A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

"Cheng Jianwei, we didn't get married by agreement, we... it was my long-term plan."

Zhou Ciyan's voice was unbearably hoarse. After speaking, his lips covered her again.

His lips were red, the ends of his eyes were stained with emotional crimson, and his breathing was extremely erratic.

Little Moon's lips were better than all the candies in the world. They were sweeter, softer, and... than he imagined.

So close.

Zhou Ciyan opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Jianwei's beautiful and charming phoenix eyes close at hand. Seeing the surprise and momentary indulgence in her eyes, he had the absurd thought that if he could, he would just kiss her like this, no matter the time or place. .

Only when she was out of breath again and her eyes seemed to become fierce did Zhou Ciyan let her go.

He still reluctantly licked his lips, his dark eyes deep, thinking about something.

Moreover, he was still looking at her with burning eyes, as if he would pounce on her again at any time.

How does this eager look look like the cold head of the family?

Zhou Ciyan, who was drunk, was sincere and magnanimous, and had no idea how to write the word "cover up".

Cheng Jian gritted her teeth slightly. If it weren't for Zhou Ciyan's soft lips, she wouldn't have had any unpleasant feelings. Since he was drunk again, she...she almost threw him over her shoulder based on instinct. .

Zhou Ciyan lowered his head and looked at his fingers, as if recalling his touch on her waist just now.

My wife has abdominal muscles...

So, he asked seriously: "Wei Wei's physical strength is very good. Next time, can I kiss you for a longer time?"

Cheng Jianwei clenched his fists with a slight "click", and his forehead also bulged a little with tendons.

Or just throw it over the shoulder.

She calmed down her disordered breathing, feeling that her lips were numb, and her consciousness gradually returned.

Zhou Ciyan unexpectedly kissed her suddenly.

Her body actually didn't resist?

"Zhou Ciyan, shut up and don't talk." Cheng Jianwei's voice was cold, revealing a whisper of lust.

Zhou Ciyan immediately covered his mouth with both hands.

However, after he shut up, he still stared at her with his deep and bewitching dark eyes, full of longing.

Cheng Jian pursed his lips slightly.

He covered his mouth and kissed with his eyes, which was terrifying!

"Zhou Ciyan, what do you mean by planning for a long time?" Cheng Jianwei finally asked.

Zhou Ciyan shook his head.

"deny?"

She let out a soft snort, narrowed her eyes, took out her mobile phone, opened the chat interface with A Yan, and sent it to him: "It's useless not to admit it, you have been exposed...A, Yan, sister ,sister."

The consonants of the last four words rose softly, like the crow of bluebirds in the quiet valley. Cheng Jianwei's eyes questioned, but his cheeks were still flushed with physiological redness.

Zhou Ciyan thought to himself, eh, it sounds nice for my wife to call her Sister Ayan.

He looked at the screen in front of him and said nothing.

Cheng Jian frowned slightly: "Why don't you speak?"

Zhou Ciyan felt aggrieved: "..."

Didn't his wife tell him to shut up?

Cheng Jian was stunned for two seconds and suddenly understood what he meant.

"Zhou Ciyan, you are really a little princess who cannot be cruel," she took a deep breath, feeling that she really shouldn't be angry with a drunk person, and said in a low voice, "I told you to shut up because you were not allowed to kiss. It’s not that I don’t want you to answer my questions.”

Zhou Ciyan was very unfamiliar with the title "little princess". After hearing this, he was confused for a while, and then he saw the words on the screen clearly, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and logged in to his WeChat account that he had not logged in for several years.

"It turns out that Weiwei sent me so many messages." Zhou Ciyan's voice was choked with sobs, and his fingertips slid across the screen, with huge sadness and sadness in his eyes.

The next moment, a line of clear tears rolled down from his eyes without warning, and his black eyes were completely stained by the color of water.

Cheng Jian's pupils trembled slightly.

Zhou Ciyan admitted that he was A Yan, and then... cried?

She stood up suddenly and realized that she had been sitting on Zhou Ciyan's lap from just now until now.

Cheng Jian's cheeks felt hot. She was just sitting on his lap like this, and she was thinking of throwing him over her shoulder?

It was the most embarrassing thing for her to see anyone cry, let alone a stunning beauty like Zhou Ciyan who made her cry: "Zhou, Zhou Ciyan, don't cry, it's not...you, why are you crying?"

She stuttered over her words and awkwardly comforted him. She didn't know where to put her hands, and finally she could only put them on his shoulders.

"I just send a message to Ayan during the holidays, and I haven't sent it for two years. If you don't reply, then you haven't replied. I don't blame you. Don't cry, don't cry-"

Cheng Jianwei picked up a piece of chocolate on the table and gave it to him: "Here it is, your favorite little moon."

Zhou Ciyan didn't want chocolate. He took his mobile phone and read the messages Cheng Jianwei sent him one by one. He cried silently while reading.

[Sister Ayan, I’m going to start school tomorrow. I don’t know what Qingbei is like, and I’m still a little uneasy. Your studies are so good, which university are you from? 】

[Sister Ayan, a drama of our company is about to be released. I will play a small supporting role. I wonder if you will like it. 】

[Sister, you have been very busy recently. I am also very busy. I have to film, be responsible for other things, and have classes. I have asked for leave too many times, and the teacher may be disappointed...]

[Sister Ayan, happy Mid-Autumn Festival. 】

[Ayan, happy new year. 】

[Sister, have a healthy Dragon Boat Festival. 】

[Happy New Year and best wishes. 】

[How are you doing recently? Best wishes. 】

[Happy New Year and best wishes. 】

【Are you there? 】

The handsome man lowered his head and drooped his eyelids. Big drops of tears splashed on the screen of his mobile phone, blurring the words, as if putting a soft and distorted filter on everything.

It turns out that Weiwei liked his simple company during those few months so much.

She later sent him so many messages, as well as those lovely daily remarks, and "Best wishes", but he never replied even once.

How disappointed and sad Weiwei is.

"I really deserve to die..."

Zhou Ciyan wiped her tears hard, her voice hoarse: "I... saw Weiwei and Feng Mian together. I was disappointed, I was in pain, and my love turned negative... In anger, I never logged in to this account again. But...I am reluctant to delete Weiwei."

He spoke out whatever words came to his mind. Facing her, he looked candidly as if he wanted to hold his heart in front of her eyes and accept any questioning from her.

Cheng Jianwei listened.

She got it.

Zhou Ciyan is really a fan of his for many years. Since his debut, he would rather lie and say that a girl wants to accompany him. However, after knowing that he and Feng Mian were together, his girlfriend was a fan, bah, and his boyfriend was a fan. Turned black.

Even though he was a fan who turned negative, when he was angry, he just didn't reply to his message, instead of deleting or blocking himself.

"Okay, okay, Zhou Ciyan, Ciye, Aci, Sister Ayan..." Cheng Jianwei called his name one by one, "Little princess, I forgive you, how can you not cry? You will never let me kill you too. Kiss, hug and hold me high, right?”

Zhou Ciyan stopped crying: "Really?"