Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 667 "Following you, it's all about the top class." 5
Shen Qingzhuo took a panoramic view of all this, remained calm, his eyes darkened a bit, but the person involved didn't know about it, and puffed up his cheeks angrily: "I heard that smoking at this time will be very refreshing, so are you happy? "

"Don't make trouble." Shen Qingzhuo said, "If you make trouble again, fuck you."

Jiang Li'an's face froze for two seconds. Thinking of the scenes of blushing and heartbeat before, he pestered him for a while and asked, "So are you having fun? Brother."

The sound is crisp and soft.

"It's tempting to hook me, isn't it?" Shen Qingzhuo smiled, raised her hand to pinch her chin, looked at this palm-sized face, sizing it up and down, her eyes were extremely dangerous and amorous.

"I just asked you if you enjoy smoking. You blame me for thinking too much." Jiang Li'an said innocently, his eyes rolled, and he took the opportunity to grab his cigarettes directly. He raised his hand and was easily stopped by the other party within two seconds. Stopping, clutching her wrist, she staggered and fell on top of him.

Four eyes facing each other.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense and ambiguous.

Shen Qingzhuo held a cigarette in his other hand, and the scarlet flame went out, illuminating the dim atmosphere, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Want to know?"

Jiang Li'an's scalp was numb, and just about to back away, he bit the cigarette with his thin lips, took a sip, and then directly pressed the back of her neck, sending all the smoke into her mouth.

Jiang Li'an's first feeling was choking, so he coughed violently, coughed up tears, tried to push him, but was shackled in his arms.

The two smoked the same cigarette intermittently.

Again.

"I still have to take a shower." Jiang Li'an felt lazy and blamed him.

"Then don't wash it yet." Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the head of the bed, gently rubbing her face with her fingertips.

"No, you... don't feel comfortable if you don't wash." Jiang Li'an whispered.

"Where?" Shen Qingzhuo stared at her with lowered eyes, and asked knowingly, her tone was a bit harsh.

Jiang Li'an looked at his calm appearance, bit his wrist angrily, and said vaguely: "You beast!"

"Just now I was talking about my brother, why did I turn my face when I got out of bed." Shen Qingzhuo clicked his tongue, and patted her face, "I let you sleep with my million-dollar body, what else do you want?"

Jiang Li'an was dumbfounded.

Can you be more shameless? !
"Dirty!"

"With you, it's all about the top class." Shen Qingzhuo chuckled, the ending sound dragged a bit, cold and seductive.

Jiang Li'an didn't speak anymore, he carried her to take a bath, and when he got to the bed, she lay still in his arms, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

The two cuddled together in the dark bedroom in the early morning, and he stroked the back of her neck once and for all, like a deep comfort.

Jiang Li'an's drowsiness gradually struck, his eyelashes drooped, and he fell asleep smelling the breath that belonged to him alone.

The next day, she didn't wake up until three or four o'clock in the afternoon. The light came in from the outside, and she could see the floating dust.

The fluffy quilt, the warm temperature, and the residual breath of the person next to the pillow.

When Jiang Li'an got out of bed, he still felt a strange sense of discomfort. He felt soft when stepping on the ground. Compared with physical, it was more a kind of psychological satisfaction.

She was wearing Shen Qingzhuo's shirt, rubbed her eyes blankly, walked out with bare feet, and saw a figure working on a computer in the living room.

Then the light fell on him.

The teenager was dressed loosely and casually at home, gray home clothes set off his straight back, the notebook was resting on his knees, and the hands resting on it had obvious veins.

Jiang Li'an had a hard time remembering what those hands did?
Seeing her, Shen Qingzhuo stopped working, walked over directly, picked her up, and reprimanded her in a low voice: "Get out of bed without wearing shoes, do you intend to catch a cold?"

"It's you." Jiang Li'an bent his eyes, his long hair was fluffy, and the hair seemed to be shining, and there was his shadow in those eyes.

"Then you have to remember to put on your shoes, doesn't it hurt? Still running around."

"Wear it next time and wear it next time."

"How many times have I told you next time..."

Every day when you open your eyes, there is not only the bright sunshine, but also the one you love, exchanging a lingering kiss, the breath of each other remains in the body, and the noisy voice is accompanied by the lingering words of love, which lasts for years.

After graduating from graduate school, Jiang Li'an went straight to her master's and Ph.D. studies, and took up the direction of computer science. After all, she is Huaxing's eldest daughter, and she will not always be active in internal entertainment. She plans to start a company by herself. From the start-up capital to the direction, everything is done independently.

The eldest lady has a smart head, perfectly inherited the genes of her parents and brother, and she really made achievements.

Others envy the Jiang family's sons and daughters, both of whom are monsters. The former won the gold medal in the Biology International Competition, won glory for the country, and made great contributions to the country's development. He took over the company in the same year, acted vigorously, and behaved like his father for the first time. , the latter is immature, graduated with double Ph.D., taking into account both finance and computer, and has a genius talent, which is not inferior to the former.

Compared to the complicated computer industry, Jiang Li'an's favorite is Shen Qingzhuo.

Facts have proved that the young man who prescribed meat is really strong in physical strength. He seems to be addicted. For a long time, he lived absurdly and excessively.

Love is not all sweet, they have stumbled along the way, there are conflicts, quarrels, tears, but they are not separated.

There is no eternal sweetness, but quarrels are quarrels, and he will always love her.

Jiang Li'an will always remember a certain day when he was 19 years old, two people had a dispute because of some things, she cried and let him go, and then he really left, maybe there was no more hopeless feeling than that at that time.

When a person sat on the ground crying until he lost his voice, the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and a cup of milk tea was pushed in through the crack of the door, followed by various snacks and figurines, and even glowing in the dark Necklaces and rings.

Light seeped in through the crack of the door, he pushed the door open, hugged her from the ground, whispered that he was wrong, stuck to her over and over again, coaxed her, and kissed her tears away.

At that moment, Jiang Li'an suddenly fell in love with him.

That night, he stayed in the bedroom and slept on the floor with the quilt.

Later, Jiang Li'an found an opportunity and pretended to fall off the bed inadvertently, so he hugged her.

Love is always a two-way rush, bowing your head and asking both of you to pass the steps, noisy, tolerant and understanding, come over from stumbling and stumbling, and walk towards the future that belongs to them.

When Jiang Li'an and Shen Qingzhuo reached the legal age of marriage, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate.

The weather on the road is fine, and all things are happy.

In the photo of the certificate.

His brows and eyes are clean, his eyes are clear, and he is full of youthful spirit.

Her eyes were curved, and there was a hidden smile in her eyes, sweet and delicate.

On the way back from receiving the certificate, even the streets are much more beautiful than before. They have walked on this street countless times, and now it is their way back from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Coincidentally, the traffic police in front checked the driver's license and stopped the vehicle.

"Please cooperate and show your ID."

Shen Qingzhuo lowered the car window calmly, took out the documents and handed them to him.

The traffic police took a look, not sure, then looked again, a little puzzled.

(End of this chapter)