The chief has ordered: must marry

Qin Youyou ran over with Bubbles in his arms, patted the car window with his body, and said apologetically, "Sir, I'm sorry that it affected your driving just now. I'm really sorry. I will hold on to the traction next time."

Because of her guilty conscience, Qin Youyou didn't dare to look directly at the people in the car. She thought that rich people who drive luxury sports cars have bad tempers. In order to avoid being scolded by the car owner, Qin Youyou hurriedly apologized, hugging Bubble turned and ran away.

"Wait." A majestic but magnetic voice made Qin Youyou stand still in an instant.

It's over, and I still have to be scolded! "You brat!" Qin Youyou complained in a low voice, pinched the tip of Bubble's nose lightly, and turned around slowly.

"I'm sorry..." Qin Youyou saw the man opposite, and her throat was immediately stuck.

This is a man who is so cold that it makes people shiver. He has the kind of powerful aura that only supermodels have, but his appearance is obviously much higher than those supermodels with slightly stiff facial features. He is wearing a royal blue suit and is well cut Very delicate, a pair of long legs are really conspicuous in the dark.

Qin Youyou was even more flustered. He was not easy to mess with this handsome guy, he looked like a golden-bellied black man with Virgo traits all over his body.

"Woooo—" Bubble seemed to be shocked by Lan Enyi's powerful aura, and cried a few times in Qin Youyou's arms.

Qin Youyou gently stroked Bubbles, and smiled stiffly, "Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now."

"What's your name?" Lan Enyi asked, looking directly at Qin Youyou.

Qin Youyou opened his mouth, then shook his head, "Sorry, we don't know each other."

"Your dog was almost hit by me, doesn't that count as acquaintance?" Lan Enyi's eyes were cold, with a trace of evil charm, making it hard to refuse.

Seeing that Qin Youyou was silent, Lan Enyi stepped forward and stopped less than three steps away from Qin Youyou, "Give me your phone number."

"I... don't have a phone." Qin Youyou frowned and fled with Bubbles in his arms.

The scene in the dream reappeared vividly in front of him, Lan Enyi frowned, feeling a little helpless in his heart, the simple thing is, that girl really existed, she was not just a dream.

Qin Youyou ran home holding Bubbles in one breath, leaning against the door panting, Qin Youyou said helplessly, "Bubbles, you really got into trouble tonight, that man wants my phone, he must be talking to me To retaliate, that kind of person has a black belly, and you are done."

Bubble blinked at Qin Youyou, jumped on the sofa to take a nap, and left Qin Youyou alone in the room to get confused.

A few hours later, Qi Tian came back, with a strong smell of alcohol, hugged Qin Youyou as soon as he entered the door, blocked Qin Youyou's lips before Qin Youyou could speak, and fell down on the sofa superior.

Qin Youyou panicked, and quickly pushed Qi Tian away, but unfortunately his lips were pushed away, and his body was still firmly pressed against Qin Youyou's body.

Qi Tian was breathing alcohol, his eyes were burning, "Yuyou, it's been three years, are you still hesitating?"

Qin Youyou was very embarrassed, and said falteringly, "Qi Tian, ​​do you still have class tomorrow morning? Go back quickly, it's getting late."

"Hehe, you want to drive me back less than 5 minutes after I entered the door? What do you mean?" Qi Tian sneered, and brought his lips together again.

"Qi Tian!" Qin Youyou hurriedly reached out to cover Qi Tian's hot lips, and said embarrassingly, "Qi Tian, ​​you drank too much."

Qi Tian stared straight at Qin Youyou, and asked seriously, "Yuyou, when are you willing to give it to me?"

"Ask this question again?" Qin Youyou couldn't help but sneezed, the smell of alcohol made her nasal cavity uncomfortable.

"Answer me." Qi Tian looked at Qin Youyou seriously.

Qin Youyou paused, but still said that sentence, "Isn't it good when you get married?"

Qi Tian smiled stiffly, let go of Qin Youyou, got up and sat beside him, looking up at the ceiling.

Qin Youyou bit her lip, and asked cautiously, "Qi Tian, ​​are you angry?"

Qi Tian turned to look at Qin Youyou, and said expressionlessly, "Yuyou, you don't love me much, do you?"

"No, of course not!" Qin Youyou sat next to Qi Tian anxiously, holding his strong arm with some excitement, "What does loving someone have to do with that? I am destined to be yours, what are you worried about? "

Qi Tian stretched out his hand to hold Qin Youyou in his arms, and said with a wicked smile, "Yes, why not now?" Qi Tian said, pushing Qin Youyou down on the sofa again, his hands began to crazily tear Wearing Qin Youyou's clothes.

"Qi Tian! Qi Tian, ​​don't be like this! Calm down..." Qin Youyou yelled anxiously, she knew that Qi Tian was extremely impulsive now, and he had drunk so much wine, he must not be able to listen to her own words, so Qin Youyou Yoyo pushed Qi Tian hard.

Helplessly, the fitness coach's skills were not in vain. Qin Youyou's T-shirt was torn off in less than a minute, revealing her attractive shoulders.