After listening to Cinderella's story, Qiao Yingying understood Xiao Rou's meaning again, and her bright eyes dimmed a little.

"Sir, why do you say the prince is with Cinderella, there are so many girls who want to marry him." She asked in a muffled voice.

"Fairy tales are nothing but fantasies." Guan Mufeng said, a little funny, she listened to a fairy tale and sighed.

"Is that happening in reality? Would a particularly good, high-flying man like an ordinary, ordinary girl? Qiao Yingying looked at Guan Mufeng's handsome and resolute facial features in front of her, and a faint soreness suddenly appeared in her heart.

Guan Mufeng's gaze inadvertently swept over her two slender snow-white legs on the edge of the bed, and the dark tide in his eyes set off again, not noticing her expression, and replied casually: "Of course fairy tales don't happen in the real world, even if there are, there are various reasons behind them, and they are not as beautiful as people think." ”

Qiao Yingying stared at him blankly, a colic pain spread from her chest to her whole body, and her eyes were red.

If so, will she and her husband always be happily together?

"Okay, let's not talk about any fairy tales, go take a shower and change your clothes, and take you out to eat at night." Guan Mufeng withdrew the gaze that fell on her lap and took a deep breath.

"Hmm." Qiao Yingying hung her head, got up from him, and walked towards the bathroom, her seductive back almost made Guan Mufeng, who was trying to restrain herself, break her skills again.

He got up and went back to his room in some haste. He urgently needed a shower, and it was a cold shower.

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The next day, Guan Mufeng took Qiao Yingying to visit many special tourist attractions in Pearl City, of course, eating all kinds of food, and the two of them held hands all the way and spent the whole day like ordinary couples. Qiao Yingying had a great time, and the melancholy and sadness in her heart were also left behind.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I returned to the hotel after shopping in the night market, and it was beginning to rain outside, Guan Mufeng sat on the sofa with Qiao Yingying in his arms, listening to her chatter happily about what she had seen today, smelling the fragrance in her hair, I just felt that the years were beautiful, and I wanted nothing else.

"Sir, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve." Qiao Yingying raised her head and looked at him, her big eyes full of unspoken anticipation.

Guan Mufeng rubbed her head, but said apologetically: "The company will hold an annual meeting starting tomorrow, I may not have time to accompany you more, but I will try to come back early in the evening." If you want to hang out, I'll arrange for a driver to pick you up, okay? ”

Qiao Yingying was a little disappointed, shook her head, and leaned on his shoulder and said angrily: "I don't want it, I'll wait here for Mr. to come back." ”

Guan Mufeng's eyes were filled with tenderness and pity, and he kissed her on the cheek: "Be good, I will definitely take you to many places in the future." ”

"Hmm." Qiao Yingying nodded, looked at the lightning and thunder outside through the window, and shrank into Guan Mufeng's arms.

"Sir, tonight I... Can I sleep with you? She blushed.

Guan Mufeng was stunned for a moment, looked at Qiao Yingying's apple-like face, and immediately realized that her sleeping together was definitely not what she wanted. It's a pity.

"Scared to sleep alone?" He asked.

Qiao Yingying nodded: "The room here is so big, there is always some sound when the wind blows at night..."

"Sleep together that night." Guan Mufeng bent the corners of his mouth in agreement, but his smile was a little bitter.

In order not to test his shaky self-control, he didn't dare to make too intimate movements to her these few nights, at most kissing her face, and stopping at a shallow taste. This night is bound to be another test.

Qiao Yingying didn't know what was going on in his heart, so she took her clothes and followed him into the room.

Guan Mufeng's room is much larger than hers, more than 100 square meters, larger than ordinary people's homes. The bedrooms are carpeted and the beds are large and wide, making them very soft and comfortable.

Seeing that she rushed into the bathroom to take a bath, Guan Mufeng turned on the computer in the study behind the partition to deal with some work, but soon there was a sound of rushing water in his ears, which reminded him of the boundless spring that he "accidentally" glimpsed, and he couldn't help but start to feel excited, and he didn't finish reading the email on the screen for a long time.

"Sir, I'm done, you can go too!" Qiao Yingying, who had just come out of the bath, ran to inform him as soon as possible. She was wearing the black silk suspender pajamas, which were thin and could not hide the curves of her beautiful body at all. A few strands of hair hang down from her coiled hair, which makes her pure face more mature and charming, and the beauty is moving.

