"I knew that once you come back, Qiao's house will be in peace." Qiao Sinian could not do anything to her.

"You still dislike me." Ye Jiaqi was even more angry, "Then I'll leave, you can play by yourself, go find your Mrs. Qiao."

After saying that, Ye Jiaqi really just carried her cake and left.

She went to her room on the third floor without looking back.

Her room has always been lived in Qiao Chengfan, and there seems to be the smell of milk on the little guy's body in the room.

The room was clean and spotless.

Ye Jiaqi really doesn’t know where he likes Qiao Sinian.

Apart from being nicer and spending a long time in bed, there are no other advantages.

Soon, even she couldn't afford to support her.

Mrs. Qiao, Mrs. Qiao...

If he really becomes a pauper, which girl wants to marry him?

Ye Jiaqi was eating the cake and couldn't help but remember when he was in Chicago, he asked her if he became a pauper, would she raise her?

She coaxed him to raise him at that time.

But she regrets it now.

Ye Jiaqi ate a few bites of the cake in a row, and the more he ate it, the more aggrieved it became.

How much is Mrs. Qiao’s title worth? I can’t bear to give it to her? Even if I can’t bear it, she still doesn’t want it.

Ye Jiaqi sat on the bed and turned on the TV angrily.

At the head of the bed, Qiao Chengfan's little tiger is still there.

That was what she bought for the little guy.

Ye Jiaqi carried the little tiger into his arms, silencedly eating cakes and watching TV.

The feeling of hugging the little tiger is like hugging Qiao Chengfan.

Suddenly, she missed the little guy very much.

Suddenly, I wanted to hug the little guy and watch TV together.

At dinner time, Qiao Sinian came upstairs.

Outside the window was already dark, and the day turned into night in a blink of an eye.

When Qiao Sinian came in, he saw Ye Jiaqi watching a bubble drama without nutrition again. It still looked like it was a few years ago, without any change.

"Get down and have a meal."

"..." Ye Jiaqi didn't say anything, and didn't even look at him.

"Ye Jiaqi, come down to have a meal." Qiao Sinian repeated, his voice low.

“I won’t eat.”

"Don't eat?" Qiao Sinian raised her eyebrows.

“Not to eat.”

"Okay, don't eat, right? If you don't eat, you'll sleep alone at night."

"If you sleep alone, you will sleep alone. Do you think I want to sleep with you?" Ye Jiaqi turned his head angrily, a little unwilling to accept it.

Qiao Sinian closed the door and walked over.

He suddenly bent down and leaned into her sweater with his big hands.

His hands were cold, and Ye Jiaqi screamed and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

Because of his touch, her body responded shamefully.

He leaned down, his face very close to her.

"Don't want to sleep with me? Hum?" As he said that, he used force to rub his hands.

"You take advantage of me, you take advantage of me." Ye Jiaqi moaned, unable to help but throw him with a pillow, "I don't want to give me a title, but I want to sleep with me. Do you really think Mrs. Qiao's title is valuable? If you don't give it to me, I don't want it anymore. Who do you like to give it to whom."

As soon as Ye Jiaqi finished speaking, Qiao Sinian grabbed her head and kissed her down.

Her lips also had the aroma of cake, tempting him to continue to explore.

And his lips are warm and his kiss is domineering.

He sealed his kiss, and Ye Jiaqi couldn't even say a word.

In his kiss, she gradually lost, leaving only a rapid breath, as if there was a fire.

She had no resistance to his kiss, she hooked his neck spinelessly, wanting more.

If he wanted more, he gave her more.

Josnian deepened this kiss.

full of pathos.
Chapter completed!