Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Leng Yincheng didn't change places, but hooked Qiao An'an: "Sit back."

Qiao Anan shook her head, stretched out her hand and patted the place beside her vigorously: "Come here."

"You try again?" Leng Yincheng narrowed his dark eyes dangerously, exuding a dangerous aura around him.

After all, this man is very domineering and powerful, and it is impossible to turn him into a little milk dog.

Joan Ann smiled, but still didn't move.

Leng Yincheng's voice suddenly became sharp: "Last chance, if you don't want to die miserably."

Qiao An shrank her neck, and sat back weakly beside Leng Yincheng.

Leng Yincheng pressed Qiao An'an's hand very forcefully: "Good boy."

Joan An pulled a smile on his face, but he sneered unconvinced in his heart.

Humph.

Sooner or later, it will subdue you.

Back in the company in the afternoon, Qiao An'an's mood was obviously much better.

After busying with work, Leng Yincheng suddenly received an emergency call, saying that there was a problem with the foreign project and an urgent meeting was needed.

It was just some previous projects, and all the preparation work was handed over to Karl.

Qiao An'an just followed behind with the information, listening to the whole process in a fog, but still trying to remember it in his heart.

Busy until the evening, Leng Yincheng discussed project cooperation with several senior leaders.

Joan Ann waited in the office.

Knowing that Leng Yincheng might still be busy for a while, she went to the president's exclusive tea room and brought back two sandwiches and two bottles of milk.

Thinking that eating like this is not very nutritious, I asked the secretary of the president's office to send over two vegetable and fruit salads.

Then he sat quietly on the sofa.

Waiting and waiting, feeling a little sleepy, leaning on the sofa, gradually fell asleep.

At first, he didn't sleep well, worried that high-level leaders would follow Leng Yincheng in, so his legs were still on the ground, and he leaned against the back of the sofa.

Unknowingly... began to fall into a sweet sleep...

When Leng Yincheng was busy returning, Qiao Anan felt that the air conditioner was a bit cold, and hugged herself tightly with her arms, unconsciously warming herself.

Leng Yincheng took off his suit jacket casually, and gently covered her body.

She must have been very tired following her busy schedule this day.

Leng Yincheng looked down at the time on his watch, and softly instructed Carl beside him: "Arrange the issues just discussed, and get ready to leave work today."

Carl immediately turned around with his hands and feet to get busy.

Leng Yincheng squatted down gracefully, looked at Qiao An'an quietly, with a peaceful sleeping face, wanted to reach out to touch her, but was afraid of disturbing her rest, so she had to withdraw her hand.

It reminds me of a day when I was a child...

He was forced to study courses by the elders in his family. At that time, he understood that at his supposed age, there should be a world full of innocence, but he is different. In addition to innocence, he also has to bear the burden of the family...

It was just that one day when he was studying, his grades were not very good, and he was in a particularly bad mood. When he was standing in the front yard and meditating quietly, he saw Qiao An'an.

At that time, Qiao Anan was crying loudly in the yard, arguing that she should not practice the piano, but after crying, she swore to the sky very unconvinced, saying that she must win the professional tenth level in the future!

He saw the sad and stubborn look at that time, and suddenly he had a different view on his study courses.

Perhaps redoubled efforts today will be richly rewarded in the future.

Inexplicably, I feel that this girl is very magical to me.

It's a pity that both of them have arranged a lot of study courses, and the two of them have never met each other.

His mom, in particular, interrupted every time he wanted to say hello to the little girl.

He felt that his mother didn't like Joan Ann.

But he likes it very much.

Thinking back to this, Leng Yincheng stretched out his hand cautiously, and gently pinched Qiao An'an's fingertips.

It happened that Qiao An'an didn't sleep very peacefully at this time, and felt that the surrounding temperature was a bit cool, and her stomach began to hurt uncontrollably.

Subconsciously, she reached out and rubbed her little belly.

But the pain became more and more obvious, and the delicate eyebrows and eyes were twisted into a twist.

Leng Yincheng gently stroked the place where he frowned, but he heard Qiao Anan groan in pain.

His black eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and he stretched out his hand to rub it gently.

Qiao Anan suddenly felt a warm touch, and couldn't help puffing up her lower abdomen slightly, enjoying it comfortably...

In the deep and silent night, Leng Yincheng moved very gently.

Qiao Anan raised her hand and gently grabbed Leng Yincheng's hand.

Leng Yincheng gently withdrew his hand and continued to rub it for her.

The comfortable warmth became more and more obvious, Joan Ann gradually opened his eyes, and after seeing the man in front of him clearly, he smiled slightly: "You are back."

Leng Yincheng nodded: "There is still a little work to be done, and it will be fine soon."

Joan Ann lay on the sofa very obediently: "Then I'll wait for you."

Leng Yincheng stood up gracefully, turned around and walked back to the desk.

Qiao Anan rested her chin on one hand, and quietly looked at Leng Yin's appearance of admitting to the real job.

Under the illumination of the lights, the deep and three-dimensional handsome face is like a male model walking out of a fashion magazine, not too good-looking at all.

She was enjoying it comfortably when Carl walked in with a cup.

"This is the brown sugar ginger water prepared by Mr. Leng for you to drink to warm your body."

Qiao Anan looked at Leng Yincheng, who was immersed in his work, and took the brown sugar ginger water, feeling warm in his heart.

When Leng Yincheng finished his work, the two of them got off work and went back to school together.

But Qiao An'an also has his own car, and the two of them can only drive one after the other.

But in order to have a better chat, she specially turned on the voice call with Leng Yincheng, and just hung up quietly.

"What are you doing?"

Occasionally when I want to talk, I will say a few words at will.

Leng Yincheng stared straight at the road ahead with his black eyes: "Listen to the music you play."

Joan Ann smiled suddenly: "Then what kind of music do you like?"

"It's almost the same." Leng Yincheng said softly, and turned on the turn signal.

Joan Ann followed behind and turned on the turn signal.

When turning the corner, Leng Yincheng made a relatively wide turn, which directly let Qiao Anan go inside, as if he was protecting him.

Joan Ann smiled softly.

Leng Yincheng's deep and magnetic voice sounded: "What are you laughing at?"

Joan Ann laughed louder instead: "It's nothing, I just want to laugh all of a sudden."

While speaking, Joan Ann's cell phone rang.

"I'll take a call first."

Qiao Anan pressed the hands-free button: "What wind brought my second brother here?"

Qiao Siqi gritted his teeth on the phone and said: "I should ask you this, when will you be able to answer my call when you are in a good mood!"