The moment Ye Mian fell into his arms, Qiao Zhanbei felt extremely down-to-earth, but steadfastness was not enough, he wanted more, wanted to stick to her and do the most intimate thing.

He looked up, his thin, dry pale lips crushing hers, sucking on her breath that drove him crazy, opening his mouth and kissing her fiercely.

This was the first time he had taken the initiative to kiss her since he returned from disappearance.

"Hmm......"

The man's lips and tongue were full of strong hormonal breath, with a strong and mesmerizing tobacco smell, Ye Mian's heart trembled, like a tingling sensation of electric shock, rippling in his body wave after wave.

She kissed him back with palpitations, kissed and kissed, and faintly felt something hard against her......

Ye Mian was stunned.

Didn't he say that he couldn't be humane now? How can you still ......?

She thought distractedly.

Without her response, Qiao Zhanbei clasped the back of her head and deepened the kiss punitively, wild and passionate, as domineering as before.

Ye Mian couldn't resist him, let him dominate, and rise and fall in his kiss. He kissed and kissed because he burned too badly, lost his strength, and fell into a deep sleep.

This night, Ye Mian took care of him until three o'clock in the morning, he completely subsided his fever and sweated, she helped him scrub his body, change into a clean shirt, and then go back to his room to rest with confidence.

Qiao Zhanbei woke up and vaguely remembered that he had a fever last night, and Ye Mian took care of him, he slowly turned his head and looked to the side.

On the other side of the bed, it was empty, and she wasn't there.

A strong sense of loss surged over me.

In addition to being lost, he despised himself fiercely in his heart, saying that he would treat her as a sister, and when he had a fever, he hugged her and called his wife, and kissed her madly.

He also remembered that she and Uncle Sun were together to toss and lie down on his half-crippled body.

Qiao Zhanbei sighed helplessly.

In his heart, there are two forces pulling, one stems from his love for Ye Mian and his strong possessiveness, and the other stems from his inferiority complex due to physical disability.

Staying up late last night, Ye Mian didn't get up until late, and after she went downstairs, she wanted to see Qiao Zhanbei's situation for the first time, but saw him sitting at the dining table in the restaurant, looking at his laptop, and having a cup of steaming milk in his hand.

"Brother Qiao, morning! Has the fever subsided? She greeted him and asked about the situation.

Qiao Zhanbei raised his head, and looked at her generously and freely, without emotion, and his heart sank.

She seems to him as if she is still the attitude of a sister to her brother.

"Early, the fever has long subsided, last night...... Thank you. He replied in a slightly stiff tone, with a tentative hint in his heart.

"You're welcome, we're all brothers and sisters." Ye Mian said as he walked to the kitchen.

It's all brother and sister.

"Cough-" Listening to her words, Qiao Zhanbei almost choked on a mouthful of milk, he tried his best to hold back his cough, and his face was swollen and red.

She seemed to coax him last night, as if she kissed him back, and he didn't remember very well. I can't figure out whether she deliberately stimulated him, or if she really wanted to open and let go as her grandmother said.

Ye Mian brought breakfast from the kitchen, sat diagonally opposite him, and ate breakfast silently, without talking to him. Seeing that she was not very enthusiastic about him, Qiao Zhanbei couldn't get up or down in his heart, beating the drum.

"You're busy embroidering now?" After a long time, he broke the panicked silence and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.

"Well, as I said before, Old Lady Daman's order." When it came to Daman, she felt that she had deceived the old lady, at the beginning, she was impressed by her and Qiao Zhanbei's sincerity of being in the same boat through thick and thin, and never giving up.

Right now......

Qiao Zhanbei listened to her words and nodded, seeing that she was quite cold to him, he was stupid in his heart, and didn't say anything more.

Ye Mian had breakfast and went to work in the studio.

Qiao Zhanbei was working remotely at home, and little Qiaoqiao ran into the house after having enough of playing outside, only to see his father holding a video conference with a group of business elites in suits and leather shoes.

He was angry at the project team: "I turned a few pages of your group's project plan...... Three days later, if I don't see a plan that I can read, you will resign en masse and leave. ”

Dad looks so fierce, so cool.

Qiao Zhanbei saw the little princess of the Qiao family, the future heir of the Qiao family in his eyes, his cold expression softened a lot, and he patted the thigh at the villain and signaled.

Jojo quickly climbed up to his lap.

The elites who were all shocked by Mr. Qiao's cold face across the screen were frightened, and they didn't dare to breathe, and when they raised their eyes, they saw a little girl with a cold expression and a jade carving in the arms of the cold president.

The villain, who looked lost, was full of the same arrogance as Mr. Qiao across the screen.

Don't guess, it must be the little princess of the Qiao family.

The person in charge of the project team came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Mr. Qiao, don't worry, we will work overtime to complete the new project plan on time that satisfies you." ”

"This concludes today's meeting." Qiao Zhanbei finished talking and turned off the computer.

"When Qiaoqiao grows up, Dad will teach you to invest and teach you to do business, okay? In the future, when I grow up, I will help my father manage the company. ”

Looking at the little girl in his arms, her eyes flashing with wisdom, Qiao Zhanbei said softly.

I can't teach her how to roller skate, play basketball, or ride a bicycle...... Then teach her to study and teach her to do business.

At this moment, Qiao Zhanbei never thought that in the near future, teaching Qiao Qiao to inherit his father's business would become a hopeless thing.

Jojo replied as if he didn't understand, "Okay." ”

"In the future, I will travel the world with your mother and enjoy my old age in peace...... Jojo, let's pick up mom from work together. Qiao Zhanbei said, raising his wrist to look at his watch.

After a while, the father and daughter took Nuan Nuan together and got into the nanny car and went to Ye Mian's studio to pick her up from work.

One big and two small, when they arrived at the studio, they learned that Ye Mian had gotten off work, and the clerk said that she was going with a man, and the man's surname was Lu.

A man with the surname Lu.

Half an hour later, he found Ye Mian in the dining room on the top floor of the studio.

I also saw the man from last night.

At dusk, they sat on the terrace, with their backs to him, watching the sunset together, drinking and chatting.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at this scene through the glass with squinted eyes.

At this time, Ye Mian followed the phone and walked away, and only the man was left on the terrace.

Qiao Zhanbei drove over alone in a wheelchair, and when he got behind the man, he looked at the man's back similar to him, and his heart was inexplicably very uncomfortable.

Lu Yu noticed the gaze behind him, and he took a sip of sherry before slowly turning around.