What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

Qiao Yiran heard that his voice gradually became crying, and turned around nervously, trying to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Hey, wait! Don't cry!"

Qiao Yiran was really frightened by this guy's burst of tears last time. When he saw that he was flooding the golden mountain again, he panicked all of a sudden. He began to calm his emotions: "I really don't want to leave, it's just that the season is changing now, and I need to go back and pack my clothes, so you can rest assured, okay?"

Qiao Yiran patted him on the back very skillfully, and started to explain frantically with a strong desire to survive: "I was wrong, I was wrong, you urged me to move just now, I just wanted to make a joke, I shouldn't take This kind of thing is teasing you, can you stop crying first?"

Chu Zheng was embraced by this man in a very safe posture, listening to his incoherent explanation, seeing his obviously nervous expression, and a series of promises that were not repeated, Chu Zheng was suddenly satisfied realized a problem:

It turned out that when I was alone, worrying about gains and losses, and entangled in anxiety, all my thoughts were felt, and were carefully cherished and protected-really!There is no better news than this!

Qiao Yiran felt that he had made a big death, and regretted it endlessly: Wannian straight man was so mean when he fell in love for the first time. But there is no intention of hurting the other party even a little bit!

Just as Qiao Yiran was racking his brains trying to say some words of comfort, something warm and soft suddenly blocked his mouth quietly.

Chu Zheng closed his eyes, and without hesitation kissed that longing lips.

This is the first real first kiss.

Qiao Yiran could feel the other person's body trembling slightly, and there was a fresh mint aroma spreading between his lips and teeth. The sudden rise in the hot temperature made him instinctively pinch the back of the other person's head. kissed.

He, he is really sweet!

A long time passed.

Qiao Yiran let go of his hand with a dreamy face.

Chu Zheng's cheeks were flushed because he had held his breath for too long. He raised his head, not daring to look at the lover in front of him wrongly: it was still the same pair of black eyes that were as clear as lake water, but at this moment, they were rippling deep. Unfathomable and unpredictable gentleness, almost drowning people in it.

Qiao Yiran rubbed his hair amusedly: "Wake up, you're back to your senses!"

Chu Zheng was silent for a while, he could hear his own voice dry: "I... really seem to be dreaming."

Qiao Yiran looked at him with a smile.

This guy is always like this, eager, straightforward, and undisguised—the way he looked up, his eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, and it was so damn exciting.

Huge hugs for starting over.

I don't know who laughed first.

The two laughed and laughed and fell on the bed that had just been made.

Lying side by side by Qiao Yiran's side, Chu Zheng had a sleepwalking expression on his face. Up to now, he felt as if he had stepped into a cotton candy, that kind of sweet and illusory, frivolous, and unpredictable.

He rested his hands on his pillow, his eyes were empty, and his tone was light: "You know what? I don't think I've ever been so happy!"

"I'm so happy!"

The softness in Qiao Yiran's heart rose layer by layer, he smiled and turned his head away, and kissed the other side's side face that had melted from ice and snow with a little pity.

Somewhat inappropriately, he recalled the expression on the first time he saw Chu Zheng—cold, fierce, murderous, filled with shocking depression and despair, which made people suspicious. Disassemble eight pieces.

Never imagined that the world is impermanent and unpredictable, and there can be such a twist and turns.

At this dreamlike moment, Qiao Yiran sincerely hopes that in every day, every hour, every minute, every second in the future, he can protect this person's relaxed, comfortable, and unshakable smile at this moment, so that For the rest of his life, there is only sunshine and joy, no cold and sorrow.

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The intimate contact that day seemed to break some unknown taboo, and Qiao Yiran and Chu Zheng began their cohabitation life tacitly.

Chu Zheng looked like he had taken a panacea, and his face was radiant every day, and he became more and more handy when the Chu family handled company affairs.

In the past, he was able to tolerate Chu Rongxuan's small actions from time to time for his father's sake, but since this guy kept sowing discord between himself and Qiao Yiran, Chu Zheng was like a dynamite that had been ignited, no matter how unbearable it was. He poured the suppressed anger completely on Chu Rongxuan.

Chu's middle managers had a big change, which almost made everyone in the management feel insecure - Chu Zheng inherited 35% of Chu's shares from his mother, and this right to speak was even slightly stronger than his father's. heavier.

Under such a stormy blow, Chu Rongxuan had almost no strength to parry.

This time, Chu Zheng was under pressure and completely broke with Chu Rongxuan, and he was ready to be pulled by Mr. Chu for an interview, but quite abnormally, there was no special movement from Chu's old house. An invitation was handed to him.

The butler in a black tuxedo politely delivered the invitation letter, while Chu Zheng's face was cold, obviously very unhappy now.

