Si Ye's little ancestor is really bad

"Fortunately."

Taking the coat, Qi Si stretched out his hand towards her, "Let's go."

Looking at his slender and beautiful hand, Luo Yan obediently held it.

The process of going downstairs arm in arm was clearly seen by the staff of the president's office, she was a little embarrassed, Qi Si was calm outside with an indifferent face, only when he occasionally lowered his head to listen to her speak would there be a unique softness in his eyes.

This wave of dog food has fed all the employees of the president's office. Yan Jing spoke in the work group. Miss Xu has a special profession, so it is not allowed to spread it around.

"By the way, when I went to Jingsheng today, I met a middle-aged man. Yan Jing said he was the boss of the 'Luoyan Group'." Looking sideways at the man who was concentrating on driving, Luo Yan expressed his doubts , "He looked at me a little strangely, as if he knew me, adding the name of this company, I don't know if it's a coincidence."

"Wang Fenglin?" Qi Si thought for a moment, "At the beginning, his company was short of funds, and I found Jing Shengqiu to invest. At first, I was not optimistic about his company. If it wasn't for that name, I might not have invested. Later I also asked him about his idea of ​​naming, but there is nothing special about it, 'Luo' is the abbreviation of his hometown, and the cigarettes are grown and processed in the local area, so the name was chosen."

"Is that so..." Luo Yan lowered her eyes in thought.

Qi Si glanced at her, "If you have any concerns, I will pay more attention to this person in the future."

"it is good."

Dinner was eaten at Lishang City. Originally, Qi Si wanted to take her to rest in the presidential suite, but Luo Yan wanted to go home, so he drove back to Jinghua Mansion.

It was almost nine o'clock when the car stopped on the lawn. Luo Yan wanted to open the door and get out of the car, but found that the door was locked.

Turning back in doubt, her lips were sealed for a moment, and her big hands with thin calluses touched the back of her neck, causing a tingling electric current.

"Well...Qi Si—"

The temperature in the closed compartment gradually rose, Qi Si's hot breathing was undisguised, and he kissed her forcefully.

The car seat was laid flat, and when he pressed it up immediately, Luo Yan pressed against his chest in shock, "Go back and... ok?"

With black eyes staring at her face that was so clear that she was about to cry, Qi Si said hoarsely, "I can't wait."

The Maybach stopped outside for quite a while. At the end, Qi Si looked at the limp person, thought for a moment, found a thin blanket to wrap her in, and then carried him into the house.

The servants of Jinghua Mansion had gone somewhere to avoid suspicion for a long time, and there was no one on the way.

Luo Yan was tired and sleepy, and she didn't even have the strength to move her toes. She finally went up to the second floor thinking that she could finally sleep beautifully, but when she entered the room, she was pushed against the wall.

He couldn't even wait to turn on the lights.

Luo Yan opened her eyes in disbelief, "Qi Si, um—"

His voice is mixed with endless hoarseness, "The one just now was just interest, and now is the real start."

-

In the early morning, people who are still asleep are awakened.

The warm breath swept across his face, and Luo Yan's breathing was a little difficult. When he opened his eyes, he saw a cute Shiba Inu.

"Little Milk, come down."

The man who opened the door and entered the room ordered in a deep voice.

The little milk closed her grinning mouth, and jumped out of bed obediently.

"Soy milk."

The man in the early morning was wearing an expensive white shirt, and his perfect handsome face was hard to get close to.

Only Luo Yan knew that that face was not so dignified and abstinent in the middle of the night.

Except for the first time, he didn't talk softly about the way he got close afterwards, and the storm was his style.

Thinking of his terrifying physical strength, Luo Yan shrank subconsciously when Qi Si reached out to lift the quilt.