"Oh......" Jin Haoyong sighed softly, "I don't know." ”

This conversation is unusually familiar, Yan Yijun said it in front of Situ Hao.

Zhan Yao sighed secretly, did Jin Haoyong want to die, and he dared to say such arrogant words to the young master.

Jin Haoyong seemed to feel that the car was instantly frozen, strange, the air conditioner was not turned down very low, why was it so cold.

Zhou Qiyin turned his head and thought about Jin Haoyong, this second goods, one tendon, no wonder he couldn't catch up with Shui Dexiang, if his brain could catch up with Shui Dexiang, he wouldn't have chased for so long.

"Jin Haoyong, you don't know me, it's not strange, there will be a hundred ways for you to know me."

Jin Haoyong was vaguely aware of a bad premonition, he had been abroad for a long time, and he rarely knew about domestic affairs, except for Shui Dexiang.

Even his family has a lot of money, which he only learned about after he returned to China.

Zhou Qiyin glanced at Jin Haoyong with sympathetic eyes, hoping that he would not regret what he said today.

When the car was going down the mountain, a Maserati happened to pass by, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but Jin Haoyong stared at the car nervously.

"Jin Haozhi is back?" Yan Yijun saw Jin Haoyong scared into that ghost, and asked him with disgust.

Kim Ji-yong nodded, and saw the car getting farther and farther away from the rearview mirror, so he put his heart down and breathed a sigh of relief.

After sending Jin Zhiyong to the airport, when he returned to the hotel, Yan Yijun still didn't let go of the little villain.

"My palms are sweaty." Zhou Qiyin said disgustedly.

"Then I'll wipe it for you." Yan Yijun let go of the little villain's hand and wiped her hand on his shirt a few times.

Originally, it was still a normal wiping, but Yan Yijun slowly moved her hand up and moved it to the position of her left chest.

"Do you hear anything?" The magnetic voice of the soulful model, facing the eyes of the little villain.

"Heartbeat?" Zhou Qiyin raised his eyebrows, what sound can he have besides his heartbeat?

"No, that's the voice of my heart for you." Yan Yijun smiled happily and continued to add, "I will always beat for you until I die." ”

Zhou Qiyin's expression was cold, she couldn't see what she was thinking, and before she could answer, her hand was pulled away by him, and slowly moved down, moving to a hard place......

"This will always be the ...... for you" Yan Yijun laughed evilly, seeing that the little villain's calm face finally had other expressions, and then he had a sense of accomplishment.

"Yan Yijun, if you don't go hooligan for a day, you just have itchy skin, right?" Zhou Qiyin found that the more she was afraid of him molesting, the more he would tease her.

It's better to be more rogue than him, besides, he doesn't look bad, and she doesn't suffer.

Holding it tightly through his pants, it seems that he has the urge to pinch and burst.

Yan Yijun raised his eyebrows, "Little villain, are you serious?" ”

"Let's see if he's fighting or if I'm punching hard." Zhou Qiyin raised his head, his eyes hooked, with a provocative look.

"Oh?" Yan Yijun felt her strength, and was not in a hurry to let go, but held the tower tightly with his hand, "Then I'll see if you're soft, or my palm is soft." ”

"......" Zhou Qiyin was defeated, let go of him, and pushed him away.

"I think we can keep competing." Yan Yijun touched his palm with his other hand, and the touch seemed to be still vivid, and he hadn't felt it enough.

"Than what?" Zhou Qiyin was not afraid to compete with him, but he was afraid that he would suddenly play a hooligan.

"Guess the box, take off a piece of clothing if you lose."

"......" Zhou Qiyin looked at his eyes, with a brightness like starlight, and the words that came out of his mouth were not obscene at all, and even felt very tempting.