Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Only then did Qiao Ting smile in satisfaction.

"Okay, then you guys go to bed earlier."

Qiao Ting didn't bother with the rest of the matter, and felt sore in his heart, but he still reluctantly accepted it.

And Qiao Anan followed Leng Yincheng back to the presidential suite, facing the embarrassing situation where there were only two people left, he didn't know what to say for a while.

That's it...

Some are very embarrassed.

As soon as Qiao Anan entered the hotel room, she immediately entered her bedroom, closed the door, and went into the bathroom to remove her makeup.

When she came out, she just wanted to drink some milk before going to bed, but happened to see Leng Yincheng wearing a blue bathrobe, standing at the door of her room.

"You... why are you here?"

Qiao Anan covered her cheeks with her hands, adhering to the principle of no evil, she turned her head slightly.

In fact, Leng Yincheng was wearing a bathrobe, only his chest was slightly open, and the smooth and sexy skin lines were looming.

It looks so charming and sexy.

Joan Ann lowered her head shyly.

Leng Yincheng instantly understood what Qiao Anan meant.

This little girl is probably delusional.

He turned his head slightly and turned to look at the floor.

"Then I came to you because I have something to do."

"what?"

Qiao Anan looked up at Leng Yincheng in surprise.

Leng Yincheng pointed to the bathroom behind him.

"The new shower gel, the packaging is too tight, I didn't open it."

Joan Ann looked at the coffee table.

Leng Yincheng blurted out.

"I didn't find the scissors either."

Qiao Anan did not see the scissors, so he opened the door and walked out.

"Then let me see if my room is available."

"Perhaps nails would do, but I don't have long nails."

Leng Yincheng followed behind Qiao An'an, looking at the bumpy figure with admiration in his black eyes.

At this time, Joan An was wearing a blue nightdress, a white collar, and a red bow, which was designed after Disney's Snow White.

It looks beautiful and cute.

This thing is also pretty.

Qiao Anan didn't notice Leng Yincheng's affection, and walked directly to Leng Yincheng's bathroom.

"Where is the thing?"

Leng Yincheng came back to his senses abruptly, strode forward quickly, and stretched out his finger to the front.

"At this."

"It's simple, just scratch it with your fingernail and it will open."

Joan Ann picked up the shower gel, stroked it with the long nail of her index finger, opened the package, and placed it next to the sink.

Leng Yincheng leaned against the door frame beside him, watching quietly with his arms folded.

"It's still my fiancée."

But when he said this sentence, for some reason, he suddenly felt sad.

Both are engaged, but still can't sleep in the same room.

Except for the first night, although he was in the same bed, he endured it very hard.

In the next few days, Qiao Anan deliberately avoided Leng Yincheng.

Qiao Anan smiled, stood on tiptoe, and pinched Leng Yincheng's nose.

"Hurry up and take a hot shower, I'm going back to rest."

Leng Yincheng looked at Qiao An'an quietly, looking at the bright and playful eyes, a little interest suddenly flashed in his heart.

"Hi!"

He stood up suddenly and deliberately frightened Joan Ann.

Qiao Anan leaned back unexpectedly, and fell backwards.

Leng Yincheng didn't expect Qiao Anan's reaction to be so big, so he quickly reached out and wrapped his arms around Qiao Anan's waist.

Unexpectedly, he accidentally knocked down the shower gel and dropped it on the ground. The bottle of shower gel just fell out of a crack, and the thick liquid inside dripped out.

And he took a long leg and just stepped on it.

Originally, Qiao Anan could have avoided falling to the ground, and she was holding on to the desk the moment she fell.

In the end, Leng Yincheng's foot slipped and he jumped forward...

Joan Ann was forced to fall to the ground.

Leng Yincheng fell directly on Qiao An'an.

But there was still a dramatic scene where the lips of the two were pressed together.

What makes Leng Yincheng feel even more embarrassed is...

He could obviously feel two soft lumps on his chest...

Qiao An'an could feel the embarrassment even more, turned her head slightly, and coughed gently.

"That... you get up quickly..."

Leng Yincheng moved a little, but he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a place to get in.

"Well... let me tell you something... don't be angry..."

Joan Ann turned her head and looked back.

"What's wrong? Get up first!"

Leng Yincheng looked at the little woman under him wanting to cry, but said weakly.

"My leg is numb."

"puff……"

Joan Ann pressed her body tightly against the cold tiles, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

If it wasn't for her extreme restraint, she would almost spray Leng Yincheng's face with saliva.

Leng Yincheng's straight brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Hold on a little longer."

"How numb is it?"

Qiao Anan suppressed a smile and opened her mouth gently.

And the warm breath when he spoke just hit Leng Yincheng's Adam's apple.

Itchy, and a little hot.

Leng Yincheng swallowed unconsciously, tried to move a bit, but was still terribly numb.

"Very numb."

"I really can't do anything with you... If you don't get up again, your fiancée may be crushed by you and leave this beautiful world..."

Probably because of the confined space and the ambiguous atmosphere, Qiao Anan only felt that the weight on her body was starting to become too heavy.

Even breathing started to become a little difficult...

His cheeks seemed to be warm too.

Leng Yincheng put his hands on the ground, trying his best to support his body.

But Qiao An'an's breathing became more and more difficult, and the rhythm became faster and faster, and the hot air he exhaled kept spraying on Leng Yincheng's neck...

It's really alluring.

However, Qiao An'an didn't know that Leng Yincheng was thinking wildly, and was still laughing at Leng Yincheng.

"Haven't you recovered yet? It's not like this, is it?"

"You'll know if you try it?"

Leng Yincheng gritted his teeth and stared at the little woman under him, and his arms began to ache.

Qiao Anan laughed crisply, with a bit of bad humor in her heart.

"Then give it a try, don't you know if you can stand up?"

She suddenly raised her hands, and began to scratch Leng Yincheng's armpits vigorously.

Leng Yincheng was actually very ticklish, the moment he was scratched, he pressed down on the little woman under him.

"Joan Ann! Don't mess around! Hahaha!"

Leng Yincheng couldn't help bursting into laughter.

"Itchy...it's really itchy!"

When has such a handsome man been embarrassed?

Qiao An'an looked at Leng Yincheng with nowhere to hide, lying on the ground and laughing out of breath.

"This is so fun! I didn't expect you to have a place you can't touch!"

"Let go!"

Leng Yincheng laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. He really wanted to avoid Qiao An'an, but his legs were still numb. If he wanted to avoid it, it would only become more uncomfortable.