C415 It Was an Act

Yan Yilang's body had almost recovered, but he was determined not to stay in Yan family. He wanted to bring Qiao Xinyou back to his apartment.

Shen Shiyan and Yan Fusheng did not have any objections. Even though Old Master Yan was angry from his nose, he could not say anything. After all, Qiao Xinyou, the person he hated the most, had awakened his precious grandson.

Qiao Xinyou followed behind Yan Yilang, feeling like she was a little wife.

From the moment she sat in the car, the corners of her mouth had been smiling. She was afraid that Yan Yilang would see through her smile, so she looked out the window.

But how could it escape Yan Yilang's eyes?

Yan Yilang turned his head from time to time, "Long live, be happy."

Qiao Xinyou immediately stopped smiling and put on a serious look. She even pretended to cough twice. "Not at all."

Even if she was happy, she would not let you see it, so that you would not laugh at me.

Qiao Xinyou knew Yan Yilang the most. If he could hold someone high up in the sky, he would also be able to say something that would anger people to death.

"Oh, no." Yan Yilang nodded thoughtfully. "So you don't like to live with me."

Qiao Xinyou was angered to death by his words, but she was also unwilling to show weakness. "Oh, I don't like it."

Yan Yilang's face finally could not hold it anymore. "Youyou, you damn girl. If you don't talk, I won't feel good."

Qiao Xinyou laughed loudly, "Who asked you to anger me first?"

Her ability to talk back did not decrease at all from back then.

"Youyou, you were the one who first complained. Didn't you anger me first?" Yan Yilang said unhurriedly.

"Was it me? Not you?" Qiao Xinyou played dumb.

..." "

There was laughter in the car.

Everything seemed to have returned to silence.

There were no hardships, no twists and turns, but just like the initial calm, peace, and happiness.

Once he entered the apartment, the door opened and quickly closed.

Yan Yilang looked impatient. He pressed Qiao Xinyou on the door. One of his hands was overbearing, and it held Qiao Xinyou's hands high above her head with absolute aggressiveness.

Yan Yilang's breathing was rapid. He was like a beast that had been hibernating for a long time. Finally, the prey was in his mouth. How could he let it go?

His hot lips were biting Qiao Xinyou's fair neck.

Qiao Xinyou let Yan Yilang do it and her heart do it.

Only when her neck suddenly hurt did she know that Yan Yilang had bitten her.

"Hey, how did you bite me?" Qiao Xinyou frowned.

Yan Yilang grinned evilly. His eyes were filled with love and possessiveness.

Perhaps because he felt that he had bitten too hard just now, he started to kiss Qiao Xinyou's soft earlobe in an attempt to please her.

He knew that Qiao Xinyou's earlobe was very sensitive, so he deliberately teased Qiao Xinyou gently.

Qiao Xinyou unconsciously let out a moan.

When she heard such a shameful sound coming from her mouth, Qiao Xinyou's face suddenly turned red. She immediately felt that she was too lewd and shameful.

She quickly pursed her lips and secretly swore in her heart that she would never let out any more sound.

However, she heard a light laugh and a happy smile.

Yan Yilang was very happy. Qiao Xinyou unconsciously made a sound that almost made him completely unable to control himself.

He tilted his head and looked at Qiao Xin who pursed her lips. He felt that this girl was really cute.

"Youyou, your voice is very nice. Call me again."

Qiao Xinyou shook her head. She would definitely not shout for this guy to hear. It was so embarrassing. Furthermore, such a lewd cry would definitely make this guy very proud.

"No."

"You don't want it?" Yan Yilang grinned evilly. He then moved his hand from under Qiao Xinyou's clothes and slipped it into Qiao Xinyou's clothes.

His hand, which was wrapped in a thin cocoon, rubbed Qiao Xinyou's delicate skin.

Qiao Xinyou felt itchy and twisted her body. She laughed and struggled, "No, it's so itchy."

Her actions made Yan Yilang even happier.

That hand kept igniting flames on Qiao Xinyou's body and his mouth also followed Qiao Xinyou's lips and started to kiss.

He saw the scar on Qiao Xinyou's face, but in Yan Yilang's eyes, his leisurely look was still so beautiful. His kiss moved to Qiao Xinyou's scar and pecked lightly.

Qiao Xinyou did not move, and the scar was a little itchy, "Yilang."

"Leisurely, my leisurely look is really good." He said dotingly.

Qiao Xinyou stared at Yan Yilang with a burning gaze, then took the initiative to put her lips on Yan Yilang's lips.

She thought that there was no one in this world who would love her more than Yan Yilang.

What was she still hating about? Five years in prison had already offset those hatred.

If she was still hating, she would have let Yan Yilang down no matter what.

Unknowingly, the two of them moved to the side of the bed.

They fell down one after another.

Their clothes were casually thrown onto the floor.

Someone was gasping for breath.

Who was breathing heavily?

"Youyou, you said we wanted a child." Yan Yilang said while leaning on Qiao Xinyou.

"Yes, we want a child." Qiao Xinyou's face turned red, and her hands clung onto Yan Yilang's neck.

She gave herself completely to Yan Yilang.

Time quietly slipped away. They had forgotten about time, from the night to the day.

Sunlight poured in from outside the window. It was warm and golden. Qiao Xinyou stretched out her arm to cover the sun.

She raised her hand and saw the marks on her arm.

Such obvious red kiss marks.

Not only on her arm, but she also knew that there must be more on her body. Yan Yilang was a dog that loved to bite.

When she thought about last night when she was having sex with Yan Yilang on this big bed, she unconsciously moaned. Qiao Xinyou felt that she had lost all her face. She instantly blushed. She quietly pulled the blanket up, wanting to cover her face.

This pull did not matter, but someone woke up. A hand under the blanket strangely hugged her slender waist.

Qiao Xinyou stopped and did not dare to move. Only then did she realize. Oh my god, I am also naked inside.

She was lying on the same bed as Yan Yilang, naked facing each other.

"So stiff, leisurely, you're shy." Yan Yilang opened his eyes and teased Qiao Xinyou.

"I, I am not shy."

"Oh." Yan Yilang responded and laughed in a low voice. His finger kept rubbing Qiao Xinyou's jade-like skin. "I worked so hard last night. I don't know if I made a person successfully."

Hard work. Yes, it was indeed hard work. Qiao Xinyou did not know how long the two of them had been struggling. She only knew that she had fallen asleep unconsciously because she was tired.

Qiao Xinyou buried her face under the blanket and did not speak.

Yan Yilang turned his body sideways to face Qiao Xinyou. The sunlight shone on Qiao Xinyou's black pupils, shining brightly.

The air was quiet, harmonious, and joyful.

The two people lying on the bed did not speak, but revealed full of love.

Or perhaps, the word 'like' did not need to be said in the first place. Those who knew would feel it with their heart.

Perhaps it was because she was under the blanket, or perhaps it was because of Yan Yilang's burning gaze beside her, Qiao Xinyou turned around and faced Yan Yilang.

"Hello." Qiao Xinyou greeted him.

It was as if they had just met for the first time.

"Hello." Yan Yilang responded with a smile.

Qiao Xinyou's hand touched Yan Yilang's chest and touched the wound on his heart. It was a fatal wound. "Yilang, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It has healed. "

"It must have hurt a lot at that time. It was so painful, but he still had to fight with Gao Yang with all his might." Qiao Xinyou's heart ached. Her palm was stuck on his scar, where his heart was.

Her palm felt Yan Yilang's strong heartbeat.

"I'm afraid you will get hurt."

"Idiot."

"Silly girl."

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