The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!After Xia Xueying left, she sat here alone and thought for a long time.

Knowing Ye Zi'an for so long, she has already learned the love and temper of a man.

If he wants to be nice to you, he can spoil you.But if you upset him, he can kick you into hell in minutes.

It's like Xia Wanyu or herself.

She has to admit that men like Ye Zi'an really don't lack women.

Originally, she felt that the relationship needed to be fought, and she couldn't choose to give up before it started.

What's more, she didn't have any love for Ye Zi'an. Even if she was to be separated one day, she could still start life again.

But when Xia Xueying told her that Ye Zi'an could design her to hide drugs in order to get rid of Xia Wanyu, Ling Qianmo was really a little scared.

She didn't want that the man she loved one day would have to use this method in order to get rid of herself.

"Stop it." Ye Zi'an stretched out his hand and pinched her face, and said softly, "It's windy at night, let's go home."

Ling Qianmo raised his head and glared at him, biting the corner of his lips severely.

But facing the man's deep black eyes as dyed with ink, the cold light flashing from time to time inside let her know that she must be enough.

Forget it, it's a long time in Japan!

As long as she is careful not to provoke him.

"What's the matter, go home and say, huh?" The man stretched out his hand, very gentle.

Ling Qianmo obediently placed his hand on his palm, allowing his fingers to clasp tightly.

A man like Ye Zi'an really couldn't find an opponent in waiting.This man completely concealed his coldness and coldness under his gentlemanly demeanor, often hurting others, but so elegant that it was impossible to discover.

After entering the elevator, Ling Qianmo looked at the two fingers clasped together, feeling a little complicated.

"DreamLady will have a new product launch tomorrow. Can you accompany me to have a look?" In the quiet atmosphere, the woman suddenly said.

This is a domestic clothing brand that has been relatively prosperous recently. It includes many young and cutting-edge designers, all of whom are famous internationally. Therefore, this brand has become a domestic first-line clothing brand in a short time. Prepare to enter the world through this press conference.

Ye Zi'an wore a light blue shirt today, and the refreshing color made Chen De more relaxed.

Dark eyes swept across Ling Qianmo's face, frowned slightly, "When did you become interested in clothing?"

"My major in college is fashion design, but I didn't engage in this industry later." Ling Qianmo lowered his head and explained softly, "I heard that Xia Xueying worked at DreamLady after returning to China. I want to see her designs. clothes."

Ye Zi'an squinted his eyes and looked at the small woman with low eyebrows. His thin lips slowly rose up, with a smile but a smile, "She has come to you."

The man's eyes are sharp, as if any disguise is invisible under his eyes.

Ling Qianmo only took a look, then obediently nodded, "Well, she begs me, let me intercede for her."

"Will you?" the man said in a low voice.

"What I said, would you be merciful?" The woman's eyes blinked, her eyes clear, disapproving.

As if he said yes or no, her mood would not change.

But in fact, behind the clear disapproval, there is a faint expectation hidden.

In fact, she also really wanted to know what position she was in Ye Zi'an's heart.

Xia Xueying said that Ye Zi'an was protecting her, but she really didn't know where he was protecting her.

In order to compromise with her, it was the man in front of him who kept threatening with the contract.

Ding!

The man’s answer was not heard, but the elevator arrived.

He took the opportunity to take her hand out, and naturally passed the topic.

He passed, Ling Qianmo naturally did not dare to mention it again.

Entering the door one after the other, Ling Qianmo was still bowing his head to change shoes. Unexpectedly, the man grabbed his shoulder and pressed it against the door panel.

The dark eyes were filled with anger and looked at her, "You like to worry so much, why don't you fucking for me?"

If she didn't worry about him, she wouldn't even mention Xia Xueying.

"Xia Xueying is actually a very talented designer. It's a pity to be buried like this." Ling Qianmo carefully tugged at the man's sleeve, "Moreover, the purpose of her return is Xiang Heng. If she can't stay. In Spring City, I can only go back to the United States."

The man's eyes were obviously cold, and his tone of voice was also cold.

"Just think about your ex-boyfriend like this?!"

Ling Qianmo shook his head, and kissed his lips on tiptoes, "With her, Xiang Heng won't care about me. Then I can keep a distance from him, and you don't have to always suspect that I am not connected with him. Right. I don’t want our feelings to be affected by irrelevant people.”

Irrelevant people!

This sentence obviously pleased Ye Zi'an to a great extent.

The man's face eased slightly, and his black eyes looked at her deeply, "Just give it a kiss? Qian Qian, your bribe is really shallow."

"Then you want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by the man.

The lingering kiss, as if she were to suck her whole body into his chest and abdomen, the lack of oxygen in the brain made her unable to resist.

As he felt soft, his body complied with the truest wish in my heart, and his arms wrapped around his neck.

When the kiss was over, Ling Qianmo was panting, her small face dripping brightly.

Looking at her like this, the man was dry-mouthed again, and he only wished he could strip her naked immediately and loved him so much.

However, taking into account her body, she could only endure the restlessness in her heart, and squeezed her face in annoyance.

What a grinning little fairy!

How could Ling Qianmo fail to see the strong desire hidden in the man's black eyes, but he didn't take any further action, naturally she wouldn't be so stupid to send it to the door.

"Goo~~"

The sudden sound broke the charming atmosphere.

Ling Qianmo blinked innocently, "I'm hungry."

Thinking about things is the most exhausting. The little things she ate at noon and an afternoon of thinking were exhausted long ago.

"What do you want to eat?" The man looked at her helplessly, the gentle expression in his eyes almost drowned him.

Ling Qianmo had a cute and flattering smile on her face, "I want to eat what you made."

His craftsmanship is comparable to that of a chef. She hasn't eaten it for a long time, she really misses it.

Ye Zi'an frowned, "It seems that there is nothing in the refrigerator. If you want to make it yourself, you have to buy it."

"I'll accompany you." The woman excitedly took off the slippers she had just put on, and found a pair of flat white sneakers to put on.

T-shirt, jeans, sneakers, black long straight hair hanging softly on the shoulders, youth like a college student.

Ye Zi'an glanced at her, the woman clasped her hands together to be cute, her eyes were full of earnestness, and she couldn't say anything if she refused.

"Wait for me, I will change my clothes."