This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 348 I can’t hug anymore, I’m going to be late!

  Yan Yan stared at Qin Baiyu for an instant and not an instant.

  She had asked this question before, but the fourth brother had never answered it directly.

  The man lowered his head and collided with her eyes. His eyes, which were as deep as a dark pool, shimmered. In the eyes of her full expectation, he said softly: "A long time ago!"

  Yan Shiqi: "..."

   means nothing to say!

   "That..." As soon as the voice was uttered, the man leaned over and grabbed her red lips and swallowed all her doubts.

  She was kissed and lost, but she was wondering if there was any important information that she had missed?

  Since I have seen him before, for a man like him, who is so cold, noble and handsome, will she forget?

  After all, the man sealed all her temptations with kisses.

  At six in the evening, they rushed back to the Water Town Hotel.

  The crew has come to the news that all the dramas in Emperor Beijing will be over and will leave for South China tomorrow morning. The first filming location will be in Lucheng, which is a famous natural and peculiar scenic spot in China.

  ……

  At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Yan Shiqi packed his luggage with a look of surprise.

  Work is frustrating!

  Being with men all day for these three days, she faintly got used to the glue-like intimacy.

  She will set off for Lucheng at 8 o'clock in a while, this heart is totally reluctant.

  The sky outside the window was still drowsy, like her mood at the moment.

  The crew informed that she would gather at the film and television base at six o'clock. She did not dare to delay. After simply sorting the luggage, she slipped into the bedroom quietly with her slippers.

  The room with the curtains drawn is very dark, and only the man’s breathing is shallow and even.

  Yan Shiqi walked to the side of his bed and looked at the handsome face of the man sleeping through the dim night light in the corner.

  I didn't want to interrupt him to rest, but couldn't help but leaned over to kiss him on the lips.

  Her red lips just got close to his cheek, and suddenly a well-structured forearm protruded from the quilt, hooked her waist and brought it into her arms.

  At this time, Yan Shiqi, who was lying on his body, said: "..."

  She reached out and touched his face, "Did you wake you up?" Her heartbeat was a bit fast, and she was frightened.

  The man still closed his eyes, holding her in a hoarse voice, and with a pleasant magnetism, "going away?"

   "Well, it's half past five, and I'm going to meet at six."

  She half leaned against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

  It hit her eardrums once and again, and also hit her heart.

  Such a quiet room, the dark light, even if it is just holding, it is easy to satisfy.

  The man's big palm gently stroked her hair, his arms tightened, and he didn't speak, just hugging her like that.

  Until the time was almost a quarter past five, Yan Shiqi patted his arms, "I can't hold it, I'm going to be late!"

  The man seemed to sigh, and when his cool thin lips dropped a kiss on her forehead, he said dumbly: "Remember what I said, arrange a time with the director. We will go to Pingsu Mountain in three days."

  Yan Shiqi nodded in his arms, "I know."

  He said this last night.

  In fact, she really wanted to know what kind of old deceased she was living in a poor and backward village like Pingsu Mountain.

  It’s a coincidence that she has been to the Pingsu Mountain area, and he also has an old deceased who has lived for a long time.

At 5:50, Yan Shiqi left the Water Town Hotel.

  Mu Yi’s car had been waiting outside the door for half an hour. The first time he saw Yan Shiqi came out, his eyes were aimed at the corner of her lips.

   Xiao Lin and Xiao Yuan inadvertently watched her, and the two girls had clear smiles in their eyes.

  Yan Shiqi lowered her head, sitting in the front row pretending to be ignorant, and her face became more and more red as the car started.

  The beauty is wrong...

  (End of this chapter)