The daughter of a thief: the CEO's darling

"Where is this going?" An Qian asked looking out the window, not on the way back to the apartment.

"The Leng family!"

"The Leng family?" An Qian shouted, "No, have you obtained my consent?"

Leng Feiye drove the car, calmly: "You've been tired all day today, and you want to sleep comfortably early, and tomorrow we have to take wedding photos, so you won't be tired if you run back and forth like this. I still find it troublesome."

An Qian: "..." At first, I thought this man had suddenly become more considerate, but it turned out that...you really can't expect anything.

However, thinking of the wedding photos, An Qian had a headache. Trying on clothes was a godsend, and it was really not a pleasant thing for her.

"Can we not take wedding photos?" An Qian looked at Leng Feiye with a look of lovelessness, with a bit of coquettish tone in her tone.

Leng Feiye glanced at her, and his tone became softer: "Don't worry, tomorrow won't be as tired as today, the clothes have been chosen, we just take a group photo."

It's not that Leng Feiye likes taking pictures so much, he just doesn't want An Qian to have any regrets, and of course he doesn't want himself to have any regrets.

Seeing that Leng Feiye was so persistent, An Qian didn't say anything else.

When the car drove into Leng's house, An Qian was already tired and fell asleep. Leng Feiye looked at the sleeping person and recalled the details of the two people's acquaintance. Although it was only a few months, for him, It has been one world for so long.

The appearance of the girl turned his life upside down, and the monotonous life began to become more meaningful.

Leng Feiye stroked her hair lightly, his movements were gentle and doting, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Leng Feiye got out of the car and carried An Qian out of the car. Maybe he was really tired during the day. Although Leng Feiye's movements were light enough, he still felt it. However, a person who is sleeping soundly now has no feeling , unconsciously found a comfortable position, and continued her dream.

Seeing the eldest young lady walking in with the person who was about to become the eldest young mistress, everyone felt unreal, held their breath, and dared not make a sound.

Leng Feiye ignored everyone and went upstairs with An Qian in his arms.

"Is this still the young master?"

"When was he so gentle?"

"That's the eldest grandma."

Several maids gathered together and began to discuss in low voices.

To act like this towards the young master of the Leng family is quite mysterious and unbelievable.

Leng Feiye put An Qian on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and kissed his good night. He had never been so firm in his heart as he is now, and suddenly found that he had fallen in love with this girl .

After a good night's sleep, the first ray of sunlight shone in in the morning. An Qian slightly opened her eyes. After a busy day yesterday, she felt refreshed after a long sleep.

Stretched: "Ah!" With a loud cry, the whole person felt much more comfortable.

"Are you awake, have you slept well?" The thick and magnetic voice came slowly.

An Qian turned her head, a handsome face was facing her.

"Ah... Leng Feiye, why are you on my bed?" An Qian jumped in and yelled in disbelief.

Leng Feiye slowly opened his eyes, and said calmly, "Take a good look, is this your bed or mine."

After being reminded by Leng Feiye, An Qian began to look around, only to realize that this is not her small apartment at all. She tried hard to recall, and then remembered that she followed Leng Feiye back to Leng's house yesterday, but slept in his apartment. What about the room?Why do you feel broken?I didn't drink alcohol yesterday either.

"Just...even if it's your bed, then you can't, you can't...sleep with me." An Qian stammered and finished speaking, feeling a little guilty, as if she had done something wrong. the same as myself.

Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his lips, he liked seeing An Qian in such distress, she was very cute and endearing.

"This is my room and my bed. You came here by yourself. How can you say it's my fault?" Leng Feiye said unhurriedly.

Forehead?
How do you make it look like he's the victim?

An Qian was stunned, is she so tough?

"Did you do anything to me?" An Qian looked herself up and down, and was relieved to find that she was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

"You should ask, did you do anything to me." Leng Feiye retorted.

An Qian's eyes widened with disbelief on her face: "What... what did I do to you?"

Seeing that An Qian seemed to believe it, the smile on the corner of Leng Feiye's mouth deepened: "Could it be that you have forgotten what you did to me last night?"

last night?An Qian tried hard to recall, but found that her mind was blank and she couldn't remember anything at all.

Leng Feiye said disappointedly: "It seems that you really can't remember anything. If you are responsible for me, you probably won't remember either."

"Responsible?" An Qian looked at Leng Feiye with a face full of monsters. What did she do yesterday?Responsible?What are you responsible for?I don't know what it is at all.

"Yeah, you were very tough last night." Leng Feiye said vaguely on purpose, making An Qian even more confused.

"Okay, we're getting married soon anyway, so let's count it as your responsibility to me." Leng Feiye got up, glanced at An Qian meaningfully, and strode out.

