stop, don't move

The wedding banquet in the upper class is not as simple as celebrating the birth of a child. Its other function is to connect various businessmen, just like a reception.

The child was taken away by He Yiyang after showing his face. She didn't want to make her baby's wedding banquet look like this, but she couldn't hold back her parents, and wished to leave early.

Cheng Yi can't do anything, this is an opportunity created by his father-in-law, of course he has to stay and deal with these people, and introduce Qiao Le to these people by the way.

In fact, without Cheng Yi's special introduction, many people have already become interested in Qiao Le. Beautiful things always attract the most attention.

The daughters of each family have already taken the initiative to walk up to Qiao Le and strike up a chat.

Qiao Le responded politely and did good deeds. During this period, he felt a scorching gaze from somewhere, and only smiled at that person when everyone around him left.

Wen Shiyan felt that he might have drunk too much, otherwise why would he feel hot when he saw Qiao Le tilting his head up to drink? They were not far away, and he could see Qiao Le's rolling Adam's apple, which was so sexy that he couldn't describe it.

It made him want to bite it hard, and then listen to the man begging for mercy.

This is Qiao Le's biggest communication in more than 20 years. For him who likes to be quiet, it is inevitable that he will be a little boring. After getting Cheng Yi's permission, Qiao Le put down his wine glass and disappeared into the venue.

On the other side, Mr. Wen also followed.

"Are you really going to do this? It's useless."

Shen Kaixing shook his wine glass, sipping the wine to block the sarcasm on his lips.

"Even if it's a risk, it's worth it if you succeed."

"People like Wen Shiyan will not let you give birth to his child. He kills you as easily as killing an ant."

Shen Kaixing really didn't know whether to say that this cousin of hers was innocent or stupid, and she was delusional if she wanted to conceive Wen Shiyan's child by drugging her. She couldn't even just drug her.

Qiao Le stayed in the lounge, holding a glass of boiled water and drinking in small sips. Although his drinking capacity had increased in the past two years in the United States, he might lose his composure if he drank any more, and he might go crazy.

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Qiao Le stopped after shouting the word "Brother" halfway, watching the person coming and taking another sip of water silently.

"Brother Wen is not brother? Why don't you keep shouting?"

Wen Shiyan locked the door and strode towards Qiao Le.

"..."

Qiao Le really wanted to say why you are so shameless, but he stopped talking, he should calm down, and don't be forced into confusion by this person.

"Honey, shall we get married?"

Wen Shiyan suddenly half-kneeled between Qiao Le's legs, and looked up to see that all his indecency just now disappeared, and the seriousness in his eyes caught Qiao Le off guard.

He held the cup for a few seconds before he realized it, licked his lips and smiled, "Why do I want to get married, I'm only 23, don't worry... Hey!"

Before Qiao Le finished speaking, Wen Shiyan threw him on the bed. The water in the cup spilled all over his neck, soaking the front of his shirt.

"Lele, I miss you so much, I'm going crazy."

Wen Shiyan was buried in Qiao Le's neck, and his breath was sprayed on Qiao Le's neck. Qiao Le was so stimulated by the numbness that his breathing slowed down a lot.

"You...let me go...um..."

Wen Shiyan easily grasped the hands of the person below him, his legs were tightly locked, his lips kissed Qiao Le's wet neck, and his teeth bit the fragile Adam's apple.

"temperature……"

Qiao Le didn't dare to move, and what he wanted to say stopped abruptly. He clearly felt that Wen Shiyan was grinding his Adam's apple with his teeth, and the tip of his tongue was poking lightly.

Wen Shiyan was afraid of making Qiao Le angry again, so he quickly let go of his slender neck. Seeing Qiao Le biting his lip and holding back, Wen Shiyan felt that his hotness had not increased but decreased.

He held Qiao Le's wrist with one hand, unbuttoned Qiao Le's skirt with the other hand, and stretched his hand in logically.

Qiao Le snorted, Wen Shiyan bit his lip, and could only stare at him with wet eyes.

In public, he can argue with Wen Shiyan, which is better than him, but in this respect, he has no power to fight back!

Wen Shiyan gave Qiao Le a symbolic squeeze, then continued to unbutton his other buttons, but suddenly got up when he stripped Qiao Le naked.

"The clothes are wet, change them." Wen Shiyan's voice was still hoarse, and his suit pants were shamefully hardened, but his face was calm.

For the first time, Qiao Le didn't understand Wen Shiyan's brain circuit. He closed his eyes and asked him to change clothes?Mr. Wen is afraid that his brain is broken.

But he won't say that he has acquiesced, or that he also thinks about this kind of thing, Qiao Le is a little annoyed.

Wen Shiyan must have done it on purpose, wanting to ask him to take the initiative, Qiao Le turned his back, a smirk curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"Won't Mr. Wen leave now?"

Qiao Le was holding the shirt, her white chest was still shining with water, and her narrow waist seemed to be able to be held with both hands.

"The scenery outside is not as good as here."

For the first time, Wen Shiyan felt that he was being cheap, and it was obvious that he could not hold back any longer, and he had to hold on here.

"As long as Mr. Wen is happy."

Qiao Le wiped the water on his neck and chest carefully with his shirt. I don't know if it was Wen Shiyan's illusion, but Qiao Le wiped the area on his chest very carefully, as if in slow motion.

After wiping, Qiao Le casually threw away the towel, but was not in a hurry to get dressed, but started to untie the belt.

"Anyway, I'm not going out anymore, so it's better to change them all."

Qiao Le deliberately explained, and calmly took off his pants in front of Wen Shiyan.

Then he turned around and started rummaging through his clothes.

Wen Shiyan was glad that he hadn't gotten angry recently, otherwise his nosebleeds would be gushing out now. When did his Le Le Xue become so bad that he started to challenge his endurance.

Only a pair of white boxers remained on Qiao Le's body. When he bent over, he outlined the arc of his hips. His legs were long and straight, and his thin white ankles made people want to hold them. Then...

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Wen Shiyan was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would do something to Qiao Le. Qiao Le would not like to force him, so he would endure it no matter how impatient he was.

"Lele, why did I see Wen Shiyan go out of the lounge just now?" Cheng Yi couldn't help frowning when he saw Wen Shiyan, and was even more stunned when he saw Qiao Le who was putting on his pants, stuttering with anger, "He ,He He……"

"No, didn't he go to the toilet?" Qiao Le quickly put on his pants, "Besides, he didn't go so fast."

Cheng Yi: "..."

What's the matter with suddenly feeling that my cute brother has become a ghost?

Before Wen Shiyan returned to the venue, Chen Kan told him that there was something wrong with the wine in front of him, and explained the reason. Wen Shiyan didn't say much after hearing this, and returned to his seat.

"Mr. Wen, do you need to change the wine?"

"Why change?"

Wen Shiyan looked at the red wine in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

Chen Kan was puzzled.

After the banquet was over, Cheng Yi was still dealing with the aftermath. Suddenly, a subordinate came and told him that Mr. Wen of Junyi had been drugged.

Cheng Yi's first reaction was to think that Wen Shiyan, the dog, deserved it today, and was going to find someone for him, but he stopped after a few seconds.

"...Ask Xiaoyu if you want it."