Madam, Do You Like Me Again

Su Jian wanted to stay and listen to what his father and aunt said, but felt bad, so he stepped out again, and stretched the hand in front of her lips towards her. Su Jingyu grabbed her arm and signaled her to stay.

On the enclosed balcony, the light was not as bright as the living room. Su Jian closed the balcony door and stood in front of Su Jingyu, listening quietly.

The eyes of the two met, Su Jingyu held the mobile phone in one hand, and the other was hanging to his side, and he was chatting with the other side in a clear voice.

Suddenly, the other end of the phone asked: "Is Jianjian listening by the side?"

Su Jian's whole body was not well, his body was tight into a bowstring, he looked at the person in front of him nervously, and swallowed unconsciously.

Su Jingyu smiled and lied without changing his face, "No, I am alone on the balcony."

"That's right..." Su Jingyu turned his head, his eyes fell through the glass door into the bright living room. Qin Yuefeng sat on the sofa with his head, looking sideways at them, and Su Jingyu frowned slightly.

Su Hansong took a sip of tea, said something right, and fell silent. He waited for a while and curiously asked, "What's right?"

"It's time to eat." Su Jingyu suppressed the ex-wife's entanglement with Su Jian, and said with a smile, "I'm going to eat."

The balcony door has a good sound insulation effect. Qin Yuefeng did not hear the content after listening for a long time. Seeing Su Jingyu hung up the phone, she got up and prepared to meet them.

Su Jingyu and Su Jian stood on the balcony and talked for a while.

It took five minutes before they came back from the balcony.

Qin Yuefeng was not a curious person, but it was Su Jian. She was very curious about who Su Jingyu called and what she said to Su Jian after she finished the call.

She quietly looked at the expressions of the two of them. Su Jingyu has been in charge of the Yusu Group for many years, with keen senses, and aware of Qin Yuefeng's gaze, her deep eyes looked straight at Qin Yuefeng.

Qin Yuefeng's heart suddenly became cold, and a sense of oppression came on her face.

The same president, she lost her aunt's generation.

The three of them sat down at the table, watching the table full of their favorite dishes, Su Jingyu's heart was warm, forgetting Su Jian’s ex-wife, who was sitting next to him, turning his head and saying, “After you get married, I have never eaten your cooking again."

Qin Yuefeng, who picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the dishes, took a break and looked at Su Jian. Su Jian glanced at her and smiled back: "I haven't eaten it many times before."

I remembered that Su Jingyu had just returned to China, and this meal had been washed away. Su Jian put down his chopsticks and got up to the wine cabinet in the corner of the restaurant. He opened the door and looked at the dazzling array of wines. He asked without looking back, "Aunt, what would you like to drink? liquor?"

This scene was too familiar. Looking at Su Jian's back, Qin Yuefeng's heart rose with enthusiasm, and other voices became the wind in her ears. She didn't remember to put away her gloomy eyes until Su Jian walked back.

Su Jian smiled and put the empty wine glass in front of Qin Yuefeng, and poured a glass of red wine for her first.

She saw Qin Yuefeng's reaction just now.

"Forget you can't drink." Su Jian brought the glass back to him, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

"It's okay." Qin Yuefeng brought the wine in front of her, looking at Su Jian with a gentle smile, "I can ask the assistant to come and pick me up."

Su Jian knew how careful she was. Now he said he would let the assistant come and pick her up. After drinking, who knows whether she would like the assistant to pick her up.

Su Jingyu's voice sounded nearby, breaking Qin Yuefeng's plan.

Su Jingyu picked up the red wine that Su Jian had poured, shook the glass lightly, looked at the reflection on the wall of the glass, and slowly said, "Mr. Qin, I live here these few days."

Su Jian chuckled when he heard the words, and President Qin's little abacus was about to come to nothing.

Dinner ended in silence. After drinking, Qin Yuefeng went to rest on the sofa. Su Jingyu took this place as his own home, took a set of pajamas from the suitcase, and took a bath in the bathroom.

Su Jian packed up the dishes and put them into the sink and dishwasher, and came out of the kitchen. The person on the sofa looked at her with moist eyes, and the straight eyes made the body hot.

"Have you called the assistant?" Su Jian took a piece of paper from the coffee table and sat down while wiping his hands with water drops and the fragrance of aloe vera.

There was a rustle of water in the bathroom, and Qin Yuefeng glanced over there, rolled over and leaned on the sofa, and put Su Jian in her arms.

The red lips were lightly opened, and the rich grape fruit scent radiated from her lips. Qin Yuefeng bullied herself up, closing her eyes and slowly approaching, "No."

The words slightly hoarse fell on the softest part of the heart.

Boom boom boom, Su Jian's heartbeat speeds up, watching the seductive lips close to him, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Su Jian feels cheating on his elders.

Unspeakable excitement.

The kiss fell softly, and the cool and flat skin told Qin Yuefeng that it was not the lips that she had kissed.

Qin Yuefeng opened her eyes, a plain white hand blocked between them.

She kissed the back of Su Jian's hand.

Su Jian blinked with a smile, and the voice came from under his palm and fell in Qin Yuefeng's ear, "No, my aunt is here."

Why is Auntie here?

Because they are divorced.

Qin Yuefeng lowered her head and kissed the back of her hand, making people feel itchy, "Can I sleep here at night?"

