He didn't force it, and after kissing her on the forehead again, he turned to get dressed.

threw the bath towel on the velvet blanket at his feet in front of Qiao Xiang, not minding Qiao Xiang looking at his body at all.

Qiao Xiang was standing not far from him, the lights in the bedroom were dazzling, and the beam of light fell on his wheat-colored back skin, showing his muscle texture clearly, the back that was still glowing with water, the narrow and thin waist, the sexy waist socket, and the tight and straight male buttocks...... Qiao Xiang retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and rubbed his forehead with his hand.

Yan Ruisen put on his pants first, and after buttoning the belt, he picked up his shirt and turned to face Qiao Xiang while wearing it, seeing that her face was flushed, her thin lips were pursed, and she said coldly, "What are you staring at me with that kind of look, you want to eat me?" ”

“……”

Qiao Xiang didn't want to answer his words, so he picked up the water cup he was resting on the chest of drawers and walked out, "I'll go down first." ”

Seeing her slender and stiff back flickering by, the corners of Yan Ruisen's lips hooked up a shallow arc.

With two buttons left on the front of his shirt and putting his watch back on, Yan Ruisen went to the closet to get a coat and walked out of the bedroom, casually tucking his wallet into his trouser pocket.

He didn't plan to stay at home tonight.

Going down the stairs with one hand in his pocket, he saw Qiao Xiang standing in front of the water dispenser outside the kitchen from a distance, drinking water from the cup he had just drunk.

Qiao Xiang's petite and delicate figure fell into his eyes, and he just stood on the stairs and didn't go any further.

She used to be a lot fatter than now, a nineteen-year-old girl, with some flesh on her fair cheeks, more immature and pure, now Qiao Xiang has transformed from a girl to a mature woman, although she is only twenty-five years old, but she has long lost the childishness of the day with a smile.

For some reason, Yan Ruisen missed Qiao Xiang more and more.

Probably sensing that someone was watching her, Qiao Xiang half-turned to face Yan Ruisen on the stairs, and looked at her, Yan Ruisen took a few steps down the stairs.

"Aren't you sick, I'll just go back by myself." Qiao Xiang put down the cup and said to him.

The man had already held her hand, pulled her up and walked out, "It's just a little cold, so you can't drive." ”

Qiao Xiang got on Yan Ruisen's brown cayenne, sat firmly, and when he fastened his seat belt, a shadow fell from above, and when Qiao Xiang looked up, the man's sexy thin lips had already coincided with her pink lips.

Qiao Xiang blinked his eyes twice, then closed his eyes, and naturally raised his hand to his waist.

I like him very much, I like him so much that I can't resist all his behaviors, and if it's reasonable and unreasonable, Qiao Xiang can take it all.

After lingering for a while, Yan Ruisen slowly let go of her, twisted a few strands of hair on her forehead, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Did you miss me?" ”

Qiao Xiang pursed his lips, then nodded, "Well, I think." ”

She didn't hide her emotions, she really missed him, thought about his good and his bad, thought about his every expression, if she could, Qiao Xiang really wanted to tie him with a chain and let him be by her side at all times.

Qiao Xiang leaned up slightly and kissed his chin with a thin green beard, "I thought you really had to come back for more than half a month." ”

He pinched her face, turned to sit down, and started the car.

At ten o'clock, it was still late at night, and the streets were still full of traffic, but it was much smoother than the congestion during the day.

Yan Ruisen looked ahead, his side face was handsome and cold, Qiao Xiang glanced at him from time to time, and did not hide the woman's appreciation for the man's appearance in his eyes.

"Nothing to ask?" Yan Ruisen suddenly spoke.

Qiao Xiang looked at him again, and then looked at the front window of the car, "What is there to ask?" ”

Yan Ruisen nodded.

If not, forget it.

When he arrived at Renhe Apartment, Yan Ruisen ignored Qiao Xiang's stop and drove the car directly into the underground parking lot of the apartment, Qiao Xiang knew that he was going to go upstairs.

When he got upstairs, Qiao Xiang stood at the door of the house and took the key, and looked at him again before opening the door, "You better go back, Xiaohui will come back after the night shift in a while." ”

The man should not, one hand propped up the wall beside him, and Qiao Xiang's eyes were the valuable Vacheron Constantin on his wrist.

"Who am I affecting?" He let out a faint voice and glanced at her.

“……”

Qiao Xiang frowned slightly, if he held it in his hand and refused to open the door, "Why are you like this?" ”

"What's wrong with me?" 
As she spoke, the man had already snatched the key from her hand, directly found the largest one and inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it three times, and the door opened.

Qiao Xiang: "......"

Yan Ruisen pushed open the door, followed up with his own door, didn't dare to go in by himself, and dragged Qiao Xiang in and closed the door with a bang.

"There are no men's slippers." Qiao Xiang said.

"No problem."

He just wore leather shoes and went directly into the house, Qiao Xiang "fed", he ignored it.

Qiao Xiang stood at the door, sighed, and finally changed his shoes and went in.

went to his bedroom to put down his bag, came out to find Yan Ruisen, and found that he had consciously taken the remote control and turned on the TV.

It's just that his tall legs and noble appearance are so incompatible with this small house.

"When will your friend come back?" Yan Ruisen stared at the TV screen and asked her without squinting.

