Chapter 189： Just want to see you

After the banquet was over, Qianmiao personally delivered Camille to the door.

Feng Yu drove her back in person.

After he left, Qian Mian followed Qiao Shiwan back to Dongyuan.

As long as she didn't say anything, no one mentioned Lin Wenyu's matter.

It's just that the words are comforting her and let her rest.

Feng Can even took the initiative to bring one of his most precious sleeping pillows to Tang Qianfan.

"Here, this big **** is a sleep aid. I always have to sleep with it. I will lend it to you tonight."

Qian Miao looked at the big cock, smiled, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Then you can't sleep, what should I do?"

Feng Can raised his chin: "It doesn't matter, then I won't sleep."

She smiled slightly, intending to tease him, and was about to reject the kindness, the big **** was picked up by someone and pressed against Feng Can's head.

"It's saliva, so I am ashamed to take it out as a gift?"

"Oh it hurts, brother! No, I can't drool when I sleep, don't slander me."

Fengxian sneered coldly.

Qian Miao glanced at the tall man beside her eyes, always feeling that he was by her side all the time, like a shadow.

She accepted a bit of teasing and left the sentence "return to the room" before turning away.

Feng Can sandwiched the big **** with a worried expression on his face: "Brother, are you and her very sad? You were so slandered by your relatives."

And, more than once.

It's nothing to seal the string, step forward, and walk over there.

Feng Can sighed, turned and ran back to the room.

Qianmiao returned to the room and saw his eighteen-inch black suitcase lying quietly on the ground, still open.

Above, there is a square rack on both sides, and each square has a bottle of unique perfume lying on it.

She squatted down, sliding her fingertips slowly over the bottle of each perfume, and deep affection appeared in her eyes.

These are her treasures.

In this world, a unique baby.

Now, baby is missing one.

She raised her eyebrows, thinking that she had to make time for a bottle.

She closed the suitcase neatly, dropped the code lock, and put it back under the bed.

Knock knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." She sat down on the sofa, facing the door.

The door was pushed open, and the man standing at the door was tall and strong, with deep eyes staring at her.

Feng Xian came in with a glass of juice.

He sat opposite her and put the juice in front of her: "Freshly squeezed, drink some."

Qian Miao didn't pick up the juice, just asked, "What's the matter?"

The man has a casual posture, with his elbows against the armrests, his clearly articulated fingers against his forehead, and his eyes are smiling at her: "Nothing special, just want to see you before going to bed."

Qian Miao leaned back and was a bit uncomfortable with his overly hot gaze, but in his heart, he was not annoying.

With her eyes down, she picked up the glass of juice, rubbed her fingers slowly on the glass, picked it up, and took a sip.

This mouth directly hit the bottom.

She put down the cup and said, "I have seen it, please go out, I want to take a shower."

The other party was silent for a few seconds before getting up quickly.

The tall body came down, and the breath lingered around her.

Qian Miao looked up and saw his handsome face close at hand. Those eyes were full of interest, which always made her feel that she was seen through.

She leaned back and moved her head as far as possible.

Suddenly, the back of his head was hot, and he touched his hand on the sofa.

Her heart was beating inexplicably, and her breathing was not smooth.

Just as he was about to speak, a figure flashed before her, and the man was already leaning toward her ear.

A low, seductive voice slowly sounded: "Don't worry, I won't tell others."