After the rebirth, she became a national male god

Chapter 125 Brother Xiangyu

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, the place where Yan Jue drank happened to be where the lip marks were.

Yan Jue's throat rolled, inexplicably sexy.

Su Qingyan's cheeks became even redder, and the heat made her mouth dry.

Are they indirect kissing?
Yan Jue took a sip of milk and put the cup in front of Su Qingyan, "Eating breakfast will make you thirsty."

He sat down, pushed the sandwich to Su Qingyan, picked up the newspaper again and read it, without any strange expression on his face.

Su Qingyan looked at the milk that Yan Jue drank, and the lip marks on it had faded a little.

And Yan Jue's lips were stained with a little gloss of lipstick.

Su Qingyan blushed and immediately looked away, lowered her head and let out a soft "oh", grabbed the sandwich and ate it.

While eating, drinking milk, usually peeking at the newspaper.

Suddenly, Yan Jue put down the newspaper.

Su Qingyan looked up suspiciously.

A cold hand stretched out and rubbed the corner of her lips lightly with its fingertips.

Su Qingyan froze in place, her heartbeat that had just calmed down accelerated again crazily, her cheeks blushed even more, and the corner of her mouth touched by Yan Jue was as hot as fire.

"Why are you still like a child?"

Yan Jue said dotingly, and withdrew his hand to let Su Qingyan look at it.

On the fingertips, a circle of white milk soaked his fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, before Su Qingyan could react, Yan Jue suddenly put his finger in his mouth, and when he took it out again, Yan Jue had already eaten the milk beads.

His movements are very natural, so natural that it is only natural for him to eat the milk froth at the corner of Su Qingyan's mouth.

Yan Jue picked up the newspaper again and looked down, as if nothing had happened.

Su Qingyan looked at Yan Jue dry-mouthed, never expecting that Yan Jue could be so flirtatious.

She quickly grabbed the milk and took a sip, trying to calm down her turbulent mood.

But when she thought that Yan Jue also drank this glass of milk, her mouth became even more parched.

Damn it!

She was so distracted by Yan Jue.

What's more damning is that Yan Jue didn't respond at all, just like Kuaibing.

I really wonder if the rumors about his abstinence system from the outside world are true.

Yan Jue nervously looked at Su Qingyan's shy and angry look, that round face was so cute that he wanted to take a bite.

Suddenly, Yan Jue regretted it a little.

If he had known that Su Qingyan wouldn't be angry, he should have licked the milk froth off her lips just now, instead of using his hands.

Thinking about it, Yan Jue fell on Su Qingyan's lips from the corner of his eye, looking forward to having milk foam on it again.

But Su Qingyan has already learned how to behave.

After drinking the milk, he licked off the milk foam by himself, not giving Yan Jue a chance to be presumptuous at all.

Had breakfast.

Yan Jue and Su Qingyan walked out of the house.

At the door, Zhang Jiayang was already waiting outside the door respectfully.

Beside Zhang Jiayang, Wang Xiangyu stood gracefully aside, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth. When he saw Su Qingyan, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly enlarged, and he stepped forward.

"Master Yan, have you had breakfast yet?" Wang Xiangyu raised the breakfast bag in his hand, "You were drunk the day before yesterday, so I specially cooked millet porridge for you early in the morning to nourish your stomach."

He got up early today and cooked millet porridge for Su Qingyan, packed it and brought it here, and waited by the lake, hoping that Su Qingyan could have breakfast as soon as possible after running.

But he waited for more than an hour, and Su Qingyan didn't show up, so he came to the door to wait.

"Thank you." Su Qingyan reached out to take the breakfast bag.

Since Su Qingyan met Yao Zhengguo, his attitude towards Yao Zhengguo has changed a lot. Naturally, his attitude towards Wang Xiangyu who is beside Yao Zhengguo has also changed, without the previous rejection.

"Brother Xiang Yu, you don't have to always be Master Yan in the future. If you call me Master Yan, just call me Qingyan."

In the last life, her parents died early, and there were no other brothers and sisters in the family. Although Song Mingxun was always by his side, Song Mingxun was more like a younger brother who needed her protection.

And Wang Xiangyu gave her the feeling of her brother, mature, gentle, and tolerant, as if she could have fun by Wang Xiangyu's side.

Su Qingyan's slightly coquettish words made Wang Xiangyu's smile freeze, and then he called out excitedly: "Qingyan."

He smiled happily, like the joy of waves lapping on his feet.

Su Qingyan grinned big, "Brother Xiang Yu."

Yan Jue stood aside, the coldness in his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of jealousy, and he was mournful like an abandoned husband.

Qingyan never acted like a baby to him, or showed a sweet smile.

Zhang Jiayang's eyes were always on Yan Jue. When he saw Yan Jue's sad eyes, he shrank his neck in fright, lowered his head and pretended not to see anything.

Lord, you are so jealous that it almost kills me.

"Let's go, I'm going to be late." Yan Jue suppressed the jealousy in his heart, reached out to take the breakfast bag in Su Qingyan's hand, pulled his wrist and walked to the car.

Zhang Jiayang quickly caught up and opened the car door first.

Su Qingyan was pulled forward by Yan Jue, turned around and waved to Wang Xiangyu with a smile: "Brother Xiangyu, goodbye."

Wang Xiangyu also smiled and waved his hand, walked two steps forward, and extended an invitation: "Qingyan, are you free to have dinner together after recording the show tonight?"

"Yes!" Su Qingyan made an OK gesture.

Wang Xiangyu was excited, "Then I will pick you up at the TV station at night."

The answer to Wang Xiangyu was the "bang" of the door closing and the ruthless butt of the car.

Wang Xiangyu looked at the car going away, and the warmth under the lens flashed suddenly, as cold as ice.

"Yan Jue, I will never allow you to hurt Master Yan."

……

TV station.

Su Qingyan had just entered the elevator, when the door was about to close, it was suddenly held down by a pair of big hands, then the elevator door slowly opened, Qi Xing's sunny face appeared in front of Su Qingyan's eyes.

"Mr. Su, we meet again." Qi Xing greeted in a gentle manner, and walked into the elevator.

He has a sense of proportion in dealing with people, knowing that Su Qingyan has not let go of his grudge against him, so he stood in the corner after entering the elevator, keeping the furthest distance from Su Qingyan.

The elevator door closed again, Qi Xing looked at Su Qingyan with a smile, "Mr. Su, congratulations."

"Congratulations on what?"

"Mr. Su should already know that the chairman behind the scenes of Cherry Blossom TV is Lord Sir, right?" Although Qi Xing was asking, his eyes were already very sure.

Su Qingyan knew the meaning behind Qi Xing's words, but pretended not to understand and asked, "And then?"

"Didn't Sir Alex come to the TV station with you today?" Qi Xing tried again.

Looking at the smile on Qi Xing's face, Su Qingyan seemed to see knives hidden in it. As long as she made a slight mistake, these knives would mercilessly pierce her heart.

(End of this chapter)