Although Zhao Qichen agreed to meet with Zang Yue, after all, the matter of Xiaopang has been suspected on Mars's head, so he still has to be careful.

The agreed time is tomorrow, and the most important thing at the moment is to look at the surveillance and find clues in the surveillance to prove the suspicion of Mars's existence.

"I've watched it two days ago, and I haven't found anything."

Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran sat in the training room, and each of them had a computer in front of them.

After dealing with other people's affairs, Zhao Qichen didn't forget the slap he was facing just now.

After the two of them finished discussing business, they were now sitting next to each other in chairs, but Zhao Qichen didn't take the initiative to say a word.

Is this slap really a thing?

As a man, and with a character like Zhao Qichen, how could he take this slap in his eyes.

But if the person who slapped him was Lin Qiuran, it would be different.

A man in love, you can't do it.

To make the other party feel how much he has been wronged, as long as it is within a reasonable range, the better it is.

Isn't falling in love just trying to be pretentious?

As the saying goes, a husband who doesn't want to have a daughter-in-law is not a good husband.

I haven't taken action yet, I just got into the quilt and didn't do anything, but I was slapped firmly.

Although Zhao Qichen has no experience in love, he still understands the truth that he can't "manage his wife".

Men should have their own dignity.

Therefore, no matter how Lin Qiuran coaxed him on the side, Zhao Qichen really kept Lin Qiuran aside.

"Are you really angry?"

Although Zhao Qichen's eyes were staring at the computer, his mind was not on the monitoring at all.

Lin Qiuran didn't make a move, thinking that it was not a way to hold back his emotions all the time, and the monitoring in front of him couldn't be seen at all.

She lowered her head and secretly took out her mobile phone while Zhao Qichen was taking advantage of it.

Now I can only call for help from Qiao Siqi.

[Jianghu emergency! 】

Since the last time Lin Qiuran and Zhao Qichen had a serious angry quarrel, Lin Qiuran contacted Qiao Siqi for help, and the life of the two of them who lost contact has ended.

Now they share some daily routines with each other on WeChat every day.

[What's the matter?]

Qiao Siqi almost replied in seconds.

[My boyfriend is angry again, what to do, online, etc.] 】

At that time, Qiao Siqi was actually secretly playing with her mobile phone while receiving a saliva baptism in the conference room.

Seeing this sentence on Lin Qiuran's chat screen, she couldn't help laughing.

Receiving the simultaneous eye reminder from the surroundings, Qiao Siqi immediately made an apologetic gesture.

With a look in her eyes, Qiao Siqi lowered her head and typed quickly:

[Less, what kind of boyfriend are you, why are you angry every day? ] 】

Lin Qiuran secretly glanced at Zhao Qichen next to him.

puffed out his cheeks slightly, for fear that others would not know that he was angry.

[I don't know, but it's a chick]

Lin Qiuran was secretly proud in his heart.

She felt that she had a leg with Dandong anyway, and she couldn't be considered a maternal solo for so many years.

[Do you believe this kind of nonsense? 】

Anyway, Qiao Siqi didn't believe that Zhao Qichen didn't have a girlfriend before Lin Qiuran.

Without any experience in love, he easily heated up Lin Qiuran's frozen iceberg?

Who will believe it?

It's just that Lin Qiuran, a micro-idiot in love, can really take this out seriously.

[Quick moves, don't talk nonsense]

Yo, the temper is quite big.

Qiao Siqi snorted coldly in her heart.

Plastic sisterhood.

So she found a bunch of guides from the Internet and shared them with Lin Qiuran directly.

[Read it yourself first, don't understand it and ask again]

Yo hey, Lin Qiuran smacked his tongue.

Is he really a teacher?

Lin Qiuran did not reply to Qiao Siqi's WeChat, and directly clicked on a link at the top titled "How to get your boyfriend to a weak leg".

Sure enough, the content of the text is as dirty as the title.

Lin Qiuran chose some of these methods that she could accept and put them into practice on Zhao Qichen.

Zhao Qichen had been secretly observing Lin Qiuran's movements before, and when he saw her suddenly turn her head to face him, he immediately pretended that he was concentrating on the computer screen.

Lin Qiuran's little hand poked here and touched there, Zhao Qichen was still a slightly itchy person, so he could only keep his face from laughing.

He kicked his legs on the ground and moved the gaming chair back.

"Don't be angry~"

Lin Qiuran has tried his best to coax as said in the link, "the eyes should be warm, and the tone should be soft".

Because in Lin Qiuran's point of view, only if you don't leave dignity for others will you hit others in the face.

Although he was unintentionally alert, it was right to bow his head.

Zhao Qichen's face finally eased a little.

"Hmph."

Single-word syllable sounds.

It's better than not saying a word.

"Don't be angry, I can't even concentrate on watching the surveillance footage......"

Zhao Qichen glanced at Lin Qiuran with slanted eyes.

Seeing that the big pig's trotters in front of him were finally moved, Lin Qiuran took the initiative to raise his face to meet him.

"Let's chirp" took a bite and plopped it on Zhao Qichen's face.

Zhao Qichen put his hands on Lin Qiuran's face and rubbed them vigorously.

"For the sake of your sincerity, I will spare you this time."

After speaking, Zhao Qichen pulled Lin Qiuran over, held the back of her head, and kissed her heavily.

Lin Qiuran didn't have time to react, and Zhao Qichen's tongue took advantage of the situation to burrow into her mouth.

Feeling the anger on the man in front of him who had not yet had time to completely reduce, Lin Qiuran's breathing gradually became disordered.

Zhao Qichen's hands gradually moved down and grabbed Lin Qiuran's side waist.

Lin Qiuran's body tensed suddenly.

From the toe to the scalp.

……

Lin Qiuran was half-lying on the backrest, Zhao Qichen was half-kneeling on the chair on one knee and grabbed Lin Qiuran's arm with both hands and raised it above his head.

After a short period of separation, Zhao Qichen once again stepped forward.

Lin Qiuran silently responded to this sudden action, and couldn't help but let out a whimper.

In this quiet air, this whimper is particularly ambiguous.

Zhao Qichen stretched out his tongue and licked Lin Qiuran's lips back and forth, as if he was tasting a unique taste of the world.

……

Feeling his increasingly out-of-control emotions, Zhao Qichen gritted his teeth and cursed.

"......"

Lin Qiuran's misty eyes gradually returned to clarity.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Qichen let go of the hands that were clamping Lin Qiuran.

"Aren't you going on?"

Lin Qiuran's voice was soft, and he asked tentatively.

"Keep up the fart, every time I get angry, it lights up the fire, and it looks like I'm trying to get intimate by throwing a tantrum......"

Zhao Qichen's tone was sullen.

As he spoke, he seemed to be punitive, and slapped Lin Qiuran's ass a few times.

Lin Qiuran exclaimed in pain, and muttered in his mouth:

"What kind of person, I blame others for a lot of inner drama......"