The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

The temperature of the fingers clamped on the chin was astonishingly hot.

Qiu Yun raised his hand and wanted to wave it away, but when he heard Zhou Qiyuan's words, he paused slightly, suspecting that he didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

In the dark, Zhou Qiyuan suddenly let out a low laugh.

The fingertips clamped on the chin moved to the lips, and opened his lips and teeth—the darkness magnified the human senses and sense of smell, and the breath sprayed out of each other was mixed with a slightly drunken aroma, warmed by the rising temperature Fermentation makes people feel drunk.

At the banquet tonight, Zhou Qiyuan stood in front of Qiu Yun throughout the whole process, telling him that he didn't finish a glass of wine—but the sharply rising temperature around him and the smell of wine in the air lingered on his nose, making him a little dizzy.

Vaguely, I only felt a hot hand groping for the edge of the canines, and the soft fingertips rested on the sharp tips of the canines, as if testing the sharpness of the canines.

What kind of strange hobby is this?

Just as Qiu Yun was thinking, there was a "pop" in his ear, and the crystal chandelier immediately projected a bright light, which made him squint his eyes uncomfortably—through the slits of his eyes, he saw the man standing in front of him withdrawing his eyes nonchalantly. Finger, staring at him for a moment with wide open eyes, then cruising on his face again.

Tonight's youth has completely faded away, and through the stylist's pair of masterful hands that turn magic into decay, the piece of beautiful jade in front of him has been thoroughly polished to make it even more dazzling.

The appearance is still exquisite, but the outline has become much sharper and tougher, especially the pair of slightly squinted eyes, the light shining inside makes people dare not look too closely.

Zhou Qiyuan sighed slightly in his heart, the little boy has finally grown up...

Thinking of this, he leaned over and kissed the other person's forehead, and then said restrainedly: "You didn't mark me yesterday or today, shouldn't your teeth be itchy too?"

Qiu Yun was slightly taken aback, subconsciously licked his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue, and immediately understood - the words that imply metaphors, the appearance of posturing is really...

Before he could figure out why, his shoulders were heavy——Zhou Qiyuan buried his head on Qiu Yun's shoulders, wrapped his long arms around the back of his neck, lifted off the band-aid on the glands, and sent the glands to his mouth side.

Looking down at the tooth marks on the gland that hadn't faded, he couldn't bear to speak.

The two of them have been tired of being together for the past two days, and even though they stayed in the old house last night, Zhou Qiyuan didn't leave half a step, it can be said that his whole body smelled of his pheromones.

Zhou Qiyuan, who was seduced by his lip licking movement, did not see his movement for a long time, and gradually realized this.

He raised his head to let him go, unbuttoned his suit jacket, threw it on the sofa, and walked to the bar, took a bottle of red wine that had been sobered up a long time ago, poured a glass and put it on the bar, raised his head, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes At this moment, the hard ice melted into a gentle smile: "You have a glass of wine first, and I'll take a bath."

Wine is a good thing.

It can mobilize people's emotions and calm people's nervous mood.

Zhou Qiyuan thought so, the first time for the two of them should not be hasty, it must have a good start.

Moreover, he still has to worry about the ability of his little boy to bear it, so he can't be more anxious.

So let the little boy drink some wine first, brew up his emotions, and mobilize the atmosphere before the adult's happiness.

Qiu Yun turned her head to look at him, the man was really good-looking.

With a full forehead, a high and straight nose, and narrow eyebrows and eyes, smiling at himself like a ray of spring breeze in a spring day swayed into his heart.

He walked over involuntarily, sat on the high chair, watched the other party enter the room, raised his chin and picked up the wine glass and shook it unconsciously. The red liquid rolled on the transparent glass wall, exuding intoxicating incense.

The door was closed behind him, blocking his view.

He looked away, only to realize that the suite was decorated like a wedding room - festive red could be seen everywhere, even the curtains were replaced with red curtains.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smile in amazement, no wonder the man who slept with him last night was as honest as a monk, his feelings were preparing for tonight.

