Ye Jiaqi snuggled up on Qiao Sinian's chest like this, motionless, just leaning on him.

She felt very cold, but his chest was warm.

Relying on him can warm yourself up a little.

Qiao Sinian gently stroked her hair and hugged her, her face dark.

Ye Jiaqi's throat was blocked, and he couldn't get up and down in one breath, and his eyes were always red.

Although he has no interaction with Song Shaoyan, he is at least someone he knows.

"Are you going to the Song family?" Ye Jiaqi asked in a low voice.

"There is no time recently, Shao Jun will deal with this matter."

"Where is Song Shaoyan's grandfather? Will he know?"

"I won't tell anyone about this for the time being. Grandpa Song Shaoyan is old and has poor health, so he can't resist this kind of blow. No one will say that Shao Jun will handle everything in South Africa."

"Why did he go to South Africa... Isn't it good to be in the capital?" Ye Jiaqi felt a little sad.

Qiao Sinian understood who Ye Jiaqi was talking about.

He said lightly: "When Shao Yan went to South Africa, Qiao happened to be very busy, and I didn't pay much attention. When he left the capital, he didn't say hello to anyone."

Ye Jiaqi couldn't say a word for a while.

Her emotional fluctuations looked much bigger than Josnian.

In front of me, the appearance of a small candy suddenly appeared.

The little girl is lively and cute, and her eyebrows are very similar to Song Shaoyan.

As long as Ye Jiaqi closes his eyes a little, he will think of Little Candy.

No wonder Mrs. Wu said on the phone that the little girl kept crying today, and it turned out that... her bloodline was connected.

"Don't think too much, this matter has nothing to do with you." Qiao Sinian stroked her hair, "I will deal with what should be dealt with."

"I know." Ye Jiaqi wrapped around his waist, "It's just a little uncomfortable."

She also knows why she feels so uncomfortable.

She was afraid that Qiao Sinian would not want her any day.

Now she can still hold him and snuggle in his arms. If he doesn't want her, who should she hug...

"Don't think too much." Qiao Sinian was used to right and wrong, but her expression and attitude were particularly calm.

Ye Jiaqi suddenly climbed onto the sofa, hooked his neck, and found his lips. A warm and proactive kiss fell on his lips.

"Ye Jiaqi..." He frowned.

However, Ye Jiaqi did not stop at all.

She kissed him and gnawed his cold lips.

Fear of losing, fear of that feeling of emptiness.

The rest of my life is long. If there is no one who loves you, how can you survive the long night?

Ignore this kiss.

She was afraid.

Her little hands rubbed back and forth on his neck and chin, and she kissed her warmly and deeply.

This was the first time she kissed him like crazy. As she kissed her, her little hand penetrated into his sweater and pressed against his chest.

Her hair was messy and her breath was unstable.

But, she didn't care about anything and just wanted to kiss him.

Qiao Sinian's eyes were filled with dark light. No matter how rational he was, he could not resist Ye Jiaqi's flirting style.

Reason is gradually occupied by love.

Ye Jiaqi tried to press Qiao Sinian on the sofa, but was eventually suppressed by this man.

His deep voice was slightly hoarse and sluggish, and his sharp eyes were locked tightly in her eyes: "Want?"

Ye Jiaqi chewed his lips: "Isn't it obvious enough?"

She wants him and wants to have him.
Chapter completed!