Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

He was wearing the usual white antique suit, the smile on his face made people feel like a spring breeze, his unstained temperament, and elegant demeanor, he was completely a handsome gentleman.

But Cheng Qiyan frowned, when some kind of disgusted emotion wanted to find an outlet, this kind of person who couldn't find fault was the most annoying.

The dining cart was pushed in front of Cheng Qiyan, and there was a huge silver dinner plate on it.

Xiao Ting climbed onto the chair and lifted the cover of the dinner plate.

"Dad, look, Xiaoyu and I made it ourselves!"

On a plate lay a giant roast turkey!

Cheng Qiyan was speechless, still staring at Tan Yuran, and then pointed to the photo on the wall with his chin.

"That is how the matter?"

The three of them looked over there together.

"That's what I did!!!"

Xiao Ting raised her hand. She didn't hear the questioning tone in Cheng Qiyan's words, but thought it was a masterpiece worthy of praise.

"I made these with money from a piggy bank full~~Secretly, here's a surprise for you! Daddy likes it?"

Tan Yuran shook her head, signaling Cheng Qiyan not to take the child's kindness into consideration.

Under the gentle mask, hides the soul with a wicked smile~~

Cheng Qiyan was about to explode, but Xiao Ting tugged on his sleeve expectantly, "Don't you like it, Dad?"

"...I like it, why don't I like it..."

"Then why do you have such an expression?"

"No, yes, isn't it a surprise, Dad was surprised, hehe... I am very happy now..."

People who are fathers always have to take care of many things, just like people who wear shoes are always afraid of people with bare feet.

Cheng Qiyan let it go on the surface, but in his heart, he was still worried about it.

When the heart beats, I want to let him go, and I also want to let myself go beyond that boundary.

When in doubt, I want to cut this blurred line, but I can't completely every time.

Perhaps, it was in these little things that he lost his position inch by inch, that he suddenly resisted when Tan Yuran made progress.

But this time, he was fooled again.

Did he overestimate his own defense capability, or underestimate Tan Yuran's danger index?

At the dining table, there was a lot of fun.

The Christmas dinner cooked by Tan Yuran is very popular. The exquisite tableware and the food inside, no matter the color, smell, shape, everything is very appetizing.

But in fact, everyone has their own ideas, and even Xiaoting is thinking about how to help her father marry Xiaoyu to be her mother.

After dinner, they went to the crowded square and waited together for the 12 o'clock lighting of the Christmas tree, which is said to be the largest in the entire North.

When that moment came, the visual impact was self-evident. Accompanied by the fireworks in the sky, Xiao Ting sat on Cheng Qiyan's shoulder and yelled loudly.

, Such a dazzling moment can wash away a lot of negative emotions.

It was not until a long time later that they realized that they had spent so much memorable time together.

Beside the warm fireplace, Cheng Qiyan and Tan Yuran sat quietly on the cushions and drank beer. They were both wearing white bathrobes, and the orange firelight shone ambiguously on their bodies.

Ying, at this time, everything happened so naturally.

Tan Yuran gently untied the knot on Cheng Qiyan's bathrobe, and without restraint, the bathrobe scattered to both sides of the body, showing a seductive body.

The dry palm rubbed against the fresh skin, causing itching, and the rhythm of breathing began to be chaotic.

Cheng Qiyan looked at the hand walking on him with tears in his eyes.

He didn't want to be awkward, but it was weird to have physical contact with a man like that, and why, to be touched?

When the time came, Xin's affirmation of his feelings would be calm, and he accepted Tan Yuran's pursuit.

She is also willing to try to have physical contact, but it is just an attempt, and in Cheng Qiyan's world, there is absolutely no concept of having sex with a man.

try!

But that hand is getting lower and lower...