Quietly planning tonight's engagement, and preparing the wedding room, unexpectedly, Zhou Qiyuan is a man who is quite... sullen.

but……

Is Zhou Qiyuan an A, or is he stronger than his A in terms of stature, physical strength or genes.

And looking at Zhou Qiyuan's posture, it is obvious that he is the one above him.

This is a bit distressing. When the two A meet, will they fight later?

He took a sip of his wine and frowned slightly. He was not sure that he could crush Zhou Qiyuan. It was not his style to show weakness and make Zhou Qiyuan soft-hearted, so... how to solve the harmonious life of husband and wife?

He didn't think of a solution to this problem until Zhou Qiyuan came out wearing a bath towel, but at this time he couldn't think about it anymore, because the pheromone he left on the other party was gone.

It's just that before the out-of-control emotions came up this time, the other party took the initiative to come over and bent his back to him.

Without any hesitation, Qiu Yun jumped onto the opponent's back, peeled off the wet hair, opened his mouth to bite on the gland where the teeth marks had not faded—rao Zhou Qiyuan was prepared in his heart, but at the moment the pheromone was injected, Still couldn't help shivering.

This feeling is indescribable. To put it plainly, it is like getting an electric shock.

I can't say I'm repelled, but I can't adapt, and I get angry.

He suppressed his stupid, stupid, eager, angry anger, walked into the bar with his son on his back, poured himself a glass of red wine, and poured it down in one gulp, trying to suppress the rambling flames.

But he didn't want this glass of wine to be like adding fuel to the fire, pouring the spark in his body into a prairie fire—the sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes became darker and darker, until the person on the back stopped moving, He grabbed the man into his arms, pressed him on the bar, pinched the man's chin, and said in a hoarse voice, "Now it's my turn."

After all, he leaned over and kissed her.

The fiery lips first touched the corners of each other's lips. The boy had just finished marking. He was so obedient that he couldn't bear to go too far. He suppressed the impulse in his heart and gently touched the other's lips—a cool lip kiss Very gentle, as if afraid of scaring Qiu Yun.

But predation is a male instinct.

Powerful males are extremely possessive and in control of their partners.

As the kiss deepened and Qiu Yun accepted it passively, Zhou Qiyuan, who had controlled the rhythm, became urgent and fierce.

Both had been drinking.

The tight breathing and the entanglement of lips and tongues are full of intoxicating wine taste - not strong, but sweet aftertaste, making people like drinking rain, with endless aftertaste.

Zhou Qiyuan devoted himself wholeheartedly.

Suddenly, the world spun, and the two of them switched positions without warning.

He was slightly startled, and opened his eyes in astonishment, only to see Yanping approaching with red eyes against the backlight, his lips and sudden hot tears fell on his face and lips at the same time.

"..." He blinked, raised his hand to appease the emotional Yanping, a tear fell into his eye, blurring his vision.

The ferocious deep kiss mixed with the salty taste of tears spread in his mouth, which made him feel special.

At the same time, Yeonpei's skillful deep kiss is more touching than his previous rampage.

It aroused his desire to be competitive and controlling - he tightened his arms and responded with a defiant response.

Thinking that he was ten years older than the little boy, his kissing skills were not as good as that of a young boy, so he immediately took his anger out on that dog who taught his little boy.

The other party seemed to notice his distraction, and bit the tip of his tongue.

The pain gathered his thoughts, he didn't want to think about it anymore, he took the initiative to put his arms around the boy's slender waist, and passively led him into the vortex of lust.

The clothes didn't know when they were scattered all over the place.

From the living room all the way to the closed door.

In a word, the happiness of adults is beyond your imagination.

As the night deepened, the guests in the banquet hall gradually left.

Father Zhao, who had been busy all day, saw off the last batch of guests, rubbed his swollen forehead, turned around and saw a tired-looking brother-in-law standing behind him, couldn't help but frowned, Looking around, except for the waiters who cleaned up the venue, everyone else dispersed: "Did you see your sister-in-law and Yan'an?"

