Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen: My Angel
"You provoked me first." Jun Xuanche's face is like a carving, and his facial features are divided into yin, and his angular face is handsome and abnormal.
But the inadvertent light in his eyes made Qin Ling shrink subconsciously.
The danger and heat emanating from the man's body at this time made Qin Ling stunned.
Jun Xuanche approached step by step, and the man's scorching breath rushed to his face.
After coming back to her senses, Qin Ling returned to her usual flamboyance, and took off her coat ambiguously.
Jun Xuanche narrowed his eyes, and the danger in his eyes was particularly gloomy.
Qin Ling hooked her lips and neatly covered her clothes over the man's head.
Jun Xuanche took off his clothes expressionlessly, covering the imminent movement of the lower part.
Yun Shuya hugged Bai An'an, wearing a suit, but like a child, he completely released his nature.
Bai An'an remained silent until he watched Yun Shuya win to the end, and his funny and somewhat embarrassed expression didn't he laugh out loud.
Yun Shuya hugged Bai An'an and touched the tips of the little girl's hair.
Bai Anan smiled and took the initiative to step forward and hug the man.
Yun Shuya chuckled, his eyebrows full of warmth.
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Bai Qian hurriedly hung up the light brain in her hand, a little in a trance.
Wang Yaxin on the side patted Bai Qian's shoulder, "Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" Today's day was not in good spirits. ”
Bai Qian sighed, "I saw An'an's father." ”
Wang Yaxin couldn't help but exclaim, "What! ”
"I know An An needs a father, but I don't know how to deal with him now."
Wang Yaxin stepped forward and hugged Bai Qian, but let go of her in three seconds, "Don't think too much, just follow your heart, you won't be wrong." ”
Bai Qian was silent, lowered her head and did not speak.
Wang Yaxin turned around and suddenly remembered something: "Qianqian, that Huang Zekai sent flowers again." ”
Bai Qian subconsciously frowned, and the door was pushed open.
A handsome man with outstanding facial features, coupled with a pure white shirt, is even more magnificent.
Huang Zekai took a large bouquet of roses and walked out slowly like a nobleman.
There was an unstoppable affection in his eyes, and the pupils were a little sparkling hazel.
"Sissi, when do you get off work?"
"Do you want to go to the movies together?"
The man's words were full of tenderness, and the affection revealed was not concealed at all.
Bai Qian frowned, "Mr. Huang, I don't think our relationship is so familiar." ”
Huang Zekai had a faint smile on his face, "Sissi, let's talk about cooperation after watching the movie?" ”
For a moment, the scene froze.
Bai Qian frowned, still shirking, "Mr. Huang, I'm ...... today"
Wang Yaxin showed a flawless smile and opened her mouth to solve the siege, "Mr. Huang, Qian Qian and I have an appointment today, let's make an appointment with you another day." ”
Huang Zekai handed the roses in his hand to Bai Qian, and elegantly dropped a light kiss on the back of her hand.
"Glad to meet you, my angel."
Bai Qian withdrew her hand uncomfortably and nodded perfunctorily.
Huang Zekai lowered his eyes, and the flashes in his eyes were inevitable.
Bai Qian processed the last document and prepared to leave work with roses.
Huang Zekai followed, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "I'll send you." ”
Bai Qian was silent all the way downstairs, refused his invitation to send her, and hesitated to say goodbye to Huang Zekai.