practise?

After hearing Chen Yan's harsh words, Yu Qiaoqiao's head started to steam like a boiling hot water kettle. She didn't dare to let go of the hand covering her face.

Oh my gosh.

How can you still practice this kind of thing?

When Chen Yan saw Yu Qiaoqiao's cute look, he couldn't help hugging her and said, "Don't worry. If you feel that the word 'practice' doesn't sound good, we can also use the word 'study'."

Yu Qiaoqiao didn't speak, but covered her face with her hands and shook her head like a rattle.

‘It’s not a matter of words at all, okay?’

Chen Yan was amused by Yu Qiaoqiao's cute look.

But seeing how shy she was, Chen Yan was reluctant to immediately pull her to continue studying.

So he could only lick his lips and linger for a while on Boss Qiaoqiao's sweet and soft lips. He planned to wait for Boss Qiaoqiao to relax a little before trying again.

While Chen Yanzai and Yu Qiaoqiao were learning new postures.

In a high-end apartment near Qindao University and Chenlu Pictures.

The door of an apartment was quietly knocked.

"Ding dong, ding dong"

As the doorbell rang, Yang Rou, dressed in home clothes and an apron, hurried out of the kitchen.

Her face was completely different from her cold face when she was in the company. There was a rare hint of tenderness on her face, "Here we come, here we come."

With that said, she came to the door, wiped her hand on her apron, and then opened the door.

The door opens.

There was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl standing outside the door.

The girl is about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a simple student uniform, a ponytail, a pair of glasses, and holding a few books in her arms. She looks like a good girl.

If Chen Yan and Yu Qiaoqiao were here, they would be surprised to find that this is Yu Qiaoqiao's roommate: Yang Nuannuan.

Seeing the woman inside the door, Yang Nuannuan, who always had a gentle smile on her face, smiled even warmer. She shouted, "Mom~ I'm here."

Seeing her daughter outside the door, the iceberg on Yang Rou's face melted even more. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes looked similar to Yang Nuannuan. Obviously, if she smiled often, she would also be a great beauty.

"Come on, come in quickly." After saying that, Yang Rou took the book from Yang Nuannuan's hand and said, "It's vacation soon. Why are you still reading?"

Yang Nuannuan walked into the apartment, closed the door behind her back, and said, "I just want to learn more so that I can help you in the future."

Yang Rou lowered her head and looked at the book cover. It was all related to the director and production.

She nodded, put down the book, then got a pair of shoes for Yang Nuannuan and said, "Change your shoes first. We'll eat in a while."

After saying that, she suddenly exclaimed as if she had remembered something, then quickly turned around and hurried to the kitchen.

Seeing her own mother panicking when it came to housework, Yang Nuannuan smiled, then she put on her shoes and went straight to the kitchen, "Mom, I'll do it."

Yang Rou wanted to struggle at first and cook a meal for her daughter by herself.

But when she thought that if she cooked by herself, she and her daughter might not be able to eat tonight, she hesitated, and finally handed the spatula to Yang Nuannuan.

Seeing Yang Nuannuan skillfully taking the spatula and frying the vegetables, Yang Rou's eyes showed a hint of tenderness and guilt.

Standing by the kitchen, watching her daughter cooking for a while, Yang Rou's eyes suddenly fell on the top of Yang Nuannuan's head.

She was stunned for a moment and gestured at the height difference between Yang Nuannuan and herself.

Only then did I realize that without even realizing it, the little doll that only reached my knees was almost as tall as me.

Over the past few years, I have been busy with work most of the time, and I have really neglected her.

After a while, Yang Nuannuan prepared two plates of food. Yang Rou could only keep silent the whole time, watching her daughter do what she should do.

After the vegetables were cooked, Yang Nuannuan filled two bowls of rice, and then happily said to Yang Rou, "Let's go, Mom. It's time to eat."

Yang Rou nodded silently, took the dishes and put them on the dining table.

During the meal, Yang Rou might not be good at words and didn't speak much, so the atmosphere in the room was a bit cold. Yang Nuannuan gave her mother a piece of meat, then held her chin and looked at her mother with a gentle smile.

Yang Rou raised her head and glanced at Yang Nuannuan, her eyes fluctuating.

I couldn't help but think of the days when Yang Nuannuan was a child, when mother and daughter depended on each other.