During the whole banquet, Nanting was talking with his wife and others, so how could he pay attention to his sister-in-law and Yan'an?

His sanity was a little slowed down by alcohol, and after he realized it, he called a waiter: "Where is the person who asked you to watch?"

Father Zhao frowned even more when he heard this.

sister husband what does this mean?

To make people stare at his wife and son?

The waiter said: "When the staff brought the ring to the stage, they ran away crying. On the way, I saw a young man chasing him out."

Nan Ting waved his hand, turned his face and saw Father Zhao staring at him angrily.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, dragged someone to find a place to sit down, organized his words in his mind, and then whispered: "Pay attention to Yan'an, he..."

"What happened to him?" Father Zhao asked in a deep voice.

"How can I tell you?" Nan Ting was also a little embarrassed.

Yan'an is only 16 years old.

In the heart of the eldest brother, he is an innocent young man who is out of harmony with the world.

If he said it bluntly, the eldest brother thought he was sowing discord, but if he didn't say it, he was worried that Yan'an's lack of restraint would annoy Zhou Qiyuan - after all, Yanping was already engaged to Zhou Qiyuan, and if a brother-in-law would like his brother-in-law again, it would be a no-brainer Tell people to see a joke.

He thought it over again, and only reminded vaguely: "Yan'an may be the young Huaichun, you just need to pay more attention."

Ordinarily, Nan Ting reminded him like this, and combined with him looking for someone to watch Yan'an get engaged to tonight's birthday star, but Yan'an ran out crying, Father Zhao should have understood.

However, Zhao's father really didn't realize it. Zhao Yan'an's idea of ​​worshiping Zhou Qiyuan was deeply rooted in his heart, and he was not at home often, so how could he know what his youngest son was thinking.

So he asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"It's just that there is someone I like." Seeing that he was not enlightened, Nan Ting shook his head and patted his shoulder: "It's getting late, you should contact sister-in-law first to see where he is."

Father Zhao stared at him for a while, then took out his mobile phone and dialed his wife's number.

The call was quickly connected, and there was a faint cry coming from the other end of the microphone. He frowned: "Where are you?"

The other party seemed to have said something, he nodded, relaxed his expression, and asked displeasedly: "Today is Yanping's coming-of-age ceremony and engagement banquet, you mother, why did you leave so early?"

"It's not Yan'an yet." Zhao's mother on the other end of the phone sighed: "This child secretly drank a few glasses of wine out of curiosity, and kept crying when he was drunk. I was afraid of making a joke, so I brought someone back first."

This explanation is not much different from what the waiter said. The crying sound from the microphone should be that Yan'an was drunk and crazy, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you comfort Yan'an first, my side is over, and I will be back later."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Ting, who was waiting beside him, left as early as his tense face calmed down.

Looking at the banquet hall where the curtain had ended, he felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness somehow in his heart.

The eldest son got engaged at the birthday party, and his father was just a foil throughout the whole process, not as close as Zhou Qirong and Yanping—he rubbed his face, and couldn't blame Yanping in his heart, because it was his father who failed too much .

With Father Zhao's departure, the banquet came to an end.

In the suite on the top floor, there was a lot of love until the door opened. Qiu Yun, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, walked out with red eyes, took a glass and red wine from the bar, and went back to the room. In the chaotic bedroom, Zhou Qiyuan leaned sideways on the head of the bed, holding a cigarette with a deep expression on his face.

He really didn't expect that he couldn't stand the teasing so much.

As soon as the little brat fell down with a kiss, he was fascinated. By the time he realized it, he had already been attacked by the little brat.

So... he lost to the inferior skill?

Thinking of this, he stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand, looked up at the approaching young man, and let out a vicious breath: "Give me a drink too."

Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows, poured a glass of wine and handed it over.

The other party took the wine glass and drank it down, then raised his hand to wipe his mouth, threw the glass on the bed, stretched out his long arms, pulled the man over and pressed him under him, and knocked over the wine glass in Qiu Yun's hand.

