You Are My Unforgettable Love

Qiao Lian's eyes stared round.

She felt like a fire, and the simmering fire burned, making her whole body hot.

The porridge in the mouth, just so contained, forgot to swallow.

This man ... how can he ask such a shameless question!

However, he looked seriously, as if he had to ask for an answer.

Is it ... he wants to rely on his physical strength?

This thought made Joe fall in love.

She stretched her neck and swallowed the porridge. She looked at him again and found that Shen Liangchuan still looked at her indifferently.

Qiao Lian almost wanted to cry.

How do people answer this kind of question!

She lowered her head and blushed and said, "I ... that, Mr. Shen, you are great ..."

This answer, should the other party be satisfied?

Any man should want this compliment.

But then she heard the other person say, "What's great?"

Qiao Lian: ...! !!

You have to go in!

She raised her head and stared at him with her cheeks, "Just that!"

"Which?"

Qiao Lian's eyes fell between his legs.

Shen Liangchuan raised an eyebrow, and reprimanded her seriously: "What are you thinking? I ask you if you sleep well."

Qiao Lian: ...! She thought too much!

She covered her face directly, humming, and didn't want to live.

She lowered her head, and her little face was about to be buried in the porridge bowl. She drank with a spoonful of spoonful and did not dare to look up.

It's been an hour since we finally had a breakfast.

Qiao Lian said that this is definitely the longest breakfast she has ever had!

She lowered her chopsticks and still lowered her head. "I'm done, I'll go to work first."

Standing up, picking up his bag, standing at the entrance to change shoes, but saw Shen Liangchuan come over.

She immediately put on her shoes and gave him a place.

But as soon as I opened the door and planned to start running, I heard the command behind him: "Wait a minute."

Qiao Lian stood still.

Shen Liangchuan's shoe-changing movements were extraordinarily good-looking and expensive. Then he went out, started the car, and drove to her, "Get in."

"Where is it?" She asked subconsciously, taking a step back.

That look made Shen Liangchuan squint his eyes, "Where are you going?"

Qiao Lian looked at the door, "I, I, I ..."

"Can't you get in the car?"

Shen Liangchuan's voice was already a little impatient.

Qiao Lian was so scared that she went straight to the back seat, was about to get in the car, but suddenly heard him say again: "Miss Qiao ..."

Qiao Lian stood still and looked back at him.

Shen Liangchuan frowned, his face was cold, "I'm not your driver."

The inexplicable word made her stiff for a minute, and then it reflected what it meant.

He drove, and while she was sitting in the back, she didn't know she would think he was her driver.

Qiao Lian hurried to the other side of the car, opened the door and sat in.

Shen Liangchuan then started the car.

She was sitting on the needle felt, looking at him with the corner of her eyes.

This guy ... never used to drive a car and left. What happened today? Is it because he was too harmonious last night, so his conscience found that he was going to send himself to work?

When thinking of this, Qiao Lian suddenly felt full of joy.

It seems that Shen Yingdi is still very conscience!

but!

He sent her to work, but what did colleagues see when it was swollen?

Qiao Lian blinked his eyes, thought about it, and turned to look at Shen Liangchuan.