Mixi is another suite. She will send Tang Qiaowan to the door of her suite and then go back to her room.

After Tang Qiao entered the room in the evening, he was attacked before he could close the door.

A long arm around her slender waist, at the same time, her lips are also a warm thin lips strong tightly covered.

Familiar with the spread of the clear breath, so scared almost screamed Tang Qiaowan put down his heart.

She raised her eyes and looked at the handsome beauty face close at hand. A touch of panic on her white face was replaced by a smile.

It seems that after a century, it was not until Tang Qiaowan could hardly breathe that long Yuchen slowly left her.

She gasped and asked, "Yuchen You What are you doing here? "

"Come with you." He said in a low and hoarse voice, his eyes darkened, and he could not help lowering his head and kissing her again.

Leaving her lips, he asked in a deep voice, "do you miss me?"

Under the bright light, Tang Qiaowan's long eyelashes trembled.

Her clear eyes across a trace of water, breathing slightly gasped asked: "how about you? Do you miss me? "

"I don't really want to..."

Hearing this, Tang Qiaowan's heart sank, his blurred eyes looked at him with a kind of sad eyes, and a stream of resentment rose from the bottom of his heart.

She was about to open her mouth when long Yuchen said, "I won't come here."

His sentence is a continuation of the previous one.

The whole sentence is "if you don't really want to, you won't come.".

The implication is that I want to come here.

Tang Qiaowan's resentment suddenly disappeared, and his heart seemed to be injected with warm current.

She looked at him tenderly with her eyes, and the pink fist punched his chest, "you mean it, don't you? Can't you finish it all at once? "

His words hurt her heart, sad and happy, next and last. It was really bad.

Long Yuchen's eyes were full of smiles, and he grasped her pink fist. "What do you want to ask me?"

His words remind Tang Qiaowan and remind her of the similar things between longyi Tang and him.

Seeing that he took the initiative to ask, Tang Qiaowan's Apricot eyes narrowed slightly and asked directly, "what's the relationship between you and the president of te?"

Long Yuchen's slender fingertips gently scratched her palm, slightly hooked her lips, and gently threw out a sentence, "the relationship between father and mother."