Qin Tianhai's heart-wrenching cry seemed to be mixed with blood ruptured in his throat. He almost madly shouted Lin Qing's name.

The servants rushed over to help him, but they did not stop him from crying violently.

Qiao Ansheng pulled Qin Yanchen out without looking back, and rushed outside quickly, then she breathed a sigh of relief as if she was relieved.

The sun was very bright outside, so she subconsciously narrowed her eyes and looked at the man behind her, and then she realized it later.

Just now, she was just concerned about pouring out everything in one breath, but it was equivalent to telling the man indirectly that Lin Qing was his biological mother.

I don’t know if Qin Yanchen will be angry at her for hiding it?

Qiao Ansheng sighed slightly in his heart and stopped.

Qin Yanchen followed her, lowered her head and ran into her expression that was a bit reluctant to speak. He also stopped and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Ansheng's pupils were moist, his eyelashes blinked, and hesitated: "I, I... have you known that Aunt Lin Qing is your biological mother?"

She turned her head, her voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end she was almost always stuttering: "I, I didn't mean to hide it from you on purpose, I..."

Qiao Ansheng was a little confused. She didn't even dare to look up. She leaned against Qin Yanchen very pitifully, as weak as a little quail: "I promised Aunt Lin Qing that I won't tell you, I'm afraid you will be embarrassed."

Qiao Ansheng didn't dare to say anything more. She lowered her head and stared at the long-haired carpet under her feet. Her nose was a little red, waiting for Qin Yanchen's movements.

The pair of men's high-end leather shoes moved in sight, and the tip of the shoes moved closer to him.

The next second, Qiao Ansheng was gently pinched his chin by two slender fingers and raised his head. She was a little panicked, her eyes dodged, and she did not look at Qin Yanchen, and said with a look around: "Are you very angry? You obviously agreed to not hide anything from you anymore, I'm sorry..."

She wanted to defend herself for a while, but after thinking about it, she found that her words were pale and her face suddenly drooped.

Qin Yanchen couldn't stand her so aggrieved and thoughts, and her heart was like a pot of hot water.

His fingers followed Qiao Ansheng's chin to her cheek, shook his head, and interrupted Qiao Ansheng's words: "I'm not angry, don't apologize to me."

Qiao Ansheng was stunned, raised his eyes and looked at the man.

The man's eye sockets are very deep, his pupils are shiny, and his smile is faintly blooming in his eyes: "As long as you are happy, you can do anything."

No matter whether it is hiding it from him or something, as long as she is happy and not embarrassed, it doesn't matter what she wants to do. Anyway, he will always give her a guarantee in the end.

Qin Tianhai said rightly that Qin Yanchen's heart is about Qiao Ansheng's appearance.

In fact, with Qin Yanchen's temperament, he could not accept that others were hiding it from him like this, but he just thought that the person was Qiao Ansheng.

Thinking about it carefully, Qiao Ansheng was so hiding from him because of his own sake, and no matter how angry he was, he was all classified as sweet syrup.

His love for Qiao Ansheng was like a wild dog who had been hungry for three days and three nights with a bone that he had finally obtained.

He couldn't even bear to swallow it, so he could spit out this bone because of these little things.

Qiao Ansheng was a little stunned by the affection in his eyes. She was stunned for a second. She opened her mouth and exposed her glutinous little porcelain teeth: "Then you... are you forgiveing ​​me? Are you not angry?"

Qiao Ansheng didn't expect that men would indulge her to this extent.

She remembered that men hated others to deceive her the most in the past.

But now seeing Qin Yanchen's appearance doesn't look angry at all. She felt relieved, and at the same time she was hit by the man's affection, feeling a little guilty.

At that moment, she deeply realized that Qin Yanchen's feelings for her were far more intense and passionate than she had imagined.

Seeing that she was still a little cautious, Qin Yanchen couldn't help but quit the expression on his face, coughed, and said solemnly: "I'm still a little angry."

"ah……"

Qiao Ansheng pursed his lips, and his black eyes rolled in his eye sockets. He immediately looked like he was facing a great enemy. He pulled his face and quickly reached out to hold the man's arm and hugged him in front of his chest.

"What then can you forgive me? I will compensate you, okay? I will never hide it from you again in the future. I swear, this is the last time. If I hide it from you next time, I will..."

She eagerly raised a few of her jade-white fingers and said in a panic: "If I hide it from you again, I will punish me..."

However, before Qiao Ansheng finished speaking, he was blocked by Qin Yanchen with his lips, and all the remaining words were swallowed into his stomach.

Qiao Ansheng also felt Qin Yanchen's almost overwhelming emotions in this kiss, and she stared blankly.

The humid and hot breath rolled together, as if igniting the air, causing the surrounding temperature to rise by several degrees.

Qiao Ansheng was reluctantly conscious and remembered that the two of them were still standing at the door. The people came and went from inside to outside, and the remaining sense of shame played a role at the last moment.

It made her push Qin Yanchen away desperately.

“Um…”

Qiao Ansheng reached out to the man's shoulder, tried his best to pull himself out, separate the two of them, lowered his head to pant, and tried to adjust his disordered breathing.

The man didn't give her a chance to breathe. He grabbed her push-and-rejected wrist with one hand, held the person's waist, dragged the person into his arms again, and kissed him directly.

His kiss was so entangled that he would not let go once he kissed him.

Qiao Ansheng moved his head unbearably and struggled desperately. The man bit his lips with great displeasure.

"hiss……"

Qiao Ansheng was not willing to be outdone, and also bit the man's thin lips. The force she bite was much stronger than that of the man.

Qin Yanchen was stunned by the biting. Qiao Ansheng took the opportunity to break free, leaned in his arms, and gasped quickly, his tone slightly aggrieved: "Why are you biting me again?"

She breathed unevenly and couldn't even speak incompletely, and her tone sounded more like she was acting cute.

Qin Yanchen only felt a fire burning in his body, thanks to Qiao Ansheng bit him. If he didn't stop quickly, the fire would probably burn both of them.

"punish."

Qiao Ansheng heard him whirling his lips and sniffle a few words, wrinkling his nose, and was about to say something, when he saw someone walking towards him, he immediately made a bell all over his body.

As if she was panicked, she stood up straight, and she flashed and stood up from the man's arms. She was busy tidying up her somewhat messy clothes and turned around and glared at the man with a angrily look.
Chapter completed!