sat bored in the living room of Xiao Junchen's house, and the nanny was carefully preparing meals in the kitchen.

After the two had dinner together, she wanted to leave, but Xiao Junchen thought that she had something to discuss with her, so he took her into the study.

Fang Zhiyu sat in front of the large desk, and opposite was a man who worked with his head down, saying that he had something to discuss, but after coming in, the other party didn't say a word.

Squinting her eyes, a sly glint flashing in her apricot eyes, she stood up and walked around the table towards the man.

Xiao Junchen glanced at her lightly, but did not move.

Fang Zhiyu approached, pulled one of the other party's hands away, and looked at the man's eyes without blinking, with a bit of charm.

The man opened his hand cooperatively and watched the little woman sit on his lap, clinging to his waist softly and bonelessly.

Fang Zhiyu's white fingertips were raised, wandering around her neck, and she noticed that the man's gaze was locked, so she easily unbuttoned it.

The neckline of the black shirt is slightly spread out, revealing a slender and delicate neck, and the delicate collarbone looms between the black fabric.

Seeing that the man's eyes were a little darker, Fang Zhiyu smiled with satisfaction, her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she half raised her head to look at each other, her rosy lips were half open, as if she was asking for a kiss.

Feeling that the other party's hand on his waist tightened slightly, and he pulled himself closer to the man's chest strongly, Fang Zhiyu's body stiffened, and she turned around and wanted to escape.

The man refused to give her this opportunity, and suddenly got up and imprisoned her between his arms, Fang Zhiyu's body couldn't help leaning back, but it was blocked by the table.

Xiao Junchen leaned down, as if inspecting his own territory, his snort wandered around the little woman's bare neck, and the warm and moist breath made her shiver.

Sensing the coming of the dangerous aura, Fang Zhiyu only felt that her hairs were trembling, raised her hand to push the man's chest, and refused, "Xiao Junchen, I won't play anymore, you ...... Hmm"

I don't know if that sentence touched the man's scales, Xiao Junchen suddenly raised her head, and the domineering kiss made her defenseless.

She was about to retreat, but the confinement of her waist made her unable to retreat, so she could only be forced to hold her head high and bear the man's siege.

I don't know how long it took for the two to separate slightly, Fang Zhiyu's breathing was not smooth when she was kissed, and a layer of water appeared in her apricot eyes, which became more and more moving.

Xiao Junchen's eyes were deep, his big hand gently caressed her waist, and the corners of his mouth had a subtle arc.

Fang Zhiyu's heart was like a lively deer, "Plop, plop!"

The man's eyes looked like he was going to eat her into his stomach, and she pursed her lips a little uncomfortably, and her lips, which were slightly swollen from the kiss, were a little hot.

"Go to the bedroom?" Xiao Junchen raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of darkness in his deep voice.

Sensing the other party's meaning, Fang Zhiyu's gaze wandered, "No, my eldest aunt is here." ”

The man chuckled, and his big hand gradually moved up, bringing a shudder wherever he passed.

A large hand reached in front of her, hooking her jaw, and their eyes collided in the air, intertwined.

"I can understand that when it's convenient, you can do it. ”

Fang Zhiyu's cheeks flew with a slanted red, and the hand on her side tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

The man didn't intend to let her go, and his low and gorgeous voice was a little bewitching, "Huh?"

"I don't know!" she replied a little helplessly, seeing that Xiao Junchen seemed to want to say something more annoying, she pushed the other party away violently and threw down a sentence, "I'll go first!

Looking at the other party's slightly hasty back, Xiao Junchen smiled helplessly, picked up his mobile phone and notified the assistant to send Fang Zhiyu away.

After a moment, Fang Zhiyu half-leaned back in her chair, her eyes a little dull looking at the neon lights flashing outside the window.

The message sent before has only now been replied, "I'm still on the crew, what's wrong?"

After leaving the Xiao family, she felt more and more flustered, so she wanted to chat with Qiao Shiman, looking at the reply, she paused for two seconds, and suddenly said, "Send me to the crew." ”

The driver was a little embarrassed, "However, Mr. Xiao explained that he must send you home." ”

Thinking of the way all emotions seemed to be dominated by a man just now, Fang Zhiyu gave a cold look, "You just tell him that I'm going to the crew, or you just park here." ”

The driver paused for a few seconds and silently turned the steering wheel.

When Fang Zhiyu arrived at the crew, just after the filming was over, she went to the exclusive dressing room to find Qiao Shiman.

The assistant and the agent both went out, she sat on the side and watched the other party remove her makeup, but her eyes were involuntarily a little trance, and the man's handsome face seemed to be still in front of her.

"What are you thinking?" said Qiao Shiman with a smile as she suddenly leaned closer.

She snapped back to her senses, remembered the scene that had just flashed in her mind, and said uncomfortably, "Hmm? ”

Qiao Shiman looked at her slightly red face and the slight swelling of the corners of her lips, and smiled meaningfully.

"Manman, what are you laughing at?" Fang Zhiyu looked at the other party inexplicably, completely unaware that she had been exposed.

"The corners of the mouth," Qiao Shiman nodded in the air, deliberately prompting her, "It's swollen." ”

Fang Zhiyu's face turned even redder, and she raised her hand to cover her lips, a little embarrassed, "Ah, this is, that ......"

"I know, I saw it," she smiled mysteriously, "Mr. Xiao's love dessert." ”

"Hehe, he's just here to visit the class. Fang Zhiyu smiled dryly.

"Are you here to visit the class?" or are you here to visit ......" Qiao Shiman deliberately sold off, "what about someone?"

Seeing that Fang Zhiyu was speechless for a while, she smiled again, "Someone blushed." ”

Fang Zhiyu raised her hand in surrender and said, "I lost, don't make fun of me." ”

She covered her lips and smiled, "What are you shy, you two little couples, how sweet and sweet." ”

"Manman, it's not that you don't know, the two of us are ......" Fang Zhiyu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Really?" Qiao Shiman tilted his head, "I don't think Mr. Xiao wants to be a superficial husband and wife now, Xiao Yu, can you be sure, your heart?"

Fang Zhiyu shook her head and fell into deep thought for a while.