Chapter 1109: In the future, my name is Duanmu Shiqi!
Wen Cheng's attention was drawn to the file.
But he was still a little worried about Yan Shiqi, and when he took the courier from her, he didn't forget to confirm again, "Are you really okay?" ”
Yan Shiqi sighed with his forehead, and the corner of his eye turned to the man, giving him a disgusting look.
She didn't want to blush either, but the fourth brother's actions just now made her think of the time when she served him in the bathroom......
Simply so!
The more Yan Shiqi thought about it, the more she felt hot, she calmed down, holding her lower abdomen with both hands, always reminding herself that she couldn't be confused by beauty, she was a person with a son!
Wen Chenghu's suspicious gaze turned around her face twice, and then she opened the document and took out the two signed confirmation letters inside.
She glanced at it hurriedly, "I don't have any problem, Duanmu Shucheng, it's much better than Wenshu Cheng." ”
Yan Shiqi forcibly precipitated his emotions, took the document and looked at it, "Then sign it, and ...... in the future I'm going to call it Duanmu Shiqi! This name is quite nice. ”
She loved it!
Wen Cheng and her eyes met, and the two sisters did not hesitate to take the pen and sign their names on the document.
After signing, Yan Shiqi took pictures of the two documents separately, and then sent them to his uncle Duanmu Pinglang on WeChat.
Wen Cheng looked at her movements, smiled knowingly, and her cold eyebrows also flashed with a warm color.
In the future, they will be the children of the Duanmu family.
Yan Shiqi put the document back in the file bag, and when he turned his head to the man, he heard him say, "It's not early, go back to the room to rest?"
After speaking, before she could react, Wen Cheng had already stood up with the current affairs, "Good night." ”
Yan Shiqi looked at the back of Wen Cheng striding up the steps, dumbfounded.
It's not half past eight, what a night!
Yan Shiqi rolled her eyes quietly, and looked at the man's interested gaze, her pupils shrank, but she was not hypocritical, and asked as if she had broken the jar: "You must thank you in another way?"
The man was in a lazy posture, leaning on the armrest on the side of the sofa with one hand, hooking his lips and smiling, "What does Mrs. Qin think?"
He didn't really want to make her hard, but it didn't prevent him from teasing her.
Hearing this, Yan Shiqi licked the corners of his mouth, and scratched his cheeks again with a flickering expression, "I think...... You can do it!"
The man's eyes narrowed, not expecting that she would really agree.
The atmosphere in the living room became particularly ambiguous because of their vague words.
Yan Shiqi is willing to do anything for the fourth brother from the bottom of his heart.
She never felt that such a thing as falling in love with each other was something that could not be said.
Naturally, she stood up, moved to the man's side, and sat down slowly.
With such close contact, her nostrils were full of the clear and good smell of the fourth brother's body.
Even she was a little distracted.
Yan Shiqi stepped forward, held his face, and kissed him his thin lips, "Let's go, take me back to the room!"
A deep streamer burst out of the man's deep and dark pupils, and he glanced at her burningly, and then kissed her the back of the head.
A kiss Fang Xiu, Yan Shiqi gasped lightly.
Their eyes met, and in the next moment, the man directly picked her up horizontally and walked to the second floor.
Then, as soon as I raised my eyes, the room was full of embarrassment.
At this moment, Wen Cheng was standing at the top of the stairs, neither advancing nor retreating.
She opened her mouth and pointed to the kitchen, "I want a bottle of water!"
Hearing the sound, Yan Shiqi, who was hugged by the princess, instantly stopped his shaking calves, nestled into the man's arms, and pretended to be asleep.
The man's face did not change, and he went upstairs with the inkstone, and when Wen Cheng staggered by, he reminded in a low voice, "It's cold at night, close the door." ”
Yan Shiqi who pretended to be asleep: "......"
The miserable Wen Cheng: "......"