Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

Although the board of directors and company veterans were angry, they had no more excuses to chase her away.

Jian Qing was in a good mood, and she didn't care about their occasional difficulties.

Dingsheng's cooperation project has been advancing all the time. Waiting for another two months will be another big profit. At that time, Huamao will re-develop new projects.

She wants to make the company left by her father bigger, and she can't let him down under Jiuquan.

After work, Li Yaochuan suddenly called.

"I'm at the door of your company, come out."

Jian Qing was surprised: "You came to pick me up?"

The other end hummed and hung up the phone.

Jian Qing tidied up the documents on the table, and exited the company happily. Sure enough, she saw a familiar black Bentley on the road.

She walked over, sat in, fastened her seat belt, and the car started immediately.

Jian Qing looked in the direction of the road, as if it was not the direction to go home, she couldn't help wondering: "Aren't we going home?"

Li Yaochuan hummed.

"Where are we going then?"

"Just a party."

Hearing this, Jian Qing was even more surprised: "Don't you like going to parties?"

Li Yaochuan pursed his lower lip, but did not speak.

Jian Qing suddenly realized that he was taking her to participate and let her know more people.

"Yaochuan, thank you."

As she said that, Jian Qing gave a sweet kiss with a smile on her face.

Li Yaochuan coughed lightly: "Be careful!"

On the way, the car stopped in front of a huge shopping mall.

Li Yaochuan was familiar with the road, and directly took Jian Qing to the fourth floor by taking the elevator.

The flow of people on the fourth floor is not large, but the people who come here can see that they are either rich or expensive, and they spend a lot of money.

"Where is this place?" Jian Qing asked.

Li Yaochuan didn't answer her, but took her hand naturally, walked inside, and said to a stylist, "I'll leave her to you."

The stylist was of mixed race. When he saw him, his eyes lit up, his smile showed eight teeth, and he spoke Mandarin with a foreign accent: "Oh, Mr. Li, long time no see. This is... your girlfriend?"

Li Yaochuan's face was still indifferent, and his tone softened a bit: "This is my wife."

As soon as the voice fell, Jian Qing subconsciously raised her eyes to look at his side face, her eyes were shining, as if there was light flowing.

"What? You're married? Oh, I didn't expect that."

The stylist couldn't believe it, but because of his professionalism, he didn't marvel anymore, but smiled and looked at Jian Qing: "This beautiful lady, come with me."

Jian Qing was still immersed in the joy of Li Yaochuan introducing herself as his wife just now, so she was pushed onto the chair, the stylist muttered to herself, made gestures on her head, and then began to style her hair.

At the same time, a makeup artist daubed her face.

Jian Qing had to close her eyes.

Half an hour later, when Jian Qing was about to fall asleep, she finally heard the stylist say ok, she opened her eyes in a daze, and before she had time to see what she was being made into, she was dragged into the dressing room room.

A purple long dress with a tube top and waist clings to her skin, outlining her uneven curves, and the warm purple also makes her complexion white and soft, like the best suet jade.

The back waist of the skirt is exposed. Looking from the back, the curve of her back can be seen at a glance. The graceful and slender swan neck is not as good as the small waist that can be grasped. There are also straight and slender legs hidden under the purple gauze.

Under the bright white light, her whole body was as dazzling as light. The waitress who zipped her up looked straight at her face and couldn't help but praised: "Madam, I didn't expect you to have such a good figure. This dress is so beautiful. Many people have fallen in love with it, but they can't do it even if they try it. If you are too thin, too tall, too fat, or too short, you will lose a little feeling in it. When you wear it today, I don't know that there are people with such a standard figure."

Jian Qing blushed a little after being praised, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Before she was married, her mother chose all the dresses for her. They were all the kind of well-behaved lady. The most time she showed her shoulders, she seldom tried the mature and sexy ones like today. Not used to it.

But when the waiter praised her for looking good in this dress, she couldn't help but expect Li Yaochuan to see how she looked.

Will he like himself like this?
"Ma'am, are you ready?" the waiter asked.

Jian Qing took a deep breath, faced the curtain, and nodded.

With a bang, the curtain was drawn open.

Jian Qing also smiled.

Li Yaochuan was sitting on the sofa, when he heard the voice and raised his eyes, he saw a woman smiling at him.

His eyes fell on her red lips, on her bare fair skin, on her waist, on her legs...

A hint of dark desire faintly flitted through the depths of the indifferent black eyes.

The most direct way for a man to like a woman is to want her like that.

Li Yaochuan moved his eyes, stood up and walked towards her: "Okay?"

Jian Qing hummed, but stared at him with anticipation on her face.

But Li Yaochuan acted as if he didn't see it, he took her hand and led her out.

Jian Qing couldn't help feeling depressed. Could it be that she really doesn't look good in this dress?

Why did he take a second look at himself?

"Yaochuan, don't I look good dressed like this?" Jian Qing asked unwillingly.

Just when the elevator opened, Li Yaochuan dragged her in, his voice was cold: "No."

Jian Qing's eyes lit up, she leaned against him, and asked again: "Then why don't you praise me?"

Li Yaochuan felt the softness in his arms, turned around suddenly, and looked at her with burning black eyes.

Jian Qing was frightened by the scorching heat in his eyes, she took two steps back, just about to ask him what's the matter, when her big palm with heat suddenly clasped her waist and moved inward.

"what."

With a soft cry, Jian Qing slammed into his arms, and as soon as she raised her head, Li Yaochuan's kiss fell, and she pried open her lips with a domineering aura, wishing to swallow her into her stomach every time she plundered Generally speaking, she did not give her a chance to breathe and retreat.

"Hmm...Yaochuan...this...this is the elevator..."

Someone will come in.

Before Jian Qing finished speaking, her lips were blocked by his aggressive kiss again. She raised her head to bear it, but her small hands grabbed his clothes, her body was a little weak.

When the elevator was about to reach the first floor, Li Yaochuan let her go, but looked at her a little deeper, as if the poisonous wolf saw the meat and wished he could eat her right now.

Jian Qing swallowed her saliva, and when she saw Li Yaochuan reaching out her hand, she subconsciously took a step back, her eyes showing a bit of shyness: "Immediately... I'll be there soon, don't mess around..."

Li Yaochuan paused his hands, and gave a low laugh, as if trembling from his chest, he continued to reach over, and wiped the corner of her mouth for her: "Wipe the saliva clean."

Jian Qing was embarrassed, her cheeks turned red instantly, she just wanted to dodge her eyes, but she couldn't take her eyes off the smile at the corner of his mouth.