The wine quickly soaked the red sheets, exuding a charming aroma of wine.

Zhou Qiyuan stared at his eyes with aggressive eyes, and asked through gritted teeth, "Who is that bastard?"

"What dog?" Qiu Yun asked in a daze.

Zhou Qiyuan didn't miss any emotion in his eyes. Seeing that he was still pretending to be confused with himself, he leaned over the other's rosy, moist and shiny lips, and took a hard bite.

The other party's lips were incredibly soft, and after taking a bite, he couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue again, tasting the wine left between the other party's lips and teeth.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

He tasted it one mouthful after another, and the taste was unstoppable.

Breathing intertwined, he ended the kiss with great willpower, ready to continue the interrogation.

It's just that the mouth just opened, before the words came out, there was another round of dizziness, and the little bastard was pressed under him again, and the other's soft voice came from the ear: "Since you can't sleep, let's do it again."

"Wait a minute..." I have prepared a surprise for you!

But all the words swallowed the lips and tongues of the two of them. The lights flickered outside the window, and the advertisement played on the LED display on the building opposite the hotel suddenly disappeared, and a countdown appeared.

When the time stopped at 0 o'clock, a bunch of fireworks rushed into the night.

Like a signal flying, countless electronic fireworks were launched at once, and the gorgeous fireworks bloomed under the night sky, instantly igniting the city that never sleeps——

"Someone is setting off fireworks, junior brother, do you want to see them?" Impatient Jiang Ling squatted beside the bed, turned his face to look at the flickering window sill, the fireworks bursting in the silent night sky burst into colorful colors, Reflect the night sky like day.

He wondered what kind of day it was today, and someone spent such a large sum of money.

Lying on the bed, sobbing, Zhao Yan'an heard the words, opened his swollen eyes, and looked towards the window sill with tears in his eyes - he saw fireworks exploding in the air and forming a group of words: I wish my little boy an adult! hapiness.

The word "adulthood" hurt his heart.

Without waiting for him to blink, the words were fleeting, and then another firework exploded in the air, forming a new set of words: Wish me a happy engagement with my little boy.

"...Wow!" Zhao Yan'an, even a fool, knew that the fireworks were set off by Uncle Qi Yuan for his brother, so he burst into tears immediately.

Jiang Ling also saw it.

In order to see more clearly, he propped up his blood stagnant legs, slowly moved to the balcony, looked up at the two sentences constantly changing in the night sky, Zhao Yanping's face couldn't help appearing in his mind.

He met Zhao Yanping three times in total.

The impression he left on him the first two times was not very good. He felt that this young man was full of thorns, just like him when he was a child.

That's not a good memory.

His father's premature death forced him to grow up and experience the warmth and warmth of human relationships.

Such as ugly relatives, the ugly faces of grandparents and uncles who are like trash, filled his childhood memories. At that time, he often wondered if his father hadn’t died in an accident, would these things not have happened? ?

Originally, he had resigned himself to his fate, but he didn't know that his father was a rich young master until he overheard his uncle arguing with his mother and mentioned his father's family.

He has his own grandpa and grandma, as well as uncles and aunts and uncles. As long as he recognizes his relatives, he can get rid of this family of vampires—but before he could act on these thoughts, his mother said painfully : "Do you think I haven't thought about it? Not long after Qiyu left, I contacted the Zhou family and wanted to send Ling'er back, but the third young master of the Zhou family only replied with one word, telling me to go."

Why!

At that time, I didn't understand, I just felt angry.

I still don't understand it now, and I am even more angry than when I was a child.

They are all descendants of the Zhou family, so why let him and his mother go away?

Just because the fuck is Beta?So it doesn't deserve it?Then he wants to use the identity of Beta to enter Zhou's house!

Looking at the fireworks under the night, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, forced down the unwillingness in his heart, and turned his thoughts to Zhao Yanping.

Unexpectedly, the image of Zhao Yanping tonight emerged in his mind—a boy in a silver-gray suit, covering his tall and straight body, with broad shoulders and slender waist, slender legs, and refreshing short hair fixed on one side with hairspray. Extraordinarily stylish.