Now An Qian was left alone, standing on the bed, in a dazed state.

"Leng Feiye, what did I do last night?" This was the nth time An Qian asked this question.

But a certain aloof CEO always smiled without saying a word.

Come here today, yesterday's wedding dress has already been arranged, An Qian can come and try it on, if she is not satisfied with this one, Leng Feiye will probably really consider whether she wants to order one.

Looking at the wedding dress, An Qian entered the fitting room listlessly, and after a while, a girl in a long white gauze dress came out of the fitting room, as if by magic.

The floor-to-ceiling long yarn, embellished with diamonds, is noble and elegant, just like the princess in the castle.

Leng Feiye was dumbfounded, it could be described as beautiful.

"How is it? Is this one okay?" An Qian asked cautiously, for fear that someone would say, no, change another one, and she would really collapse.

An Qian's voice brought Leng Feiye back from his thoughts, her tone was flat, without any disturbance: "Okay, just this one."

An Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she look at herself in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction. She really looked good.

"Are the photographers ready?" Leng Feiye asked.

"It's all ready, we can rush to shoot now." The clerk at the side replied.

"Master, here is your dress." Another clerk brought over a white suit.

"Yeah!" Leng Feiye walked into the clothes fitting.

An Qian was sitting on the sofa, eating dessert, and now it was finally her turn to sit here.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in his mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled into a sly look.

Dressed in a white suit, she walked out slowly. An Qian stared blankly, no matter whether it was body shape or color, there was almost nothing she could pick on.

This is Prince Charming.

At this moment, An Qian felt a little panicked, what, it's not fair at all.

I wanted to play tricks on Leng Feiye, but now it seems that's not the case at all.

"Let's go!" Leng Feiye took An Qian's hand and walked out, like the prince and princess in the fairy tale, the picture is so beautiful.

Because An Qian said she likes the beach, Leng Feiye chose the beach as the shooting location. In fact, he doesn't like water.

"Come on, you two, get closer, yes, get closer." The photographer took a camera and kept taking pictures of the two couples. Sure enough, they are beautiful, no matter how you take them, they look good in 360-degree angles, so I'm afraid they don't even need pictures. build.

An Qian's heart was burning with anger: "What the hell, is it necessary to get so close to take a photo? The photographer must have done it on purpose."

But Leng Feiye seemed much calmer.

At such a close distance, you can hear each other's heartbeat.

"Come on, the bride kisses the groom."

An Qian's entire face sank, what the hell?kiss?kiss?

Seeing that An Qian didn't move, the photographer said again loudly: "Please raise your head up and kiss the groom."

"No!" An Qian resisted.

Leng Feiye pulled her and said in a low voice: "Are you making others think that we are not compatible before we get married?"

"That can't be a fake show." An Qian retorted.

"It's just a kiss, it's nothing compared to what you did to me last night." Leng Feiye said leisurely.

……

Yesterday, yesterday again.

"What did I do yesterday?" An Qian asked, she didn't understand the matter, and it was brought up all the time. At this time, An Qian felt as if a stone was blocked in her heart.

Leng Feiye made a condition: "Do as the photographer asks, and I'll tell you."

An Qian: "..." Why did she have the urge to slap him to death with a slipper?
In the end, An Qian still compromised, raised her head, and slowly kissed Leng Feiye's face.

Thin lips were printed on his face, at this moment Leng Feiye could only feel a warm current in his heart.

The photographer quickly recorded the beautiful picture of this moment.

"Come on, groom, bow your head and kiss the bride's lips, and the two of you will look at each other affectionately."

An Qian's eyes widened in disbelief, now she can be absolutely sure that the photographer did it on purpose.

"Leng Feiye, if you dare to kiss, I will leave immediately." An Qian warned.

"Don't you think, what happened last night?" Leng Feiye curled his lips.

An Qian said firmly: "No, damn it, my sister is also a principled person."

"Principles? Ha ha!" Leng Feiye laughed softly: "You didn't seem to have any principles last night."

An Qian: "..."

Damn, last night, last night... was about to become a curse.

"It's just a kiss, or are you scared?" Seeing that the temptation didn't work, Leng Feiye began to use aggressive methods.

"Who says I'm scared? Isn't it just a kiss? If there's anything else, treat it like being kissed by a pig." An Qian said angrily.

pig?Leng Feiye narrowed his eyes slightly, probably only this woman dared to say that in front of him.

Leng Feiye hugged An Qian's slender waist, and slowly lowered his head to kiss her lips.

The touch between lips, at this moment An Qian only felt that her mind went blank, and the deer bumped wildly, what's wrong?