Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Such a happy event was almost ruined by the blonde woman.

But it's okay, Qiao An'an has a better mentality, and it won't affect her good mood too much because of this sudden situation.

Leng Yincheng looked at Qiao An'an with a calm expression, stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, and coaxed her very gently.

"Why don't I simply take a hot shower, I just don't like the smell."

Qiao Anan turned off the faucet casually, and helped Leng Yincheng wipe his hands with a towel.

"That's unnecessary, I'm going out for dinner soon."

"Not a few minutes away."

Leng Yincheng kissed Qiao An'an's forehead lightly, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Qiao Anan waited in the room, listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, her cheeks blushed quietly, and she went back to the living room to rest.

Leng Yincheng rinsed briefly, made fragrant bubbles, and rinsed well again.

When she came out, she was sprayed with perfume.

He lowered his head and smelled the smell on his arm, and opened the bathroom door in satisfaction.

"An'an, bring me a new set of bath towels."

The set of bath towels just now has been used by him once.

He wanted to get rid of the perfume smell completely.

Qiao Anan took a clean towel from another bathroom, and when she walked to the door of the bathroom, she turned around quietly, turned her back to Leng Yincheng, and handed the towel over.

"I brought it."

Leng Yincheng looked at Qiao An'an's slender and stylish figure, smiled softly, reached out and took the towel around his body.

Joan Ann asked patiently.

"Do you need my help with anything else?"

"please wait a moment."

Leng Yincheng's thin and sexy lips evoked a playful arc.

But quickly wiped the water stains on his body with his hands.

Qiao Anan stood where she was, subconsciously reaching out her hand.

"Just put it on my arm, and I'll take it out for you."

Before the words were finished, Leng Yincheng tied the bath towel around his waist, and hugged Qiao An'an without saying a word.

Joan Ann exclaimed: "Ah!"

Leng Yincheng immediately stretched out his hand from her side, and gently covered his red lips.

"Shh!"

That deep voice was extraordinarily bewitching, it felt a bit like a subwoofer.

Just listening to it makes my heart skip a beat.

Qiao Anan held her breath subconsciously, her body stiffened a little, and she didn't dare to move.

Leng Yincheng simply hugged Qiao An'an tightly in his arms.

Gently resting on Qiao Anan's shoulder with that resolute and stylish chin, he closed his eyes comfortably, and vigorously demanded the fragrance from Qiao Anan's body.

Qiao Anan raised her hand and patted Leng Yincheng's hand.

"Hey, don't take advantage of me! Hurry up and change your clothes

go! "

"Let me hug you again!"

Leng Yincheng is not forgiving.

Joan Ann didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You've been acting like a child lately."

The strength on Leng Yincheng's arm tightened even more.

"Do you hate me?"

"No way!"

Qiao Anan turned around subconsciously, trying to push Leng Yincheng away.

But when he turned around, what caught his eye was the strong chest, the smooth abdominal muscle line, and the little drops of water, reflecting the crystal light.

It's like a beautiful carved man from ancient Greece, he's so handsome.

She gasped, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Leng Yincheng hugs Qiao An'an directly.

"Then how can you say I'm clingy?"

"Oh, that's not the case anymore, go and change your clothes quickly..."

Qiao Anan blushed and pushed Leng Yincheng away.

Leng Yincheng smiled and turned to leave.

In the restaurant, all members of the Leng Group were present.

Just waiting for Leng Yincheng and Qiao Anan to come together.

Song Shengang sat in his seat and gently flipped over his phone.

"The two of them had an accident in the hotel lobby."

Yan Su also received the news, and looked up at the staff with a slightly worried expression.

Song Shengang put down his phone, held a glass of lemonade in one hand, and drank it calmly.

"Joan Ann and Mr. Leng will have a solution."

Having said that, Song Shengang also sent a message to the organizer of the fashion show.

"With such an accident today, in the future, fashion designers should not only judge their design works, but also conduct related investigations on personal conduct in the future."

The organizer responded quickly.

"That's exactly what we mean. We've already implemented a character scoring system for all the invited fashion designers. If anyone with bad character comes in, we will kick them out together."

"I believe that the future will be better and better. I wish the fashion show a complete success."

Song Shengang quietly replied to the message, and then sat quietly in his original position.

Soon the blonde woman's assistant received a message from the organizer of the fashion show.

"You are racially discriminatory and your quality is extremely poor. Now, after the decision of the organizer, you will be disqualified from participating in the fashion show."

Immediately afterwards, the official news was sent out, giving a general explanation.

"I hope this will be a warning."

The blond woman threw things angrily in the hotel room.

He even wanted to find someone to avenge himself, but when he thought of the Leng Group...

She has already received a message.

"If you dare to do something again, this video will be exposed on the whole Internet. This is not as simple as being disqualified."

Inside, there are videos of the blonde woman making various satires on Joan Ann.

That's right, while Joan Ann was listening silently, she turned on the camera on her phone.

The picture taken by the camera is not very clear, but it is enough for people to recognize who is cursing.

Not only the video from this angle, but also the surveillance video of the hotel, Leng Yincheng and Qiao An'an got it.

Not long after, Qiao An'an and Leng Yincheng entered the private room together.

"Hi everyone, sorry we're late."

Joan Ann smiled and waved to say hello.

Everyone stood up one after another to make room for Leng Yincheng and Qiao An'an.

"It's always good to be cold."

So it's a little Mr. Leng, but the highest rank here is Leng Yincheng.

Leng Yincheng glanced around with obsidian-like eyes, nodded slightly, and pulled Qiao Anan to sit down.

Song Shengang put the fruit in front of Qiao An'an and Leng Yincheng.

“The local seasonal fruit platter tastes pretty good.”

Joan Ann smiled and took it.

Yan Su asked softly.

"Are you okay just now?"

Nuannuan also surrounded her, pulling Joan Ann to ask her how she was.

"Are you injured anywhere?"

Joan Ann shook her head.

Just then a waiter came over and handed everyone the menu.

Leng Yincheng flipped through the menu gently with his knuckle fingertips, and led everyone to order together.

Song Shengang lived here for a long time, sat aside and gave some opinions.