Compared with the previous two times, Zhao Yanping has undergone earth-shaking changes - he has become more dazzling.

He couldn't help thinking, if he persisted and pulled Zhao Yanping out of autism, would Zhao Yanping be the one he fell in love with?

If Zhao Yanping became his boyfriend, then Zhou Qiyuan...

Thinking of this, he shook his head. It is one thing to hate the Zhou family, but Zhao Yanping is innocent.

Especially after learning about Zhao Yanping's situation in the Zhao family, no matter how cruel he was, he couldn't do anything to such a poor boy.

Compared to Zhao Yanping who suffered injustice since childhood, Zhao Yanan is the kind of person he hates the most.

Greedy, selfish——after he chased him out, he could probably guess that Zhao Yanan liked Zhou Qiyuan from what Zhao Yanan uttered in confusion while crying.

Still ask him why from time to time?

why?

For him, he doesn't like this kind of dissatisfied person either.

If it weren't for Professor Gu Nian Zhao's care for him, he would be able to see Zhou Qirong tonight, and maybe he could leave a deep impression on him.

This grand fireworks went off for nearly half an hour.

It wasn't until the night sky returned to tranquility that Jiang Ling looked away, turned his head to look at the young man lying on the bed so hoarse from crying, walked over impatiently, and said, "Little brother, it's getting late, I should go too .”

"Don't go." Zhao Yan'an raised his red and swollen eyes, grabbed Jiang Ling's sleeve, and said pitifully, "Brother Jiang Ling, can you stay with me for a while?"

Zhao Yanan kicked Zhao's mother out before.

Last night in the old house, his mother clearly said that he would help him find a way, but Uncle Qi Yuan and his brother were both engaged, but his mother couldn't think of any way.

He has never suffered this kind of grievance since he was a child.

Almost everything he wants, he has, except Uncle Qi Yuan, who is now his brother-in-law...

When he thought of seeing Uncle Qi Yuan in the future, he would have to be called Brother Fu in the future, and his heart ached so much that he almost suffocated.

Seeing that his tears were like a faucet, Jiang Ling came as soon as he said it. While frowning, he couldn't help sighing in his heart. He really was a child. With parents who loved him so much, he didn't know how to cherish him, and only thought about the illusory feelings. Love. Love...

What a spoiled kid.

"Then I'll stay with you for a while. Just don't cry, or you won't be able to open your eyes tomorrow."

"But I feel bad." Zhao Yan'an got up and sat on the bed, raised his tearful smiling face, and asked softly, "Do you know my... Uncle Qi Yuan?"

"Like it? I can see it." Jiang Ling sat on the edge of the bed, persuading him, "You Qi Yuan... Uncle Qi Yuan and your brother are already engaged, and will be your brother's fiancé from now on."

"I know." Zhao Yan'an wiped away tears and said in a low voice: "But I just feel uncomfortable. When I think that Uncle Qi Yuan will become my brother-in-law in the future, my heart hurts like a knife."

Hearing his description, Jiang Ling couldn't help laughing: "How old are you, do you know what colic is?"

"It's the pain of dying." Zhao Yan'an couldn't help but argue.

"Stop watching goofy dramas, little brother." Jiang Ling raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Apart from love. Love, there are other things you should cherish in your life, such as your parents."

"But I love my parents very much." Zhao Yanan looked at him puzzled.

Jiang Ling choked for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Then why did you kick your mother out just now?"

"That's because my mother didn't do what she promised me." When I thought of this, tears fell again.

"...If your Uncle Qi Yuan didn't do what he promised you, would you still do it?"

Almost without thinking about it, Zhao Yanan shook his head.

Jiang Ling smiled. In the final analysis, what Zhao Yanan relied on was the pampering of his professor and teacher's wife. Thinking of this, he changed his approach: "You have the love of your parents. Your brother has nothing but you. Uncle Qi Yuan, if you are asked to change, will you change it?"

