Chapter 167 I Can't Control My Hands
practise?
Hearing Chen Yan 's fierce words, Yu Qiaoqiao's head was like a boiling kettle, steaming. She dared not let go of the hand covering her face.
Oh my god.
How can I still practice this kind of thing?
Seeing Yu Qiaoqiao's cute look, Chen Yan couldn't help but hug her and said, "Don't worry. If you feel that the word ' practice ' doesn't sound good, we can use the word 'study'."
Yu Qiaoqiao didn't say anything, but covered her face with her hands and shook her head like a rattle.
"It's not a question of words, okay..."
Chen Yan was amused by Yu Qiaoqiao's cute appearance.
But seeing how shy she was, Chen Yan couldn't bear to immediately pull her to continue studying.
So he could only lick his lips and linger on Boss Qiaoqiao's sweet and soft lips, planning to try again after Boss Qiaoqiao relaxed a little...
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While Chen Yan 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, wearing home clothes and an apron, hurried out of the kitchen.
She was completely different from the cold face she had at the company. She showed a rare tenderness on her face. "I'm coming, I'm coming."
As she spoke, she came to the door, wiped her hands on her apron, and opened the door.
The door opens.
A girl of about eighteen or nineteen was standing outside the door.
The girl was about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a simple school uniform, a ponytail, a pair of glasses, and holding a few books in her arms. She looked like a good girl.
If Chen Yan and Yu Qiaoqiao were here, they would be surprised to find... this was 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 and called out, "Mom~ I'm here."
Seeing her daughter outside the door, the ice on Yang Rou's face melted even more. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were 50% similar to Yang Nuannuan. Obviously, if she smiled more often, she would also be a great beauty.
"Come on, come in quickly." Yang Rou took the book from Yang Nuannuan and said, "It's almost holiday time. Why are you still reading?"
Yang Nuannuan walked into the apartment, closed the door, and said, "I just want to learn more so that I can help you in the future."
Yang Rou looked down at the book covers, all of which were related to editing, directing, and production.
She nodded, put the book down, and then took a pair of shoes for Yang Nuannuan and said, "Change your shoes first. We'll have dinner soon."
After saying that, she suddenly exclaimed as if she remembered something, then quickly turned around and rushed to the kitchen.
Seeing her own mother getting flustered when faced with housework, Yang Nuannuan smiled, then she changed her shoes and went straight to the kitchen, "Mom, let me do it."
At first, Yang Rou wanted to struggle and cook a meal for her daughter herself.
But when she thought that if she cooked, she and her daughter might not have dinner tonight, she hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the spatula to Yang Nuannuan...
Seeing Yang Nuannuan skillfully taking the spatula and cooking, Yang Rou's eyes revealed 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 the height difference between Yang Nuannuan and herself.
Only then did I realize that without me noticing, the little baby who only reached my knees was now almost as tall as me.
I have been busy with work most of the time these years, and I really neglected her a little bit...
After a while, Yang Nuannuan prepared two dishes. Yang Rou could only stand by and help silently, watching her daughter do what she was supposed to do.
After the dishes were cooked, Yang Nuannuan served two bowls of rice, then said happily to Yang Rou, "Let's go, Mom. It's time to eat."
Yang Rou nodded silently and took the dishes to the dining table.
During the meal, Yang Rou was probably not good at speaking, so she didn't talk much, and the atmosphere in the room was a little cold. Yang Nuannuan picked up a piece of meat for her mother, then held her chin and smiled gently at her mother.
Yang Rou raised her head and glanced at Yang Nuannuan with fluctuating eyes.
I couldn't help but think of the days when Yang Nuannuan was a child and the mother and daughter depended on each other.
At that time, Yang Rou was fully 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 the neighbor aunt to take care of Yang Nuannuan.
As a result, a few days later, she was surprised to find that Yang Nuannuan had actually learned how to cook, and the food tasted good.
When she first ate the food cooked by her daughter, Yang Nuannuan did the same as today, using the chopsticks that were a little long for her to pick up a piece of meat for Yang Rou, then she held her cheek, looked at Yang Rou tenderly, and said in a baby voice, "Mommy, you eat~"
Over the years, although I am a mother, it is more often my daughter who indulges and takes 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 while praising, "It's delicious."