To be honest, Chu Zheng didn't have much closeness to his physical father, and he didn't want to attend the birthday party held for him in the old house at all - he had this time to waste on such boring parties If it's online, wouldn't it be nice to stay at home with Qiao Yiran and open up a two-person world without being disturbed!

But no matter what, he was the young master of the Chu family after all, so he couldn't completely ignore his father's opinion just because of this.

The strength of the Qiao family is far from that of the Chu family, but they are still considered to be the upper class in Haicheng. This time the Chu family's old house held a big banquet, and they naturally received separate invitations.

When Qiao Yiran brought Qiao's family to the dinner party in Chu's old house, there were already many people in the middle of the dance floor and began to socialize with each other.

The double-layer circular staircase spreads upwards, the chandelier hanging above the high dome is full of brilliance, and the lights in the spacious dance floor are blurred. Gorgeous evening dresses and elegant suits shuttle among them, making the atmosphere even hotter.

The waiter leading the way bowed very respectfully: "Mr. Qiao, please follow me, the old man is waiting for you up there."

Qiao Yiran briefly talked to his parents, and then calmly followed the waiter, stepping on the retro wooden stairs, all the way up to the study on the third floor.

The windows of the study room were tightly closed, and the light in the room seemed a little dim. It seemed that there were two worlds separated from the downstairs. The third floor was so quiet that one could even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Grandpa Chu, Chu Hancheng, is no longer young. This former lion is now very old, but he can still see some of the majesty of the past.

He sat upright behind a black rosewood desk, the deep nasolabial folds at the corners of his mouth showed his seriousness.

Chu Rongxuan was also sitting at the side, and when he saw Qiao Yiran coming in, he greeted him quite naturally, as if the previous quarrels had never happened before: "Brother Qiao, you are here."

Mr. Chu waved his hand to signal the waiter to step down, then pointed to the seat in front of him: "Yi Ran, sit down."

Qiao Yiran raised his eyebrows: Looking at this posture, Mr. Chu wants to have a long talk with him?What is there that is worth such a mobilization?

Mr. Chu coughed, and started the topic on his own: "Yi Ran, I heard that Chu Zheng had a conflict with you recently?"

Qiao Yiran waved his hand, his expression was calm and gentle, impeccable: "It's nothing, just a little awkwardness between lovers."

Mr. Chu frowned, which made the lines left by the years on his face more profound: "Yi Ran, you don't need to cover up for him anymore, this matter has been spread in the circle recently, and I know it all. "

Old Mr. Chu frowned, and there was an undeniable seriousness in his tone: "This kid Chu Zheng is just messing around, quarreling and quarreling, and even restricting your personal freedom?"

Qiao Yiran had no choice but to interrupt Mr. Chu Hancheng's self-talk: "Uncle Chu, I just have a lot of work recently, and I just want to take a break."

Chu Rongxuan also pretended to persuade in a low voice beside him: "Yes, Dad, this is a matter between the two of them. The eldest brother also said, let us not interfere."

This sentence is enough, once said, it immediately made Mr. Chu even more angry: "Let us not interfere, I think this bastard is lawless, and now even his father can't control him, can he?"

Old Mr. Chu waved his hand: "Little Qiao, tell me the truth, has he restricted your personal freedom and prevented you from going out? The security system of his villa is indeed well installed, but he is not allowed to use it like this. For a dignified president of the Chu family, using these low-level methods is simply a drop in price!"

It's hard to say how much Mr. Chu has feelings for his rebellious eldest son, but the rumor of "imprisonment play" has indeed spread in the circle in private recently, and Chu Zheng Emotions were out of control on set as evidence.It would not be surprising if old Mr. Chu felt ashamed after hearing this rumor——

As the young master and future heir of the Chu family, Chu Zheng fell in love with a man obsessively, and it was fine for him to cause a storm in the city. Everyone knew about it, and it really made Mr. Chu lose face.

Hearing old master Chu comment on Chu Zheng like this, Qiao Yiran couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his head, and was about to refute the other party's words, but suddenly heard the door open with a "click".

Chu Zheng stood at the door against the light, with a cold face.

"Mr. Chu, I don't need you to worry about such trivial matters."

"Since in the first 20 years of my life, you never cared about my life, from now on, I don't think I need any guidance from you."

"No matter what you think or think, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that I will marry him in the future, and I swear that no matter life, old age, sickness or death, I will love and be loyal to each other for the rest of my life. I promise that I will never be separated."

The author has something to say: Now is the time for the kindergarten theater!

Joe is three years old (very cheap): Today's new deskmate is so cute!I really want to reach out my claws to tease his hair!

Chu Sansui (obediently lowering his head): Here, let me pet it~