At that time, Yang Rou was focused on her career and had no time to take care of Yang Nuannuan, so she could only teach Yang Nuannuan how to cook and asked her neighbor's aunt to take care of Yang Nuannuan.

As a result, a few days later, she was surprised to find that Yang Nuannuan actually learned to cook, and it tasted pretty good.

When she ate the food cooked by her daughter for the first time, Yang Nuannuan was just like today. She used the chopsticks that were a bit long for her to pick up a piece of meat for Yang Rou, then held her chin and looked at Yang Rou tenderly.

, said in a milky voice, "Mommy, eat it~"

In recent years, although I am a mother, my daughter has been more accommodating and taking care of me.

Thinking of this, Yang Rou's expressionless face couldn't help but reveal a smile, then she put the meat into her mouth, chewing it and boasting, "It's delicious."

The smile on Yang Nuannuan's face suddenly became happier.

While eating, the mother and daughter gradually started chatting.

Yang Nuannuan asked curiously while eating, "Mom, have you changed jobs to a new company this time?"

Yang Rou nodded, "Yeah. The new company happens to be on Qindao."

Yang Nuannuan adjusted her glasses and said, "I feel like the new company is a bit busy."

Yang Judao, "Not really. I was a little busy at first. Now I'm starting to feel free."

As she said that, she explained, "Because the company is not big and there are not many things to do. Therefore, I also have time to spend more time with you."

"If you have time during the holidays, you can come to our company to study or do an internship."

Hearing what Yang Rou said, Yang Nuannuan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Okay, okay!"

Seeing Yang Nuannuan's happy look, a trace of tenderness flashed in Yang Rou's eyes

Little did she know that the reason her daughter chose the media department was so that she could work with her and spend more time with her in the future.

She is not a very conscientious mother, but she still hopes to satisfy her daughter within a reasonable range.

As for whether the company will disagree.

Chen Yan's figure flashed through Yang Rou's mind.

My little Mr. Chen doesn’t seem to be a person who cares about this kind of thing. Let’s talk to him about it then.

At this time, Chen Yan's villa.

Yang Rou's "Little Mr. Chen" is sitting on the bed, and the seductive Yu Qiaoqiao.

"Qiaoqiao, don't be so shy."

At this time, Yu Qiaoqiao held a small doll in front of her face, her face was red, she blinked at Chen Yan, and said in a low voice, "But, you have tried several times."

Chen Yan licked his face and said, "Yes, it's not bad this time."

"Come on. For the last time."

Yu Qiaoqiao's face turned redder. She blocked the doll a little more firmly and whispered, "But, I always feel like you are lying to me."

Chen Yan said, "No, how could I lie to you."

Yu Qiaoqiao pointed down with her little hand, "Then, what's going on with your hand?"

Chen Yan looked down and found that his hand had unknowingly touched Yu Qiaoqiao's slender leg, and he was groping carefully.

He quickly took it away and coughed twice, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. It's all misunderstanding."

"You know. When kissing, boys don't know where to place their hands at all. So they may put them in all kinds of strange places."

Yu Qiaoqiao lightly snorted, "Liar."

Chen Yan smiled "hehe".

Yu Qiaoqiao glanced at Chen Yan, twice, or three times, and then whispered, "Then what about the last time?"

Chen Yan nodded quickly like a wooden fish.

Yu Qiaoqiao put down the doll in her hand in a panic, then moved forward twice and hugged Chen Yan.

Being hugged by the soft Boss Qiaoqiao and smelling the delicious fragrance of Boss Qiaoqiao, Chen Yan's heart beat a little faster. He moved closer to Yu Qiaoqiao and kept moving his mouth closer, closer, and closer again.

For a moment, he felt his mouth touch something soft and warm, and he pressed lightly on it.

Yu Qiaoqiao's hum of "Hmm~" sounded in his ears, and he felt Yu Qiaoqiao's hold tightening. Chen Yan couldn't help but put his hand on Yu Qiaoqiao's back, and then slowly sucked on Yu Qiaoqiao.

Sweet nectar.

The kiss between lips and teeth is full of sweetness

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, but when Chen Yan closed his eyes and was about to get addicted to it.

Suddenly, a soft cry of "Ah~" sounded in his ears, and then he felt his body being pushed, his arms were empty, and the sound of "kick, kick, kick" sounded beside him.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Yu Qiaoqiao had disappeared all the way.
To be continued...