The smile on Yang Nuannuan's face suddenly became happier.
While eating, the mother and daughter gradually started chatting.
While eating, Yang Nuannuan asked curiously, "Mom, did you switch to a new company this time?"
Yang Rou nodded, "Yes. A new company. It happens to be in Qindao."
Yang Nuannuan adjusted her glasses and said, "I feel like the new company is a bit busy."
Yang Rou said, "Not really. I was a little busy at the beginning. Now I am starting to relax."
Then she explained, "Because the company is not big. There is not much to do. So, I can spend more time with you."
"If you have time during the holidays, you can come to my company to study or do an internship."
Hearing Yang Rou say this, Yang Nuannuan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Okay, okay!"
Seeing Yang Nuannuan's happy look, Yang Rou's eyes flashed with tenderness...
She knew very well that the reason her daughter chose the Department of Media was so that she could work with her and spend more time with her in the future.
She is not a very responsible mother, but she still hopes to satisfy her daughter more within a reasonable range.
As for...whether the company will disagree.
Chen Yan's figure flashed through Yang Rou's mind.
My Mr. Chen doesn't seem to be someone who cares about this kind of thing, so I'll talk to him about it when the time comes...
…
At this time, in Chen Yan's villa.
Yang Rou's "Little Mr. Chen" was sitting on the bed, giving Yu Qiaoqiao earnest advice.
"Qiaoqiao...don't be so shy."
At this time, Yu Qiaoqiao held a small doll in front of her face. Her face was red, and she blinked at Chen Yan and said softly, "But, but... you have tried several times."
Chen Yan licked his face and said, "Yeah, it doesn't matter this time."
"Come on. For the last time."
Yu Qiaoqiao's face turned even redder. She held the doll more firmly and whispered, "But I always feel like you're lying to me."
Chen Yan, "No, how could I lie to you?"
Yu Qiaoqiao pointed downwards with her little hand, "Then, what's wrong with your hand?"
Chen Yan looked down and found that his hand had unknowingly touched Yu Qiaoqiao's slender leg and was groping there carefully.
He quickly took it away and coughed twice, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. It's all misunderstanding."
"You know. When kissing, guys have no idea . So they might put them in all sorts of weird places..."
Yu Qiaoqiao snorted softly, "Liar."
Chen Yan laughed “hehe”.
Yu Qiaoqiao looked at Chen Yan once, twice, three times, and then whispered, "Then...then this will be the last time?"
Chen Yan nodded his head quickly like a wooden fish.
Yu Qiaoqiao then 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 pleasant fragrance of boss Qiaoqiao, Chen Yan's heartbeat also accelerated a little. He moved closer to Yu Qiaoqiao, and his mouth kept moving forward, forward, and forward again...
After a moment, he felt his mouth touching something soft and warm, and he gently pressed his lips against it.
Yu Qiaoqiao's soft hum of "Hmm~" rang in his ears. Feeling Yu Qiaoqiao's arms tightening around him, Chen Yan couldn't help but put his hand on Yu Qiaoqiao's back, and then slowly sucked Yu Qiaoqiao's nectar.
Lips and teeth meet, full of sweetness...
I don’t know how long the kiss lasted, just when Chen Yan closed his eyes and was about to be immersed in it.
Suddenly, he heard a soft cry of "Ah~", and then he felt someone pushing his body, his arms felt empty, and he heard the sound of "dengdengdeng" beside him.
When he opened his eyes, he found that Yu Qiaoqiao had already run away.
Chen Yan's eyes were full of confusion.
What just happened?
Why did you run away?
Is Boss Qiaoqiao shy?
Just then, his eyes fell on his own hands.
His left hand was around Yu Qiaoqiao, his hand was natural and peaceful, and his right hand... at some point, it stood in front of him, his hand formed a hemispherical shape, like a dragon's claw.
Chen Yan blinked and scratched gently with his right hand.
"Huh? What did I do just now?"
"Could it be that...when we kiss, do our hands really suddenly appear in strange places?"
“This is too amazing!”
After saying that, Chen Yan blushed and hid his hands behind his back. Although he didn't remember what he had done, but... it was definitely not good.
He quickly got up and left the room while calling "Qiaoqiao~" and "Qiaoqiao~".
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