She didn't know it yet, and after saying this, she turned around and threw herself on the bed, hugged the quilt and rolled around, leaving Guan Mufeng in torment again. It took him a long time before his voice was dumb, and he said with a slight pain: "Good, you go to sleep first, I still have something to deal with." ”

"Sir still has to work." Qiao Yingying was a little surprised, and then made a gesture to get out of bed, "Then Yingying will accompany you." ”

"No!" Guan Mufeng hurriedly stopped, "You sleep, it won't take me long." ”

"That's... All right. Qiao Yingying nodded, reached out to turn off the bedroom light, and lay down under the covers.

Guan Mufeng breathed a sigh of relief, held his forehead and smiled bitterly for a while, before he shook his spirits and went to work again. It wasn't until Qiao Yingying fell asleep soundly that he turned off the computer and took a shower, and lay down on the side of the bed a little further away from her.

Originally thought it would be a difficult night, after all, after so many years, he had become accustomed to sleeping alone. But looking at the pure sleeping face not far away, listening to her even and gentle breathing, he only had peace and warmth in his heart, and he fell asleep quickly.

A good night's sleep.

When Qiao Yingying woke up in the morning, Guan Mufeng was already dressed and was about to go out.

She rubbed her worried eyes, got up from the quilt, got out of bed and followed Guan Mufeng to the door.

"When will you be back, sir?" She looked up at Guan Mufeng with a reluctant face.

"The meeting in these days is very important, I'm afraid it won't be too early, you are waiting for me here, and let the hotel prepare it for you if you want to eat." Guan Mufeng touched her head and said softly.

Qiao Yingying wanted to ask what to do about tonight's New Year's Eve, but in the end she didn't say anything, only waved at him: "Well, goodbye to that gentleman." ”

She stood at the door and waved goodbye to herself, she looked very well-behaved, Guan Mufeng's chest seemed to be brushed by feathers, soft and itchy, and for a moment she just wanted to forget about her work and turn around to accompany her. He took a deep breath, forced himself to withdraw his gaze, and took a step away from Qiao Yingying's gaze.

After he left, Qiao Yingying also washed and changed her clothes, and went to the café downstairs for breakfast as usual, taking a look at the scenery by the way.

The coffee shop is located on the shore of the garden lake of the Foothill Hotel, with a full floor-to-ceiling glass view and fresh air, and there are many customers. As soon as Qiao Yingying walked in, she subconsciously looked at a position by the window, and sure enough, she saw a very gentle and beautiful woman with long curly hair sitting by the window. Qiao Yingying would see her sitting in this position every time she came, always alone, quietly eating breakfast, drinking coffee, and then in a daze.

The woman seemed to sense her gaze, looked at her, smiled at her, and then pointed to the opposite of herself.

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, understood what she meant, and walked over with a little expectation and nervousness.

"Hello." She greeted her, and although she was a stranger, she had an inexplicable closeness to her.

"Hello." The woman's voice was very gentle, like a warm spring breeze, and I felt good when I heard it.

"My name is Qiao Yingying." She volunteered.

"My name is Chen Yun." The woman seemed to have a good impression of her, and once again stretched out her hand and motioned for her to sit down, "Sit down, I want to eat something." ”

Qiao Yingying smiled shyly: "I don't know how to choose anything, just eat the same thing as you." ”

Chen Yun smiled slightly, beckoned to the waiter, and ordered milk, spinach cheese mushroom egg rolls, banana muffins and German grilled sausages for her.

After ordering, the two looked at each other face to face, neither knew what to say, the atmosphere was a little awkward and silent for a while, Chen Yun suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.

"You live in 6602, right?" She asked softly.

Qiao Yingying was very surprised: "Yes, how do you know?" ”

"There are only two suites on this floor, and I live next to you, and I saw you once in the hallway." Chen Yun smiled.

"What a coincidence." Qiao Yingying was very happy, and the restraint in her heart was also eliminated, and her lively personality made her quickly find a topic to chat with Chen Yun.

After this chat, I found out that the two people were not only born on the same month and day, but also studied Chinese painting, and it can be said that there are very few students who are willing to study this major this year. They were very close to each other, and Qiao Yingying chatted with her until almost noon when she was reminded of the time by the dazzling sunlight outside the window.

"I've just eaten breakfast, it's lunchtime, are you hungry?" Chen Yun turned his head to look at her, smiled and asked softly.

Qiao Yingying shook her head: "I'm not hungry, why don't we find something to do and eat later." ”

Chen Yun nodded, looked at the hills in the distance, and his watery eyes lit up: "Why don't we go to the mountains to paint?" I haven't touched a paintbrush in a long time, and my hands are itchy. ”

"Okay, I've got everything there, let's bring something to eat, and we can paint all day." Qiao Yingying was also in high spirits, and the two hit it off and went back to the room to get the painting tools.