C1 Return after Three Years

Joe came out of the airport with a glass of hot milk in his right hand and a maroon roll on his head.

The late autumn weather was so cold that even Joy, armed to the bone and warming himself with hot milk, could not help shivering. She tightened her collar and stood on tiptoe to peer into the distance.

This Chi Liao Dou was truly a pigeon king. He had said that he would be there immediately, yet he hadn't seen anyone for a long time.

He took out his cell phone and was about to call his best friend to ask about the situation when he heard a familiar voice from not too far away, "Brother Ming Hao, did you miss me!?"

A few steps away, beside a limited edition Maybach, a handsome man was leaning against the side of the car. He raised his hand and looked at his watch, as if he was waiting for someone.

The man had a gentle temperament and was handsome. His facial features were as perfect as fine sculptures, his deep lines gave him a mysterious aura, his eyes were as black as ink, his lips were slightly parted under his high nose bridge, and his body stood tall and straight under his expensive suit.

The woman who had spoken was dressed in a pure white long-sleeved dress. She was petite and cute. She gracefully walked over to the man and hugged his arm.

Her long hair naturally fell behind her, and her exquisite face revealed a charming and dainty expression. Her eyes were misty and adorable like mist, and her delicate eyebrows were as thin as scissors.

The girl held onto the man's arm and hung onto him like a koala while the man held onto her waist and stared at her with a gentle expression.

The two of them were originally outstanding figures. Their actions brought them closer and closer, attracting many envious gazes from the airport.

"Minghao, dad called to ask you to come over for dinner as well. Uncle and Auntie are here as well, because they have something to discuss."

Qiao time Tang raised his head to look at the man's eyes, his sweet voice drifting in the autumn wind, like the blossoming of a flower, captivating.

Fu Minghao gently pushed the hair at her ear aside, tapped her nose, bent over, and pulled her into his arms.

At that moment, Qiao Yifan immediately stood on his tiptoes and brought his cherry lips to Fu Minghao's lips. A bashful smile appeared on his exquisite face.

"Weak, I'm sorry, there was a small problem, I came late!" Chi Xiao Dou ran from the car in a hurry.

[Weak?]

Fu Minghao stopped kissing the woman. His body slightly stiffened as he slowly turned his head — —

Just a few steps away from him, the woman's thin figure was lonely and weak. Her pure eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

As the autumn wind blew, her wavy hair spread in the wind, and her thin body seemed to be floating away at any time. Her beautiful and pure face carried a resolute expression as usual.

"A bit."

A complicated look flashed across Fu Minghao's handsome face. With a slight frown, he slowly clenched his fists.

Qiao Chao Tang felt the man's stiff body and immediately bit his lips. After a while, he raised his head.

Her black eyes were filled with a bit of mist, making her look exceptionally charming. Her eyes were filled with surprise, surprise, and longing as she looked at Qiao Qiao.

Her eyes were moist and her eyes were red. She sniffed and her sweet voice turned hoarse, "Sis, you're finally back! All these years, I've always been worried about you! "

Sister! You're finally back!

What an emotional sentence, but like a sharp knife straight into Joe's heart, she felt a bone-piercing cold and pain.

Three years ago, it was precisely because of the ironic term "elder sister" that caused her to lose almost everything. Once her cousin had become her own sister, her aunt had openly occupied her mother's place. Just thinking about it made her feel a wave of shaky filthiness!

At this moment, the memories of the past that had been sealed for three years suddenly came to him, causing him to feel like vomiting.

She took a deep breath and slightly closed her eyes, as if she was going to forget everything.

When she opened her eyes again, her gaze was unperturbed. She indifferently glanced at the two of them as the corner of her mouth curled up into a sneer. Then, she picked up her luggage and walked out.

From beginning to end, it was as if the two of them did not exist.

"Wait, wait for me!"

Chi Xiaozhu's heart ached as she looked at the money that didn't return to her. She turned around and glared at the man and woman in front of her.

Gu Minghao, you heartless bastard, one day you will be struck by lightning. There's also Qiao Shixiang, you're like your mother, focused on your brother-in-law.

As soon as Chi Xiao Dou finished his words, she quickly looked in the direction Qiao Qiao had left. She saw that not far away, Qiao Shi had suddenly stopped after walking slightly. A tall figure was standing in front of her.

Qiao Qiao's heart was filled with the scene from three years ago. His mother's collapse and crying, Gu Minghao's determined attitude to end the engagement, his father's cold and detached expression …

Immersed in her own world, unable to extricate herself, not paying attention to where she was going, she crashed into a wall of flesh. At the same time, the force of the rebound caused her to lose her balance in a split-second and throw her hot milk onto the man's suit.

"Yes. I'm sorry, are you okay? "

Qiao Qiao immediately pulled out a tissue and was panicking as she tried to wipe the man clean. She was a bit annoyed with herself for being so rash. She bit the corner of her lips as she apologized.

Before her hands could touch the suit, a pair of warm hands stopped her, and her voice was low and husky.

"Miss, do I look like nothing to you?"

The white liquid flowed down the suit. Soon, the exquisite suit made a vague mark, winding all the way to the point that it made people's imagination run wild.

His shirt was still fine, but it was still a little cold. However, the marks on his lower body were mottled. Qiao Shi felt a slight headache and helplessly discussed with him.

"I'm really sorry. Can I help you clean it up?"

Jin Beilin raised his head and sized up the girl in front of him. Her eyes were pure and clear, without the slightest bit of evil intent, and he didn't realize how ambiguous this behavior would be.

The man couldn't help but laugh. He pointed at the marks on his pants. "Are you sure you want to help me clean it?"

Joe looked slightly in the direction of his finger. Under his narrow waist, where the milk had splattered, was an extremely embarrassing place.

The man took off his tailored suit jacket and put it on his arm. He frowned at her.

Her face reddened, and she looked away, embarrassed.

"I …"

Before she finished, Qiao Qiao's wrist felt a slight tightening. A faint scent of tobacco swept over her. Before she could regain her senses, she had already fallen into the man's warm and broad embrace.

A strong aura swept through her consciousness. When she recovered, she struggled in the man's embrace, her voice trembling, "Teacher, what are you doing? Please let me go!"

The woman's body was very soft and very thin. A faint fragrance came from her body. The smell was very pleasant and comfortable.

Looking down at her frail body, Jin Beilin suddenly felt a pang in his heart. He held onto the struggling body of the woman, frowned and coldly berated: "Don't move!"

Qiao Qiao was a little stunned by the man's aura. His hand firmly locked her in his embrace. She was embarrassed and angry at the same time. Tears almost fell from her eyes.

The woman's appearance was miserable, her delicate body constantly squirming in his embrace. The two of them were in close contact, and the friction between their bodies made his scalp tingle.

Jin Beilin somewhat helplessly explained, "Half a minute later, my carriage arrived. You can't possibly let me stand here like this, right?"

Qiao Qiao slightly thought of the traces on her pants. She was somewhat conflicted and hesitant. After pondering for a moment, she gradually stopped struggling.

It was true that she had done something wrong first, and that mark was too ambiguous. Judging from this person's clothes, he was not an ordinary person. She lowered her eyebrows and felt the hand on her waist burn her.

She rarely came into such close contact with a man, and even Gu Minghao had only held her hand in the past. She felt panicked, but at the same time, she felt the warmth from a man's body.