Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

In the room, Song Liyuan, who was wearing a bathrobe, was pressing Qiao Ruofeng, and the two looked at each other. Some heat was still emitting from Song Liyuan's body, and the few hairs on her forehead were covered with mist, and water droplets rolled down Song Liyuan's cheeks. It fell on Qiao Ruofeng's face.

This posture made Song Liyuan feel extremely shy and wanted to break free, but he, Qiao Ruofeng, refused and wrapped his arms around Song Liyuan's waist tightly.

"Why do you want Qiao Ruofeng to force a woman from a good family?" Song Liyuan put her elbows next to Qiao Ruofeng's ear, staring at Qiao Ruofeng firmly.

"Some people are jealous, I just told her that nothing like that happened." Qiao Ruofeng looked at Song Liyuan with a smile.

"If you tell me, tell me, this is nothing, let me go quickly." Song Liyuan tried to prop herself up with her hands, but it was useless.

The more Song Liyuan struggled, the more tightly Qiao Ruofeng hugged her in his arms.

It seems that it is not enough to be tough.

Song Liyuan thought to herself, the expression on her face became shy, she gave up resisting directly, lying in Qiao Ruofeng's arms, and drew circles on Qiao Ruofeng's chest with her fingertips.

"Doctor Qiao, even if you like this woman very much, you can't wait so impatiently~"

Song Liyuan's voice was whiny, tickling Qiao Ruofeng's heart.

Song Liyuan felt that Qiao Ruofeng's body froze, so she guessed that this man couldn't bear it.

"Doctor Qiao, what's the matter, didn't you just keep holding him in your arms and not letting you move? Why are you frozen now?" Song Liyuan's fingertips slid across Qiao Ruofeng's chest, neck, Adam's apple, chin, and lips , stopped at the position of the lips, and kept rubbing with the pulp of the fingers.

Song Liyuan clearly felt that Qiao Ruofeng swallowed, and showed a smug smile.

Qiao Ruofeng took Song Liyuan's hand away, put her aside, sat up by himself, and straightened his clothes.

Lying on the bed, Song Liyuan supported her head with her hands, looked at Qiao Ruofeng's back and said, "Doctor Qiao~ What's the matter~"

"Nonsense." Qiao Ruofeng turned his head and glared at Song Liyuan, stood up, picked up his clothes, and went to take a shower.

Qiao Ruofeng lowered the temperature of the water, stood under the shower, and let the cold water drench his whole body to calm himself down.

"Hmph, Xiao Mian, play with me?" Song Liyuan disdainfully got up from the bed.

On the other side, after taking a shower, Qin Yaran wrapped herself up tightly and came out of the bathroom, her body was still steaming hot.

Zhuo Yichen was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and holding an ipad as if he was dealing with official business. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Qin Yaran coming out, and looked up.

Seeing Qin Yaran wrapping herself so tightly, not only did the corners of her mouth rise, she turned off the ipad, looked at Qin Yaran and said, "Why? Afraid of me?"

Qin Yaran guessed that Zhuo Yichen would say this, touched his face and said: "No, I'm just afraid of the cold." After speaking, she hurried to the side.

Seeing Qin Yaran's flushed face, she knew she was lying.

"I'll sleep on the sofa tonight." Zhuo Yichen pursed his lips and smiled, stood up and said to Qin Yaran.

"Eh?" Qin Yaran suddenly turned around and looked at Zhuo Yichen, then at the sofa.

Zhuo Ziyang sleeps on this sofa, but Zhuo Yichen, who is 1.8 meters tall, sleeps here?What are you kidding?

"Well, how could I be able to sleep this way?" Qin Yaran felt a little embarrassed.

Zhuo Yichen ignored Qin Ya, but went into the bathroom with his clothes, leaving Qin Yaran tangled in the room alone.

After Qin Yaran changed her clothes, she went out to the living room to have a look, and found that Zhuo Ziyang and A Yuan were watching a movie with a projector in the living room.

The sofa in the living room is quite big.

Qin Yaran thought like this.

"Boss, are you done? What are you in a daze for? Do you want to watch a movie together?" A Yuan glanced at someone approaching from the corner of her eye while eating potato chips. When she looked over, she saw Qin Yaran staring in a daze. .

"Mom, don't you wear makeup?" Zhuo Ziyang saw that Qin Yaran was still without makeup. Although she looked good without makeup, but with makeup on, she would look more spiritual.

"Huh, I just wanted to drink some water, I'm thirsty, I didn't expect you two to go so fast." Qin Yaran walked to the water dispenser with a smile and poured a glass of water.

After drinking, Qin Yaran hurried back to her room, looking at what was tangled in her head on the double bed.

"Everyone is alright, it's time for us to go downstairs to listen to music." Song Liyuan roared in the living room.

After hearing Song Liyuan's voice, the big guys started to pack their things one after another and prepared to leave the room.

All of a sudden, everyone was ready to go down to listen to music after gathering on the first floor. Maybe because it was approaching twelve o'clock, all the residents in the homestay came out to go to the beach.

Along the way, I heard them discussing what else is interesting about Windmill Island.

"Our homestay goes up to a large grassland, where there are more windmills, a good place for picnics and photos."

"Then let's go there tomorrow, but the sea breeze here is quite strong."

"Big grass?" Qiao Ruoyin seemed to be planning something when she heard the conversation of the girl next to her.

Soon, they came to the edge of the stage on the beach. There were already a lot of people here, and everyone was looking forward to the fireworks feast that would be counting down to the New Year's Eve.

Gradually, snowflakes fell from the sky, how could there be no snowflakes on New Year's Eve.

"It's snowing!"

Qin Yaran looked up at the slightly bright sky illuminated by the stage lights, the snowflakes fell little by little, dripping on her face, melting instantly.

Suddenly, a hand blocked his line of sight.

Qin Yaran turned her head and saw that it was Zhuo Yichen, who put his hand on Qin Yaran's face.

"What are you doing?" Qin Yaran asked Zhuo Yichen with her lips pursed.

"Cold." Zhuo Yichen said lightly, but his hand was still covering Qin Yaran's head, and he didn't put it down.

It's cold, the snowflakes fall on the face and melt and turn into water, when the wind blows, it will become very cold, Zhuo Yichen is always concerned about himself.

"Oh, okay, eh? Where's Yangyang?" Qin Yaran turned around but didn't see Zhuo Ziyang.

No, let alone Zhuo Ziyang, the others disappeared too.

"Where are they, why is there no one there? Where did they all run?" Qin Yaran stood on tiptoe in the crowd, trying to find the figures of them.

"Ding dong-"

The phone received the message.

Zhuo Yichen took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Everyone in the group created by the few of them talked and told everyone where he went to play.

"Yangyang is with A Yuan and Mu Hanxuan." Zhuo Yichen glanced at the message and put down the phone.

"Oh, it's fine if it's like this, I thought Yang Yang got lost." Qin Yaran stopped looking around.