Qiao Xiang looked at the time, it was only half past ten, and Xu Hui's editorial department usually came back early in the morning if she worked the evening shift.

Qiao Xiang: "There will be a while. ”

"How long is a while?"

"What are you going to do?"

Qiao Xiang looked at him warily, and when his gaze deepened, he subconsciously took two steps back.

Yan Ruisen was amused by her appearance of guarding him, the corners of his lips gradually rose, he got up from the sofa and approached her step by step.

Qiao Xiang was forced into a corner by him, the man hugged her soft body with one hand, supported the wall with the other, and when he lowered his head to talk to her, his breath hit her face, making her whole face warm.

"Didn't you miss me? If you miss me, let me take care of you. ”

As soon as the words fell, she couldn't refuse, Yan Ruisen had already pinched her chin and kissed it, Qiao Xiang muttered a few times and pushed him a few times, but he didn't shake his determination at all, so he gave up.

The cream-white suit jacket that Qiao Xiang wore today had no buttons, and Yan Ruisen had already taken it off for her when he kissed her, and threw it directly on the ground.

Qiao Xiang knew before that he was definitely a master flirting when he was in bed, and he teased her to lose her armor and forget about it.

When Yan Ruisen's big hand roamed over her through her silk shirt, and then pulled her out of the hem of her black narrow-legged pants, Qiao Xiang's whole body hung on him, and he no longer had any strength.

"Finally, is there anything you want to ask me?"

His hot and wet lips pressed against Qiao Xiang's lips, his hand had already unbuttoned Qiao Xiang's pants, and he asked again in the car.

Qiao Xiang's head was groggy, lying on his shoulder with his eyes closed, he didn't even want to speak, lowered his head, and bit him hard.

Seeing that she still had this attitude, Yan Ruisen was a little annoyed in his chest, peeled off her pants and pulled them down, and the whole person was heavily pressed up.

His legs were exposed to the air, Qiao Xiang felt cold, and put it on him again, and the sound of him unbuttoning the metal buckle of the belt was in his ears, Qiao Xiang only felt dry and licked his lips.

In the next second, Yan Ruisen broke her face and kissed her again, this time there was no lingering or gentleness, like a storm, completely swept her senses.

When he was thrown on the bed, Qiao Xiang's skin was dyed pink all over his body.

On the way from the living room to the bedroom, the clothes of the two people were thrown everywhere, and Qiao Xiang never dared to open his eyes to look at the wandering wreckage in front of him.

Yan Ruisen pressed down again, his strong pressing made her tremble involuntarily, and the two small hands looked for his arm like a life-saving straw, and finally when the nails were embedded in his flesh, the two people fit together again, Qiao Xiang opened her big wet eyes, and at this moment, her heart seemed to have found a place to stop.

……

In the quiet room, a slender arm reached out from the quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.

The light gradually filled the vision, and the discomfort hit, and the lying man raised his hand and pressed it against his eyelids.

Qiao Xiang got out of the bed, didn't care if the man would stare at her, went barefoot to open the wardrobe, and took a set of clean pajamas out to wear.

There was a squirming movement in his ears, Yan Ruisen removed his arm, turned his head, and saw Qiao Xiang putting clothes on his body.

She glanced at him.

She has traces left by his murderous deeds, and he is not bad, full of her kiss marks, like planting strawberries.

Yan Ruisen lay there very quietly and looked at Qiao Xiang, his eyes were deep, his lips were bright, his posture was lazy and charming, and he was too sexy to describe.

Qiao Xiang's neck, chest, abdomen, and even the roots of his thighs and legs were mottled by Yan Ruisen, and Yan Ruisen looked very satisfied, but when the abdomen* was hooked again, he had an unbearable headache.

The cold worsened, he had a fever, he lay on the bed and didn't move, and he didn't realize that something was wrong with him until Qiao Xiang finished packing his clothes.

Qiao Xiang knelt on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch his forehead, the temperature burned her palm, and she was so frightened that she retracted her hand, "Ruisen, it's really serious, or I'll take you to the hospital, okay?" ”

Yan Ruisen closed his eyes and pulled her hand over and put it on his face, Qiao Xiang's hand was cold, and his palm was close to him to make him feel comfortable, "Isn't it normal for a big man to get sick occasionally?" What to fuss about! ”

He is a little impatient, it is estimated that he is also an irritable woman's mother-in-law, he knows his own body, there is no need to go to the hospital so troublesomely.

"It's not a fuss, you have to see a doctor when you're sick."

"I'm so serious that I'm going to see a doctor, and I just had the strength to make you high a few times. Tide? ”

“……”

Qiao Xiang bit his lower lip and glared at him, why is this person so annoying.

Seeing that he didn't eat oil and salt, Qiao Xiang could only go to the living room to get him antipyretic medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine, and after giving him food, he went to the bathroom to fetch water to wash his face.

"Qiao Xiang." Yan Ruisen called her.

Qiao Xiang ignored it.

He was so hateful just now, she didn't want to talk to him now.

Yan Ruisen waited for a long time and didn't hear a response from outside, he got up from the bed, kicked something as soon as he got out of bed, reached out to pick it up and took a look, and his eyes were cold at the moment.

Silver-white lighter with the inscription: For the Army.