"One idea a day." Qiao Sinian lowered her head and kissed her lips.

There was also the aroma of tea on her lips, which was clear and shallow, and charming.

Ye Jiaqi took the opportunity to hook his neck, rubbed his little head between his neck, and a wet and hot kiss was printed on his neck and ears.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she approached him and whispered in his ear: "Do you do it?"

"Please please me?" Qiao Sinian raised her eyebrows and looked at her who was so close to her.

The two were very close, almost facing each other.

Ye Jiaqi smiled, his eyebrows and eyes bent: "Yes, please please the financial backer and you will have no worries about food and drink."

Qiao Sinian leaned over, pressed her lips and sealed it with a kiss.

The warm kiss spread on the sofa, like the ripples of spring water, spreading layer by layer.

Ye Jiaqi's body soon softened under his kiss, and he nestled in his arms like a kitten, lazy and let him hold it.

Her soft little hands rubbed against his waist, and her long eyelashes moved slightly.

However, after a kiss, Josnian let her go.

There is no next move.

"Go to play by yourself, I'll work first, huh?" Qiao Sinian coaxed her.

Ye Jiaqi nodded, with a little disappointed in his eyes, but he still tidied his hair and sat upright.

But she couldn't bear to leave him, so she pestered him and said, "Can you sit next to you?"

"what ever."

Ye Jiaqi refused to leave and sat beside him with warm tea.

Qiao Sinian was working aside, so she looked at him and occasionally looked at magazines.

After a while, Qiao Sinian's cell phone rang.

He put down his tablet and walked to the window with his cell phone.

Ye Jiaqi continued to flip through the fashion magazines in her hand. They were all brought by Qiao Sinian for her, and told him what she liked.

The clothes and shoes in the magazine are all very beautiful, but she likes them as long as the gifts Josnian bought for her.

He also knew her size and preferences well and could easily choose what she liked.

She looked through fashion magazines for a while, and then through food magazines for a while.

Qiao Sinian was still on the phone, and she seemed to hear Song Shaoyan's name vaguely.

Song Shaoyan?

Ye Jiaqi paused and the movements of flipping through the magazine stopped.

About five or six minutes later, Qiao Sinian walked back to the sofa, with a deep look on her face, and the light in her eyes could not be seen at first sight.

He put his cell phone on the table, as if he was thinking about it, his face unpredictable.

Ye Jiaqi's lips moved, but he still asked, "Whose phone number?"

"friend."

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi said carefully, "I heard Song Shaoyan's name."

Qiao Sinian didn't say anything, and his face was calm.

"I didn't listen to it on purpose." She waved her hand quickly, "I don't have the habit of eavesdropping on your phone. I don't have this bad habit when I've been with you for so long. I just heard it over-intentionally..."

"There is nothing shameful on my phone, it doesn't matter if you hear it." Qiao Sinian said.

"I know." Ye Jiaqi approached him, "Is it Song Shaoyan's phone number?"

"No, Shao Yan's younger brother Shao Jun's phone number."

Ye Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, and had a bad premonition in his heart slipped through.

She saw that Qiao Sinian's face had been calm, and she had been gloomy since she called, like the sky covered with dark clouds.

"Is it... something happened to Song Shaoyan?" Ye Jiaqi asked bluntly.

Her premonition...maybe right.
Chapter completed!