No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

b City Academy of Fine Arts.

In the evening sky, red clouds floated and the golden light was dazzling.

Meng Yan slowly walked out of the campus. She was wearing a white shirt and a white skirt. Under the skirt, she had a pair of long white legs that caught people's attention, but she didn't realize it.

There is a bus stop at the entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Bus No. 2 was slowly approaching not far away, and Meng Yan took a step towards it, preparing to get on the bus.

Beside, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped first, with its window half-lowered, revealing a familiar and dignified face...it was Qiao Shiyan.

Meng Yan was stunned and couldn't help but take a step back.

The man leaned forward and opened one side of the car door, staring at her with his black eyes, and said in a low voice: "Get in the car!"

The bus behind me was honking its horn.

The classmates around are also watching.

Meng Yan bit her lower lip lightly and bent down to get into the car. As soon as she got in, a strong arm crossed her body and gently closed the door.

Wearing only a snow-white shirt, he moved back and forth, his arms brushing against the girl's sensitivity.

Meng Yan's little face seemed to be on fire.

At this time, the car moved slowly, and the driver in the front seat naturally asked: "Mr. Qiao, where are we going?"

Qiao Shiyan looked down at Meng Yan.

The little girl's thoughts were almost transparent and could not be hidden from the man. She felt a little aggrieved and her eyes were red, "I want to go home."

After finishing his words, Qiao Shiyan smiled softly.

He told the driver, "Send Miss Meng home."

Meng Yan curled up to one side, and after a while, she asked, "How do you know my name, and how do you know where I live?"

Qiao Shiyan didn't answer, he still looked at her.

What little girl can withstand the gaze of a mature and noble man, not to mention that he is so good-looking. Meng Yan's face turned red. She huddled on the back of the leather chair, her eyes red, and she refused to talk to him anymore.

In her heart, she secretly decided to draw a clear line with him.

He is too profound.

No matter how innocent Meng Yan is, she can still sense that the man around her is dangerous.

"Angry?"

Qiao Shiyan chuckled again. He leaned over and took out a bottle of Wahaha from the locker in front. He inserted a straw into it and handed it to Meng Yan: "The little girl's favorite."

Meng Yan looked away: "I don't want to drink...I'm not angry."

"Not angry? Why are your eyes red, like a little rabbit?"

Qiao Shiyan raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch her eyes.

It was dark inside the car, and she stared at his handsome face with horror, forgetting all her reactions...

But his hand stopped.

After that, he handed the bottle of Wahaha to her lips, as if coaxing a child: "Put the straw in, drink it! After giving it to you, I have to go back to the company for a meeting."

Meng Yan said softly, getting off the car.

A male hand gently held hers, and she was startled like a little rabbit.

Want to pull away,

But she didn't dare to be too obvious. She was afraid that the driver in front of her would notice it, which would be too embarrassing.

Qiao Shiyan didn't let her pull away, her little nose was red with embarrassment.

Xuan Ran wanted to cry.

Qiao Shiyan held her hand tightly. Her palm was small and soft. He whispered: "I received the suit from you and came here to pick it up...why didn't you return it to me in person?"

He asked knowingly.

Doesn't he like someone else? Why would he ask her like this?

No matter how stupid she was, she more or less understood that he was doing it on purpose... He was teasing her on purpose, just like teasing a little pet. She was not his little pet!

Meng Yan was embarrassed and refused to pay attention to him anymore.

Qiao Shiyan stopped teasing her, but he didn't let go of her hand either. He kept it in his hand. She didn't drink the Wahaha, but he also held it in his hand. They sat side by side in the luxurious car, which was perfect. A pair of beautiful people, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.

As time passed, Meng Yan's palms became sweaty.

When she got out of the car, she ran very fast.

When she got home, the servant Axiang saw her face red, so she went downstairs and found a good-looking man standing next to the car. The car was extremely expensive, and the man was also good-looking.

The man is mature, handsome, and looks rich, but he can tell he is 30 years old.

Axiang can't take too much care of the master's affairs.

When Axiang was packing her clothes, she said intentionally or unintentionally: "Your brother specifically said last time that he is too young to fall in love... I think so too. Men nowadays are very bad, especially rich ones. A man should only choose a beautiful girl to fall in love with for a year and a half, and then find another one if there is no freshness."

Meng Yan heard what A Xiang meant.

Her voice was small: "Not my boyfriend, the one who saved Lian Xin last time!"

Ah Xiang paused for a moment, then her hands became deft again, and she said: "Then you have to be even more careful! He is a hero who saves a beauty, and he is offering his life to repay his kindness. He is also your classmate... Why is this person still involved with you? Are you on board?"

Meng Yan drank the ice powder and did not dare to say anything.

But from that day on, Qiao Shiyan would take her home every day after school.

At first, I just sent her home.

A week later, he invited her to dinner, and they all booked the top-floor restaurant... Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant, you could see the Ferris wheel in the distance of the city, rolling gently with neon lights.

