During the period when Lou Wen was recuperating from his injuries, Guan Zhiheng never appeared in the ward, to be precise, he should have forgotten Lou Wen's patient as a person.

He was anxious about Shen Qingyun's affairs!

Speaking of which, I don't know what evil happened, since Shen Qingyun didn't answer the phone on the day she rested, and went to the company and pounced, Guan Zhiheng couldn't wait to cry and faint in the bathroom.

What happened was sauce-purple, thinking that Shen Qingyun didn't want to be disturbed on vacation, and just wanted to take a good rest, so Guan Zhiheng endured the pain of lovesickness silently alone.

finally survived a long night of sleeplessness, Guan Zhiheng not only did not show a trace of tiredness, but became more energetic, and the whole person exuded a fresh and indifferent hormone from the inside out.

In the words of the servant, those two deep, shiny eyes, like two obsidian, glowed with charming coldness, which made people can't help but feel timid, but they can't help but be attracted by them.

Kwan Zhiheng, who was in a happy mood, sat down at the table, with a glass of fragrant milk in front of him, a browned toast coated with strawberry jam, a poached egg fried just right, and a plate of fruit and vegetable salad.

It was a refreshing breakfast, and even the milk he always hated looked so cute, and his long, well-trimmed fingernails took it to his lips and took a sip.

He was not in a hurry to swallow it as before, because he didn't like the taste of milk in his mouth, but today he was willing to put it in his mouth to taste the unique smooth and rich aroma of milk, and after a few seconds, he swallowed it slowly, and the tip of his pink tongue swept mischievously across his upper lip and licked away the remaining milk stains.

Putting down the milk with satisfaction, Guan Zhiheng elegantly picked up the knife and fork, moved gracefully, and began to enjoy his hearty breakfast silently.

The restaurant was silent, and if you looked closely, you would find that the maid's face was stiff, and her body was also stiff, and the elderly maid who had served Guan Ye for more than ten years was about to cry.

Guan Ye has always been bitter and bitter as if he was owed hundreds of millions of dollars by others, but today not only did she frown and pull her face, but she also smiled?

After sweeping the breakfast cleanly, Guan Zhiheng's elegant fingertips elegantly picked up the wet hand towel that had been prepared for him on the side, elegantly wiped off the already clean red lips, elegantly put down the wet hand towel, got up elegantly, and walked towards the door with a happy step elegantly.

The elegant back makes people can't bear to look at it directly, what kind of wind did Guan Ye smoke today?easteast?west?south-wind?north-wind?or, southwest-wind???

Guan Ye raised his chin coldly and arrogantly, and snorted coldly with disdain and contempt: What kind of wind are you smoking?

After arriving at the scene, the driver got out of the car respectfully and opened the door for him, bent down and waited for him to go away, then closed the door and drove the car to the side of Shen Qingyun's special seat.

When I got in the car, I didn't notice it, but when I got out of the car, Guan Zhiheng was holding a lunch box with Shen Qingyun's favorite navy blue square scarf, which was packed like a popular item on sale every week in a high-end hotel.

Seeing the busy scene from afar, Guan Zhiheng's heart couldn't help but jump, and he couldn't help but whistle loudly and tactfully, with a gentle and charming smile on his face, and most of the resolute and cold lines softened, making him much more approachable.

However, the people at the scene, not only the staff, but also the artists all knew that this was just a disguise when facing Shen Qingyun, and they couldn't help but sigh that in order to get a Shen Qingyun, this Guan Ye had made a lot of money, and when spring went to winter, his attitude did not change at all, but became more and more affectionate.

Guan Zhiheng paced to Shen Qingyun, who was putting on makeup, domineeringly occupied his right hand, his clean and slender fingers tapped on the back of the chair, bent down close to him and put breakfast on the dressing table.

Deeply smelling the aroma of his neck surrounded by Shen Qingyun's breath, mixed with the refreshing fresh air unique to the forest, suddenly shocked his spirit.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up with a touch of fascination, and his deep eyes were fixed on his fair and charming neck, as if he pounced on it and took a bite, the taste must be softer and smoother than that of any woman.

It's a pity that he can only look at Guan Zhiheng, who can't talk about it today, and his strength hurts him, so he put away his beautiful thoughts, deliberately lowered his voice, and his charming voice floated into the ears of the beautiful man in front of him.

"Qingyun, good morning, I know you must not have eaten breakfast again, it doesn't matter, I specially prepared one for you, exactly the same as my breakfast, and I have eaten all of it today, should you eat it all too?"

Compared with Guan Zhiheng's idiot-Han behavior, Shen Qingyun acted as if he didn't notice his existence from beginning to end, just tilting his head and letting the makeup artist dance briskly on his face.

Even the air around him was contaminated by his domineering aura, and his ears were occupied by his magnetic and charming voice, which could not shake his heart for half a point, as steady as Mount Tai but more cold and arrogant than Mount Tai.

But not everyone can be like him, not affected by Guan Zhiheng at all, his family background alone is enough for anyone to kneel at his feet and worship him.

Although compared to Shen Qingyun's peerless appearance, his still handsome face was suddenly overshadowed, but this did not affect the intense male hormones that he unconsciously exuded after seeing Shen Qingyun.

The closest to him, Shen Qingyun's special makeup artist was the first to be profoundly affected, and the eyes that should have been focused on Shen Qingyun's face unconsciously glanced at Guan Zhiheng's face.

Even put all her thoughts on Guan Zhiheng, wishing she could throw away the tools in her hand, kneel at his feet and hug his strong thighs, begging him to reward him, as long as she looks at it, she will lose it in the next second and have no complaints!

But before she could take action, a cold voice that seemed to be mixed with a hint of contempt suddenly made her feel like an ice cellar: "If this is your professional ethics, then you can get out." ”

The makeup artist only felt that his blood had coagulated, and the moment his mind was pulled back, he didn't dare to look back at what Shen Qingyun's face had become, he had been a makeup artist for so many years, and it was the first time he had encountered this kind of embarrassment.

Shen Qingyun didn't even look at him, after looking at the wide mirror through the makeup artist's hand, he let out a terrible sneer, and stood up in the next second, kicking the sluggish makeup artist over at the same time, a one-word syllable floated out of his moving red lips: "Get out!"

Guan Zhiheng's eyelids jumped, and he finally took his gaze away from his graceful neck with difficulty, and after falling on his face, he couldn't help but freeze, this, this, even if he was turned into a clown, his little Qingyun was still the most beautiful clown.

Of course, he certainly didn't have anything to say that in front of him, he only felt like the sky was going to fall now, as if it was because of his relationship that he became like this, damn makeup artist!

Swallowing his throat, Guan Ye, who was still domineering in the last second, is just a child who has done bad things and is waiting for criticism at the moment: "Qingyun, don't be angry, I'll send you a top makeup artist." ”

was already annoyed to death by this person, and the woman in the family recently lost her temper and died every day, and his mood was very bad, but someone died again.

Shen Qingyun turned his head with a cold face, and finally looked at him squarely, the face that made him unappetizing as always, just looking at it was disgusting, and he wanted to develop further?

"You get out too. ”

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com