Zhao Yanan hesitated, and asked cautiously: "Can't we have them all?"

"..." Jiang Ling stood up directly: "I still have class tomorrow, so I really have to go back."

"Ah?" Zhao Yan'an didn't dislike Jiangling very much, and there were many things in his heart that he couldn't tell anyone except his mother. Now that Jiangling was finally added, he was a little reluctant to let him go: "I can't stay here for many years. Will you stay with me for a while?"

For Yu Jiangling, Zhao Yan'an was just a selfish child spoiled by his parents.

To persuade this kind of child who has never been beaten by the society, his words are all fart, Zhao Yan'an can't listen to a word, and stubbornly believes that what he likes should belong to him.

Once you can't get it, just like now, you can't cry by yourself.

He had nothing to say, and he couldn't continue: "Little brother, you can't just think about yourself in life, and you can't do things based on your own will. Your brother has nothing but Zhou Qiyuan. If you are sensible, you should treat Zhou Qiyuan as a child." forget."

He said everything that should be said, and he didn't bother to say any more.

He got up and left, opened the door and saw the anxious teacher's wife who was guarding the door, nodded as a greeting, and went downstairs directly.

When he was going out, he happened to meet the professor who was coming back by car. He calmed down and came forward to say hello.

Father Zhao, who got off the car, looked at him in surprise: "Why haven't you gone back to rest so late?"

"Yan'an is in a bad mood today. I was worried that he would think too much, so I stayed with him for a while, and now I'm going to go back." Jiang Ling didn't know if the professor knew Zhao Yan'an's thoughts, and he didn't want to get involved in this matter, so he didn't say much.

"It's so late, the school is closed." Zhao's father dragged him back to the living room involuntarily: "You stay at home first, and I will ask the driver to take you to school tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he unbuttoned his coat, rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Are you hungry, I'll make you a bowl of noodles to fill your stomach first."

"Professor, don't be busy." Jiang Ling held him back: "I'm not hungry, just a little sleepy."

"That's it." Father Zhao nodded and led him directly to a guest room: "I'm sorry to trouble you tonight, you should go to bed early."

Jiang Ling was stunned for a long time before closing the door with a broken smile.

This is the reason why he patiently comforted Zhao Yan'an tonight. Although he approached Professor Zhao on purpose at the beginning, Professor Zhao treated him really well, and he completely fulfilled his illusion of his father image.

If Qiuyun knew what he was thinking, he would probably be able to laugh out loud.

Father Zhao is dedicated to his students, but he neglects his son Zhao Yanping a lot.

Early next morning.

The sun shines through the gaps in the curtains and into the room where the passion is still alive.

Zhou Qiyuan woke up first.

I checked the time first, it was past nine o'clock.

Looking at the sleeping face next to the pillow, I noticed that the little boy's eyelids were a bit swollen, so he lowered his head in distress, and kissed him on the tip of the nose, and then gently lifted the quilt, ready to get up to get an ice pack

Just as soon as he moved, he couldn't help hissing slightly due to the touch left by the fierce battle last night, but he underestimated Yanping's physical strength and tossed his old bones enough.

Qiu Yun woke up faintly, the slender eyelashes were lifted, and the heavy eyelids were stretched open with difficulty, revealing the eyes that were not very clear: "What time is it?"

"It's still early, you can sleep a little longer." Zhou Qiyuan lay back again, hugged the other person's slender waist sideways, and held him in his arms, as if thinking of something, whispered: "Tell you something thing."

The sleepy Qiu Yun closed his eyes, leaned into his arms, and said vaguely, "Say it."

Zhou Qiyuan squinted his eyes, and his eyes shot out inadvertently. A little bit of light came out: "Have you made good friends in school? It's okay to have friends before. After all, we are both engaged. Later, invite someone out to treat you to dinner." Meal."

Qiu Yun fell into a drowsy sleep, and didn't think much about it: "Except for Xichun, they are all unconnected friends, so it's okay if you don't invite me."

This is a breakup?

