At night, back to Linhu Bay, Yan Shiqi got out of the car and breathed a sigh of relief after stepping into the entrance.

Somewhat tired, she took the man's cloak off her shoulder, and before she could turn around, she was hooked by the man at the waist and fell into a cold embrace.

There was a chill in his arms, and his shoulders touched his suit, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.

Only then did he raise his hand to slap him, but the man reached out and pinched her wrist, put his arm around her back and imprisoned her in his arms, followed by a burst of kisses.

When he let go of her, the man's voice was hoarse, and he pressed it to her ear, his breath burning, "Wear less bandeau dresses in the future." ”

She didn't know how white the snow-white skin exposed by this dress on her body was as white as jade after reflecting the light.

Especially her slender waist, which is skinny and enchanting.

Tonight, too many men's burning eyes fell on her, a kind of displeasure that was coveted by someone who belonged to her.

Yan Shiqi pursed his lips, put down the hand around his neck, measured it at his waist, and then looked at him prettyly, "Isn't it good-looking?"

She thinks it's beautiful, her waist is tight, and her curves are exquisite, which perfectly sets off her height advantage.

The man's pupils lit a cluster of flames, his thumb brushing away the water from her lips, and the Adam's apple slid slightly.

Pretty!

Damn good-looking!

Nearly shattered his restrained forbearance.

The man's eyes were dark, and his fingertips slowly fell on her shoulders, caressing the tender white skin little by little, and Yan Shiqi's senses were touched everywhere he went.

I was trembling with nervousness!

Then, she heard the man say persistently: "It looks good, but the weather is cold, and you are not allowed to wear it in the future." ”

Well, she thinks she can give 100 points for this excuse.

It's clear that he's possessive.

Yan Shiqi's eyes were crystal clear, staring at the man's unchanging face, and he smiled faintly.

It's really a twisty and domineering man.

I don't want her to show her shoulders, just say it!

......

Yan Shiqi took a shower, changed into a loose nightdress and came out of the master bedroom.

As soon as I walked near the spiral staircase, I smelled a faint aroma.

When she went downstairs, she glanced into the kitchen and saw a man in a dressing gown standing in front of the glass table scooping porridge with a spoon in the bright kitchen hall.

His hair was still steaming, obviously just bathed, and the silk nightgown on his body set off his tall figure, and the warmth of home was revealed in his leisure.

It was a dark and cold autumn night outside, the lights in the kitchen room sprinkled on his body, and the air was steaming.

Her eyes were a little stupid, forgetting to react, and her eyes were full of him boiling porridge.

It seems that from the very beginning, since they established their relationship, the love he gave was always so gentle and delicate, not vigorous, but tender like water infected every minute.

In the bustling and impetuous society, if there is a person who hurts you to the bone, he is willing to put down his body for you and boil a bowl of heart-warming porridge in the middle of the night in autumn.

Yan Shiqi curled up her palms and rubbed her eyes, she felt that she might have recurred with the symptoms of a cold.

Otherwise, why is the tip of the nose so sour!

"Come and eat. ”

Man, when he turned his eyes, he saw her standing at the door of the restaurant, greeting her with the light.

Sitting at the table, Yan Shiqi looked at the porridge and side dishes in front of him, which were very simple and simple, irrigating all his gentle thoughtfulness.

She lowered her head and drank the porridge, moistening her throat with warmth.

There was no food preparation in the auction mansion, only a pastry buffet, and she really didn't eat anything.

After drinking two mouthfuls of porridge, Yan Shiqi raised his eyes to look at the man and asked, "When did you learn to cook?"

She has always been a little curious, as the fourth son of the Qin family, he should have no worries about food and clothing, and enjoy all the glory, how could he cook soup by himself?