Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Guan Qianyu was stunned after hearing this.

Intuition, just want to say "impossible."

How could he, Yan Xiyu, go to such lengths for her birthday that no one could remember?
Seeing her expression, Qingyang smiled, and passed the things forward again, "You'd better take it, the necklace fell into the elevator shaft, and Mr. found someone to waste a lot of effort to pick it up."

Guan Qianyu looked at Qingyang.

"Since it takes so much effort, why doesn't he deliver it himself?" Is it because she is afraid that she will mention the makeup artist again.

Qingyang pursed his lips, hesitated to speak, and then said simply: "Boss Yan has a social event tonight."

It should not be the company's business to entertain without Qingyang.

She bent her soft lips, "Understood."

It can only be about Qiao Ai's side, maybe it's about the perfume endorsement.

Back in the living room, she stared at the necklace for a long time. There was indeed an engraving on the concealed clasp, which was small but very clear.

【loved Koko】

She frowned, Koko loved?

Guan Qianyu laughed from the bottom of her heart, she didn't know what it was like to be loved in her life!

I don't know whether such a birthday wish is ironic or well-intentioned.

The necklace was placed on the coffee table, and she put it back into its box. She didn't know why the box hadn't been thrown away.

Yan Xiyu came to her place again at night, and the first thing she saw when she entered the living room was the necklace box.

Guan Qianyu had just come out of the shower when she suddenly saw a tall and straight figure standing in the living room, she was startled, and only let out a deep breath when he turned around.

"I should really change the locks." She said in an unhappy tone.

Yan Xiyu's thin lips curled slightly, "Do you want to change me too?"

She frowned as she approached, "Have you been drinking?"

The smell of alcohol was very strong, and it is estimated that even Qiao Ai's share of drinking should have been saved by him on behalf of the hero.

Guan Qianyu's soft lips were slightly soft, "I don't need to rush to change the banquet. After the agreement period is over, the relationship is still so bad, so naturally we will be strangers, right?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly drunk after hearing this, as if he still couldn't see her facial features clearly, he stretched out his arms to embrace her.

The other hand raised her chin, and stared at her closely, "You will never find a better man than me in your life."

She smiled lightly, but there was a bit of self-deprecation in her eyes, "When I tried my best to marry you, I felt very confident that you would never find a better woman than me in your life..."

"The results of it?"

Yan Xiyu's gaze deepened, and her fingertips seemed to be caressing her delicate skin, "Isn't it?"

She didn't react for a while.

Is his "Isn't it?" an affirmation of her goodness, or a repetition that he himself is the best man?

Before she could think about it carefully, the man suddenly kissed her with the hand that lifted her chin.

With a hoarse and vague voice, "You seem to be calling the wrong name."

The slightly drunk man is always more reckless and bold than usual, every time it is like this, the lingering kiss is especially domineering.

Before Guan Qianyu even had time to react, Yan Xiyu's fingertips shifted restlessly.

"Hmm!" She flinched and cried out in a low voice, staring at him with wide eyes in astonishment, "What are you doing? Yan Xiyu..."

It's a pity that no matter what she said, everything was swallowed up by his lips and tongue.

She fell into the sofa unknowingly, constantly retreating and being attacked, and finally her whole body was almost pushed into the depth of the sofa, and he didn't seem to want to let her go.

Guan Qianyu finally panicked, she knew that every time he approached her drunk he would lose control, so she had to push him hard, "Yan Xiyu!"

But in the next second, he grabbed the wrist and pressed it above the top of the head, and the thin lips that entangled her fell on her collarbone.

Finally, I heard him ask deeply: "Where's the necklace?"

He only saw the box on the coffee table, which was closed, and wondered if she had thrown something away again.

Speaking of this, Guan Qianyu felt a little strange, at least in this matter, she thought of him as a dirty scumbag.

With her hands trapped, she had no choice but to touch her soft lips, "On the table..."

When she opened her mouth, her voice was soft and gentle, causing Yan Xiyu to breathe heavily and stare at her darkly.

With an extremely hoarse voice, he asked, "Do you want it?"

Guan Qianyu thought that he was asking about the necklace, and since her name was engraved on it, and he insisted on giving it to her, she accepted it, and eased it up so that she could get her job back.

So he nodded, "Yes."

She nodded without making a sound, but as soon as she made a sound, the taut desire in Yan Xiyu's body surged out of control.

By the time she reacted, it was too late.

for a long time.

Guan Qianyu wanted to bury herself in the crack of the sofa, she was wrapped in a thin blanket and didn't want to move an inch, she just stared at him, not wanting to look at him again.

The man was slightly drunk, and said in a hoarse and satisfied tone, "You agreed, why are you staring at me?"

There is no lack of tunes that are cheap and good-looking, "Next time, think about it carefully. Although the divorce agreement is still there, if you refuse, I will definitely not be strong."

She just felt like she was listening to nonsense.

When did he hold her, kiss her, and get close to her without forcing him?
"Put it on for you?" He suddenly changed the subject, his warm and hoarse voice carried some bewitching flavor.

Guan Qianyu moved, she wanted to go back to the bedroom.

But Yan Xiyu took the necklace out of the box, and directly carried her into his arms to encircle her.

No one spoke while wearing the necklace, and the air was very quiet.

Until the man's warm thin lips were imprinted on her neck, she dodged slightly, and said, "Qiao Ai has seen it and even worn it, isn't she afraid that she will blame you?"

Outsiders must not be able to understand their relationship, especially Qiao Ai.

The man's thin lips moved slightly, "Do I need other people's consent to do something?"

It sounded like he wasn't afraid of Qiao Ai thinking too much or getting angry at all.

She really can't understand him.