I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Before Qiao Mianmian had time to look at Shen Rou, he saw that the man in purple had his eyes widened and stood up suddenly.

The man's slender peach-eyed eyes looked straight at her and Mo Yesi's tightly clasped hands, his eyes widened, and his face was incredible: "Second brother, this is a small, sister-in-law?!"

Yan Shaoqing seemed to have ten thousand grass and mud horses running past.

At this moment, there is only one sentence "lying trough" that can express his current mood.

He knew that his little sister-in-law was a student and was not very young.

but……

When Yan Shaoqing stared at the hand they were holding, his gaze fell on Qiao Mianmian's fair-skinned white face, and his heart was full of various "lying troughs".

His little sister-in-law is too small!

Is it adult?

This face looks like a high school student who is 16 or 7 years old, some people believe it.

2nd Brother... won't real beasts touch minors? !

That's a real beast.

Even if they were good friends who grew up wearing crotch pants together from an early age, he would resolutely resist such beast behavior!

Looking at Yan Shaoqing's pair of inquiring eyes still on Qiao Mianmian, Mo Yesi's eyes sank, and he stretched out his hand, possessing the possessive arm around the little woman's waist.

The man's chilly gaze looked at Yan Shaoqing, implying a little warning: "Is it enough? Have you seen your sister-in-law greeted you? No tutor."

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

Why didn't he have a tutor? !

Also, how does he think his second brother just looked at his eyes, it was a bit dangerous.

It's like... treating him like a rival.

Looking again at the possessive expression on his second brother's face, Yan Shaoqing twitched the corner of his mouth. In order to save his life, he quickly looked away.

"Cough cough, sister-in-law, how are you." Yan Shaoqing raised her lips and extended a hand towards Qiao Mianmian, "My name is Yan Shaoqing, my second brother... good brother. We used to be Live in a large courtyard."

The grandfathers of Mo Yesi and Yan Shaoqing were soldiers. When they were young, they both lived in the military compound for several years.

"Hello, my name is Qiao Mianmian."

Yan Shaoqing is still very friendly and friendly, and Qiao Mianmian still has a good impression of him.

She also extended a hand towards him.

Yan Shaoqing just shook it up, and had not yet fully touched Qiao Mianmian's hand. A long, slender, white hand traversed over and blocked him.

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

Damn it or not!

Don’t you just shake your hand?

Did you stop him?

The second brother's possessiveness is too abnormal.

Make him like a pervert who is cheap!

Mo Yesi directly ignored his eyes full of complaints and dissatisfaction, and held Qiao's soft and tender hands in his palm: "Yan San is the third of several of us, and he will be called the same as me in the future."

After that, I went on to introduce the other two people in the box: "That's the old fourth Miyazawa, the old fourth among us, you can call him the fourth."

Miyazawa raised his head slightly dissatisfied.

Let a yellow-haired girl looking at him still call him a little four?

He can't accept it.

He frowned, trying to say something, and Shen Rou beside him gently pulled his arm off.

Miyazawa pressed her lips tightly and turned her head to the side.

"Mianmian, hello, my name is Shen Rou."

The woman sitting beside Miyazawa stood up and greeted Qiao Mianmian actively: "It's nice to meet you.