There are three bedrooms in the house. The master bedroom belongs to Su Jian, and the two guest bedrooms Su Jingyu occupies one. Su Jian thought about it for a few seconds, and told her with a smile, "The guest bedroom is for my aunt. You can only sleep on the sofa."

"The bed in the master bedroom is very spacious." Qin Yuefeng slid his hand along the sofa to Su Jian's shoulders, and his fingertips followed the lateral carotid artery, feeling the ups and downs of the heartbeat, moving upwards and falling on the sensitive area behind his ears. .

Su Jian's body became soft by being teased, his throat was dry and tight, and he couldn't speak.

At this moment, the other hand held her wrist and removed the hand that was between them. Qin Yuefeng leaned close to Su Jian and gently rubbed her lips with her lips, like a little milk, acting like a baby, "I Can you sleep in your master bedroom?"

Click, there was a sound of opening the bathroom door, Su Jian's eyes were quick, and he didn't even want to push Qin Yuefeng aside.

Qin Yuefeng: "..." This reaction is too big.

Qin Yuefeng lay on her back on the sofa and slowly sat up. Su Jingyu just opened the door and did not immediately walk out of the bathroom.

Su Jian, blushing, stood up and tidied his clothes, flattened the messed corners of his clothes, and told the truth, "There is also a guest bedroom. If you want to stay, sleep there."

Her voice was visibly trembling. Qin Yuefeng looked at Su Jian's side and curled her lips, "Okay."

Su Jian took Qin Yuefeng to the only remaining bedroom. The bedroom was half smaller than the master bedroom. The clean bed had only a mattress, no sheets or quilt pillows.

Large household items were stored in the storage room. Su Jian pulled out a clean four-piece set from the bottom of the closet and handed it to Qin Yuefeng, "I'll get the quilt, and you make the bed."

"This has been in the cabinet for a long time." Qin Yuefeng looked at the four-piece suit in her arms, "Should I wash it?"

Most importantly, she doesn't know how to make a bed.

Su Jian looked back and gave a threatening smile, "Call your Assistant Tang or Secretary Gu?"

Let them come, she can't sleep here tonight.

President Qin held the four-piece suit to the side of the bed, unfolded the sheets and spread it silently, not daring to speak any more.

When Su Jian came back, the sheets had been laid.

Su Jian handed the quilt and pillow to Qin Yuefeng, without any intention of helping, and said goodnight to Qin Yuefeng and closed the door for her.

The lamp in the master bedroom was on, Su Jingyu wiped her hair and sat on the sofa in the master bedroom. His slender legs overlapped, and the silk pajamas faded away from the skill of the day.

Seeing people come back, Su Jingyu stopped her movements and raised her eyes to look at her, "You let her stay here overnight?"

"Yeah." Su Jian knew what Su Jingyu was thinking, so he didn't discuss this topic in depth, so he found a hair dryer for her, "I'm going to take a shower."

Finished talking and went into the bathroom.

The sound of the hair dryer and the sound of the bathroom water sounded at the same time, and Su Jingyu looked at the closed bathroom door and slowly dried his hair.

She was still there when Su Jian came out.

The door opened reminded the people on the sofa to put down their phones. Su Jingyu picked up the hair dryer confiscated on the small round table and patted the sofa next to him, "Come here, I will blow your hair for you."

Su Jian hesitated for a while and sat down beside her.

Turning on the hair dryer, Su Jingyu first tested the temperature with her palms, then gathered up her hair and blown it from the top to the tip.

Su Jingyu's movements were gentle and careful, feeling the warmth of family affection, Su Jian thought of the person in the guest bedroom.

Qin Yuefeng was also very gentle, as gentle as her sister.

But President Qin tonight is a little different. What happened on the sofa is vivid and lingering in Su Jian's mind.

Closing her eyes, the memory jumped from tonight to the night before. Su Jian's breathing was getting heavier, and she felt her body warm up again. She quickly opened her eyes and screened out the messy scenes.

Su Jingyu kept looking at her, turned off the hair dryer and asked, "What's wrong? What do you think of?"

"Nothing." Where did Su Jian dare to tell Su Jingyu these things, she took away the hair dryer in Su Jingyu's hand and urged people to go back to the room to sleep, "I'll come by myself, you go to bed earlier."

"Tonight, we will sleep together and talk." When they were young, they often slept together. Even if they had their own rooms, Su Jian would often go to her bedroom.

Su Jingyu offered to sleep together, Su Jian thought about it and agreed.

Turning off all the lights, the two lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling with their eyes open, slowly adjusting to the darkness.

They chatted with each other. Su Jian gradually became sleepy, and the response became slower and slower. Su Jingyu turned to look at her. His eyes had adjusted to the darkness. Looking at the fuzzy face, Su Jingyu said good night and closed her eyes. Eye.

"Good night."

Su Jian murmured in response, and was about to plunge into the arms of Duke Zhou, when there was a sudden noise at the door.

It's late at night, it's time to go to bed at this time.

The two people on the bed woke up at the same time, looked at each other in the dark, and looked at the door together.

The door opened a gap, and a slender and tall figure appeared at the door. After a short pause, he entered the room.

Qin Yuefeng gently closed the door and slowly leaned towards the bed.

She stopped by the bed and asked in a low voice that was very clear at night, "I can't sleep, can I sleep with you?"