Meng Yan was used to being alone, and she liked the company of others.

The man was well-dressed, holding a mug in his hand, watching the fireworks across the city with her by her side.

At ten o'clock in the evening, bursts of cheers came from downstairs.

A kiss fell on her lips.

Meng Yan was stunned, and then her hand was held by the man with one hand.

Qiao Shiyan turned sideways, put down the mug in his hand, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, lowered his head and picked up the girl's first kiss... The rose petals with a faint fragrance lured him into kissing her deeply again and again.

He gently grabbed her hands, raised them up, and pressed her against the cold glass.

Their bodies were pressed against each other, his masculinity ironing her tenderness, and the burning masculine scent made her body weak, unable to move or resist.

She trembled her red lips: "Mr. Qiao!"

The man's thin lips gently touched her tender neck, and his voice was low: "Call me Qiao Shiyan..."

Meng Yan was extremely scared.

She regretted that she shouldn't have gone out with him. She wanted to push him away, but she had no strength at all... He rubbed her slowly, teaching her to be familiar with a man's body, and teaching her to be familiar with a man's feelings and feelings. want.

But he never touched her.

There was only the light of silver candles in the luxurious restaurant, and they were the only two standing high in the sky... Meng Yan was extremely scared. She felt that if she took a step back, she would be in an abyss, and if she took a step forward, she would be in a warm embrace.

Finally, she lay on his shoulder with red eyes.

She whispered that he was bad.

Qiao Shiyan hugged her and looked down at her little face——

Small and shiny.

Her long black hair was draped smoothly over her thin shoulders. She was wearing a thin sweater that was slightly off-the-shoulder. At this time, her shoulders were half exposed... and she was lying softly in his arms.

Qiao Shiyan knew that he only had to go one step further.

She is hers.

He also thought that if she was not Meng Yanhui's sister, then she would really be the most beautiful existence in the world. She was so well protected that she would not be contaminated by a trace of dust... and she liked him so carefully and protected herself so carefully. My secret, for fear that others will know.

However, her thoughts were written on her face.

How could he not see it?

……

He still didn't touch her and still dated her.

It took him less than half a year to make her fall deeply in love with him, and then he took her to visit Xiangshi...

That day, he was sure it would rain heavily.

He took Meng Yan to play golf. When he returned, they were stranded halfway up the mountain, so they naturally stayed in a high-end B&B with multiple rooms, but Qiao Shiyan only chose a suite.

When he took the room key, Meng Yan pulled on his sleeve.

She looked at him eagerly.

Qiao Shiyan knew that she didn't want to have a relationship with him, but he felt that was enough... He spent too much time on her, and he believed that he insisted and she couldn't keep the bottom line.

She is so well-behaved and obedient.

Qiao Shiyan's dark eyes were deep. He held her hand and led her into the suite.

The room is about 80 square meters and decorated with logs.

After entering the room, Qiao Shiyan answered the phone. After talking for about 5 minutes, he looked sideways at Meng Yan and raised his chin slightly: "My clothes are all wet. Go take a shower first... come out and I will blow dry your hair."

Meng Yan's little feet were bare, stepping on the wool blanket.

She was a little nervous.

But when she saw that Qiao Shiyan acted like a gentleman and only had business matters in mind, she felt that she was overthinking: Meng Yan, what are you thinking about? I don't mean that!

She relaxed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

For a moment, the water vapor in the bathroom filled up, and the girl's body loomed... She hummed softly, enjoying the joy of bathing.

The bathroom door was gently opened.

She immediately covered herself up and huddled in the corner, looking at him with pitiful eyes.

Qiao Shiyan's dark eyes darkened slightly.

He closed the glass door with his backhand, blocking out the spring light in the room. He walked towards her, hugged her and kissed her naturally...

His kiss is no longer restrained,

But indulgence, indulgence of love and desire.

Meng Yan clung to his slender and strong body and whispered that she was scared. Qiao Shiyan teased her gently, watching her reaction with his black eyes intently... The girl's body was sensitive and fragile, and was almost damaged by his teasing.

He is very patient,

Until her body was ready, he turned off the hot water, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

On the sheets, two bodies tumbled,

In the midst of the unbearable pain, her hands were held by the man, their fingers clasped tightly, and she begged for mercy and soft and hoarse coaxing sounds... she murmured charmingly throughout the night.

The next day, they registered their marriage.

A wedding was held in a small church in Xiangshi, and Meng Yan became Mrs. Qiao.

She settled in Xiangshi with him. She transferred to Xiangshi Academy of Fine Arts to study. She thought she was very happy... At the beginning, Qiao Shiyan did treat her very well. For about two or three months, he came back every night. House's.

But later on, he rarely came back.

Come back once a week,

Later, I only came back once every month...

Occasionally, there would be a faint smell of women's perfume on him, and there would be women's lipstick marks on his shirt. He never hid it from her, she thought, he let her know on purpose!

Slowly, she began to understand that he did not love her.

He pursues her,

He had actually planned to marry her for a long time!