Zhou Qiyuan asked calmly, "Why didn't you contact me?"

"Probably because I dislike Zhao Yanping..." Qiu Yun woke up suddenly, raised his head slightly, looked at the sharpened chin, and said thoughtfully, "I think Zhao Yanping is too boring."

Zhao Yanping still had friends when he was a child.

Just as soon as they got home, they all revolved around Zhao Yan'an.

In such an environment, he didn't grow crooked, which shows that he is a person with a good heart.

Zhou Qiyuan lowered his eyes to meet his pensive eyes, could it be that he thought of his first love after breaking up?

The heart immediately overturned the vinegar tank, and the whole heart seemed to be soaked in old vinegar, which was called sour.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that he couldn't show it yet, so he could only tighten his arms, lowered his head and kissed the other person's forehead: "Don't think about it, the past is over, go on to sleep."

Don't ask if you already know.

Suppressing the discomfort, I really affirmed the guess, and felt even more uncomfortable.

Dog, teach his little bastard badly!

Zhou Qiyuan gritted his teeth secretly, and sooner or later he would get that dog out and teach him a lesson!

Qiuyun couldn't fall asleep.

The whole banquet last night was unbelievably smooth, and it's understandable that Zhao's mother didn't jump out - Zhao's mother is a ruthless mother from Zhao Yanping's standpoint, but she is still qualified in other aspects.

No matter how uncomfortable she felt, after weighing the pros and cons, she knew what was best for her.

What surprised him was Zhao Yan'an, not to mention making trouble, he didn't even seek him and Zhou Qiyuan in private, could it be that he figured it out?

Just as he was thinking, there was a pleasant bell ringing outside the door.

"It's my phone." Zhou Qiyuan said, reluctantly letting go of the warmth in his arms, throwing off the quilt and running out of the room, took out the phone from his jacket, saw the name jumping on it, paused, and swiped with his fingertips. After a moment: "Professor."

"Has Yanping woke up?" Father Zhao glanced at the folder on the passenger seat, and when he heard the person on the other end of the phone saying that he was awake, he said, "Then you take Yanping to Jiangting Bieyuan... ...Okay, I'll wait for you."

The document is a contract drawn up by his lawyer.

On the spur of the moment yesterday, I contacted a lawyer to go home and wanted to inquire about the divorce procedure.

Within his duties, the lawyer said that AO's divorce is not easy--O who has been marked for life cannot leave A. Once he leaves, he will go through both psychological and physical pain, unless he can meet a stronger A to cover his ex-husband's mark.

The law supports divorce, but in humanitarian terms, it is to persuade people to reconcile but not to divorce.

In addition to his duties, the lawyer also advised him: "If the divorce is the result of your deliberation, then I will not say more, but if it is just a momentary impulse, I advise you to think carefully, as long as it is not an unbearable bottom line or relationship breakdown. You can have a good talk with your wife."

The lawyer was right.

The things his wife did were all due to his inaction.

After all, he was the culprit.

What face does he have to blame his wife?

After calming down, he asked the lawyer to sort out his private property and draw up a transfer contract-although this private property was not enough to heal his son's psychological trauma, it was the most available thing he had at the moment.

The car soon arrived at Jiangting Bieyuan.

Jiangting Bieyuan is a villa area.

Located by the river in the west of the city, it was originally planned to be used as a wedding room after Yanping got engaged. Now that the child is engaged, he plans to renovate and let Yanping move here.

He understands that the relationship between his wife and Yanping is irreconcilable.

That being the case, there is no need to live together again.

Of course, there is also his selfishness, this place is not far from his school, he thought, he would come here more often when he has free time after school, to repair the relationship between father and son.

Father Zhao greeted the security guard at the gate, drove to Linjiang's villa, parked the car at the gate, and walked in with the documents.

The villa is cleaned by cleaning every week, but it is also tidy.

He put the documents on the table in front of the sofa, looked at the decoration of the villa, and thought about the design plan in his mind.

