Your lips are exactly what I want

"Why, have you become angry from embarrassment? Or are you guilty?" An Yimo was completely unthreatened by her words, and sat on the sofa beside him naturally, with a stiff smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Did you say enough?" Clenching his fists tightly, he didn't expect An Yimo's move, Chu Qike's eyes were slightly red, but she couldn't bear it, so he could only take a deep breath to calm his trembling emotions .

"Tell me what you want."

His brows were trembling, An Yimo looked at her with trembling eyes, almost unable to hold back the anger in his heart, he stood up suddenly and slammed hard on her face, loud slaps came from the room, Chu Qi Ke lightly covered his flushed face, without any dissatisfaction, and still looked at her calmly.

"It was my fault first, as long as you tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you."

An Yimo stretched out his hand and was about to hit her, but the strength of his hand softened all of a sudden, and it fell powerlessly to his side, unable to lift it up again. Facing her face, tears suddenly fell from his eyes. The pale lips were wet, the tears were slightly salty, very bitter, and he could hardly bear that kind of bitterness, and finally lost the battle.

"What do you think I am? Your toy? Keep it by your side when you need it, and ignore it when it's worthless. Chu Qike, in your eyes, I am so humble."

"I have already said that there is only a working relationship between us. It is because you think too much."

"Working relationship? What about last night? Who came to my house drunk? Is this considered a working relationship?" An Yimo took a few steps back dejectedly, staring blankly at Chu Qi who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone in front of him. Ke, her heart was twisted like a knife. It seemed that she was just suffering for no reason. In the middle of the night, beside Chu Qike, she silently looked sideways at her face, and even imagined that she could return To be by his side, now it seems really ridiculous, Chu Qike doesn't know what is emotion at all, so he doesn't know what is giving at all, all the attention is always only on Xu Ruoling, not her An Yimo.

Sighing for a long time, Chu Qike felt his heart tremble heavily, and then fell to the ground heavily. He did not deny An Yimo's accusation, but his seemingly calm face was actually turbulent.

"Sorry." He said lightly, he had nothing else to say, he just wanted to express his apology, but he knew it was useless.

"I don't need your apology, and I don't need you to pity me like a poor beggar, which makes me feel sick." Youyou turned around, and An Yimo slowly smoothed the hair from her temples behind her ears.

"I don't want to see you again."

Pushing the door decisively and leaving, the sound of the door closing echoed in the empty room, hitting Chu Qike's already tense heartstrings, and he closed his eyes helplessly, it was really too late.

The night gradually darkened, and the temperature in the room also became cold. Yan Fei carefully tucked up the quilt for the sleeping Su Shengxi, and then got up to check the time. It was already around five o'clock. All grains of rice have not been eaten, just relying on taking medicine to alleviate the condition. It is not good to not eat something. When preparing towels, I have already checked the condition of the refrigerator. There is not much left in it. It is still early, so prepare Going out to buy something in case of emergency, after double checking Su Shengyu's situation, Yan Fei picked up the keys and bag on the table and walked outside, closing the door carefully so as not to wake her up.

Slowly starting the car, Yan Fei turned on her mobile phone and checked the map. The supermarket is not far away, and she should be there soon. It takes only half an hour to make a round trip, and nothing will happen.

The moment the engine started, those eyes that had been sleeping for a long time slowly opened, rubbed his sore back with difficulty, barely straightened up, forced his mind to wake up, and half sat on the bed, the cold wind on the window sill was not obstructed at all. He brushed his face, brushed his fine middle hair, stood up under the dark sky, put on a dark coat with one hand stiffly to cover the bandage on his left hand, bit one end of the bandage with his teeth, and tied it neatly , stood up decisively, his thin back was slowly elongated by the afterglow of the setting sun under the half-covered door frame.

Friday night is approaching, Chen Yilan is sitting in front of the computer, staring intently at the computer screen, carefully scanning one document after another, the long hair in the shawl is casually pulled up at this moment, different from the usual Professional style, today she is wearing a casual plaid shirt and denim shorts. She has an impeccable figure. From time to time, her white and slender legs stimulate Fang Sijue who is working overtime and reading documents. Her exquisite and perfect profile is even more impressive. Touching her heartstrings, she simply put down the document in her hand and walked to Chen Yilan's side, leaning over to kiss her cheek, but Chen Yilan dodged quickly.

"Why?" Still staring at the screen intently, pushing away Fang Sijue's clutches with one hand, Chen Yilan didn't seem to care.

"Tsk, stingy." Fang Sijue gave Chen Yilan a dissatisfied look, took her hand and rubbed it in his palm.

"Are you still busy on Friday night? Isn't tomorrow the weekend?" Fang Sijue rubbed her neck for comfort, shaking her hand pitifully.

Chen Yilan laughed lightly when provoked by her, held her face and stroked it appreciatively, like stroking a furry ball.

"Okay, wait a little longer, just finish this page."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. You say that every time, but every time you start with an hour." Fang Sijue shook his head in protest.

"Don't believe me." Chen Yilan put her head away bluntly, and continued to stare at the computer screen.

Fang Sijue glared at her maliciously, walked behind her with a smirk.

The originally bright and dazzling screen went black, and then the chair slowly tilted down. Only then did Chen Yilan realize that Fang Sijue had covered her eyes. As the chair tilted more and more, her body was almost in the air. The queen didn't cry out all the time, but she was already in a cold sweat and kept silent.

Seeing that Chen Yilan still had the aloof look of a queen, even though she was about to face the fate of falling into a dog and eating shit, Fang Sijue finally softened, and embraced her body in his arms.

"Baby, were you scared just now? Did you really want me to be by your side?" Fang Sijue tightened his hand around Chen Yilan's waist with a magnanimous narcissism, and kissed her vigorously s face.

"..." Chen Yilan's face had black lines, why is this person so shameless.

"Come, come, let me take good care of you." Fang Sijue put on a strange tone, and spoke in a rough voice to Chen Yilan, completely ignoring the annoyance on her face.

"Ah!" Due to a momentary negligence, Fang Sijue was easily taken advantage of by Chen Yilan, and was firmly fixed on the bed behind him. Queen Chen narrowed her eyes slightly, and stretched out her hand to smooth her long messy hair behind her ears. He pressed down on Fang Sijue aggressively.

"It doesn't matter who hurts who."

"What are you doing!" Fang Sijue looked terrified.

"What am I going to do, you should know better than me." The beautiful eyes slanted slightly, but they were so alluring.

"Hey, who said that you want to see the file just now!"

"Who said it was Friday night."

"Uh... that..." At a loss for words, Fang Sijue blinked helplessly. If he wanted to show off his tongue with Chen Yilan, there would always be only one word - die!

"Say something quickly." He mercilessly gave the trembling Fang Sijue one last chance. Chen Yilan raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, and looked at her playfully, like an eagle looking at a dying chicken. Swallowed it in one gulp.

Fang Sijue thought for a long time, then put his hands on his chest in an instant, and stared at the majestic Morning Queen in horror.

"Woman, spare your life!"