"It's none of your business. Pei Tingyuan said simply and straightforwardly, "Excuse me, my wife and I still have something to do." ”

Lu Yang smiled, his burning gaze fell on Qiao Xihe's body, and he slowly spoke: "I'm just concerned about my friend, do you need help with your affairs?"

"No, you don't. Pei Tingyuan refused simply and bluntly, he didn't want to entangle with him now.

"Oh well. Lu Yang didn't dwell on it much, and nodded slightly to Qiao Xihe, "I'll talk about it when I have time in the future." ”

Qiao Xihe didn't squeak, and now he was in no mood to deal with this man at all.

Obviously, Pei Tingyuan didn't want to talk to Lu Yang anymore, and walked out of the venue with Qiao Xihe.

Lu Yang didn't catch up, and turned his head to greet him.

The protagonists have something at all, and the gossipy people sigh silently and continue to do their own things.

Pei Tingyuan took Qiao Xihe all the way to the door of the hotel, and the driver happened to drive the car and stopped steadily in front of them.

Qiao Xihe felt like a sack, and he was stuffed into the back seat of the car.

"Pei Tingyuan!" she protested.

"Huh?" Pei Tingyuan sat next to her, and in the midst of her protests, he closed the car door lightly, "What's the matter, Qiaoqiao." ”

Qiao Xihe said: "You are restricting my personal freedom!"

Pei Tingyuan replied with a smile: "We're just going home." ”

Qiao Xihe tried the car door on her side, and as expected, the car door was locked, and it was impossible to open it no matter how hard she tried.

"Click", and then Pei Tingyuan pulled down the baffle between the front and rear rows, and the small back seat of the car became an independent and claustrophobic space.

The alarm bell in Qiao Xihe's heart rang loudly, and he subconsciously shrank back.

However, a second later, Pei Tingyuan had already been bullied, and then her mouth was blocked by something warm and soft.

After a while, Pei Tingyuan let go of her for a while, "I think, only in this way you can't speak, right?"

Qiao Xihe "whined" twice, used his hands and feet together, and waved wildly, trying to drive away the man who was pressing on him.

However, the bodies of the two of them seemed to be magnets, sucking together tightly, and her strength was particularly small, especially Pei Tingyuan's kiss was domineering and strong, and then, her hands were also controlled by him, and she could only passively bear the invasion like a storm.

Pei Tingyuan bit Qiao Xihe's lips, as if it was a sweet candy, tirelessly asking for delicious food.

This action brings not only physical emotion, but also a subtle feeling -

The woman in her arms is completely and truly her own.

He hoped that Qiao Xihe could understand that everything he did was for her good, unlike those stupid control freaks, he had analyzed everything rationally.

But why can't Jojo understand his hard work?!

The more he thought about it, the more frantic he became, and the movements on his mouth did not stop.

Because of his feelings, in Pei Tingyuan's kiss and touch, Qiao Xihe was confused, gradually relaxed his guard, put his body into soft water, nested softly in Pei Tingyuan's arms, accepted his caressing, and then couldn't help but raise his head, and what came into his eyes was the blue sky outside the car window.

So clear.

She was agitated, and suddenly came back to her senses.

They are now not in their bedrooms, but in ...... A car driving on a busy street.

Although the person outside the window can't see anything in the car, ......

Qiao Xihe's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he struggled again.

happened to kiss until she was about to lose her breath, Pei Tingyuan stepped back a little, allowing her to take the opportunity to protest: "Pei Tingyuan, this is on the street!"

Pei Ting smiled indifferently, his eyes were full of Qiao Xihe's red cheeks, "What does it matter, what they can't see, now, it only belongs to the two of us, the world of two people." ”

Qiao Xihe saw that he was about to kiss him again, and twisted his shoulders a few times awkwardly.

Pei Tingyuan didn't care so much, and kissed the red lips that fascinated him again.

However, he took into account Qiaoqiao's feelings, so he kissed directly and made no further movements.

Fortunately, he had made a very wise choice of the apartment, and he was not tormented, and after ten minutes, the car was already parked in the underground garage of the apartment.

He took out a spare suit, draped it on Qiao Xihe's body, and then directly picked up the person horizontally and strode towards the elevator.

Qiao Xihe glanced around in a panic, "Pei Tingyuan, there are people!"

"Nope. Pei Tingyuan said with great certainty.

Qiao Xihe couldn't wait to burrow into the soil, his head hung low, and he buried it in Pei Tingyuan's neck.

Pei Tingyuan's smile deepened, and he liked his current posture quite a bit.

He hugged Qiao Xihe, took the elevator, and returned home unimpeded, and after closing the security door with his feet, he walked into the bedroom quickly, put the person on the bed gently, and then pressed it again.

"Jojo. Pei Tingyuan called softly, caressing her cheeks, and then slowly moved downstream, from soft cheeks to chins to smooth necks.

The zipper of the skirt was still loose, so as long as his fingers were gently hooked, then she was going to have a big time.

In the few minutes from the underground parking lot to returning home, Qiao Xihe had already sobered up a little from his lust, and thought of their conflict today, no matter how their relationship was, but their problem had not been solved.

I just want to be a pimple, firmly standing on my heart, I can't erase it, I can't dissolve it, and it's extremely uncomfortable.

Qiao Xihe turned his head slightly, and avoided Pei Tingyuan's kiss.

"Ting Yuan, let's explain things clearly first, I can ......"

"In a two-person world, there is no need for anything else, and the name of a third person. Pei Tingyuan interrupted her, and then kissed Qiao Xihe's already somewhat red and swollen lips again.

"Woo-" Qiao Xihe only came to "wail".

Pei Tingyuan's slender fingers gently hooked her skirt, Qiao Xihe felt a chill in her chest, and before she could raise her hand to cover it, Pei Tingyuan's body moved, and her lips fell on her neck.

A tingling sensation flowed up and down his body in an instant, Qiao Xihe's body trembled, and he couldn't help but hum softly.

The voice was tactful and long, the love fire ignited in Pei Tingyuan's eyes was even more vigorous, and the movements on his hands and mouth became more forceful, "Qiaoqiao, I love you......"

"Hmm......" Qiao Xihe couldn't say normal words at all when he teased him, "Court, court......"

Pei Tingyuan hooked his lips and smiled, and another kiss fell between her eyebrows, "Let me love you well......"