Not long after, footsteps were heard at the door—he turned his head, and the two of them walked in side by side. The tall man had extraordinary momentum, and the young man with a slender frame was also heroic. of a pair.

But as a father, he finds Zhou Qiyuan particularly disliked - his son just turned eighteen yesterday, and Zhou Qiyuan, a bastard, can do it!

If he hadn't worried about his son's feelings, he would have picked up the broom and driven the beast out immediately.

"Here we come." Father Zhao stared at Zhou Qiyuan with a fake smile, then changed his smile and greeted his son lovingly: "Yanping is here."

Father Zhao took the initiative to put his hand on Qiuyun's shoulder, watching his expression nervously, seeing that he didn't reject him, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then pulled his son to sit down.

Just as he was about to find a topic to start with, he caught a glimpse of the red mark on his son's neck from the corner of his eye, and his eyebrows twitched——Zhou Qiyuan, that beast!What did you do last night!

He gritted his teeth and stared at the calm Zhou Qiyuan again: "Zhou Qiyuan!"

Zhou Qiyuan glanced at him as steadily as Mount Tai, saw his eyes spit fire, and said very calmly: "Dad, what do you want me to do?"

"..." Who is your father?Scream if you are married!

Father Zhao was so angry that he couldn't hold back his stomach, and he couldn't get angry, so he could only ignore Zhou Qiyuan, who was as thick as a city wall, turned his face to look at his son, and calmed down: "Yanping, what do you think about this house?" Sample?"

When he came in just now, Qiu Yun had already noticed it.

Listening to Father Zhao's words and the documents on the desktop, he probably guessed Father Zhao's purpose, so he nodded: "Not bad, the security is very strict, and the environment is not bad."

After being praised by his son, Father Zhao picked up the documents on the table: "This house is my birthday present to you."

As he spoke, he opened the folder and handed it to his son: "There are still a few contracts below, which are my engagement presents to you, please take a look."

Qiu Yun was a little surprised.

He scanned the first document at a glance, and the more he looked at the back, the more he was surprised. Apart from this house and a few shops, the most valuable thing was Zhao's shares.

According to his understanding, the old man is very powerful, and the shares he holds are not revealed at all.

"Your grandpa gave it to your grandma." Father Zhao saw his surprised face and explained briefly.

The shares in Father Zhao's hands were given to the eldest grandson and daughter-in-law by the old man's father when he married his original spouse.

Before Zhao Yanping's grandmother passed away, she divided the shares into two shares, one for the eldest son and one for the youngest daughter.

"It doesn't matter if you keep it for dividends, you can sell it, or you can join the company after you graduate." Zhao's father really has no covetous intentions for the Zhao family, which is his most valuable point.

"Are you really giving it all to me?" Qiu Yun closed the folder and turned to meet Father Zhao's eyes.

Father Zhao smiled: "This is a gift from me as a father, you just take it."

"Then..." He estimated in his heart that the documents in his hand were almost all of Zhao's father's net worth, so he asked hesitantly, "You gave me all these, where is Yan'an?"

Yan'an...

Zhao's father felt sad. His youngest son was raised by his wife without distinction. Unlike Yanping, who was looked after by a shrewd Zhou Qiyuan, it might not be a good thing to have too much property in his hand, so he smiled and said, "Yan'an is still young. When he grows up and gets married, there will be nothing less due to him."

Qiu Yun also guessed that this was Zhao's father's wish to make amends.

But he then thought of Mother Zhao, and asked, "She, does Ms. Yang know what you're doing?"

"I know." Father Zhao said without changing his expression.

When he woke up, he mentioned to his wife that the expression of "you are crazy" on his wife's face hurt his heart. It was at that time that he fully woke up. relationship can never be reconciled.

Qiu Yun couldn't tell the truth from his expression, so he just nodded, accepting his compensation, and signed his name simply.

After signing the transfer contract, Father Zhao took the opportunity to ask him if he wanted to move here. If he had any ideas, he would contact the designer to come over and redecorate the design.

"It's too big for two people to live in." Qiu Yun looked around: "It's also a short distance from my school."