At dinner, Yan Haozhe led Cheng Anan to the first floor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as he walked into the dining room, Cheng Anan was stunned.

A table full of dishes is all her favorite food.

She looked at Yan Haozhe beside her in surprise.

How did he know what she liked to eat?

"I know what you want to ask, what I want to say is that all your habits and hobbies, except for what I secretly observed and knew, I asked Zhou Lan, who wrote down what she said on paper and gave it to Uncle Zhang!"

Cheng An was relieved and warm.

"Miss Cheng, this is the first time I've seen the president attach so much importance to a person, and even do research on habits and hobbies in advance!"

Uncle Zhang walked over with Cheng Anan's favorite braised pork ribs.

Cheng Anan listened well, and was shocked in his heart, and the change became moved.

Yan Haozhe glanced at Uncle Zhang coldly and blamed him for his mouth.

Receiving Yan Haozhe's blaming eyes, Uncle Zhang smiled honestly and retreated.

"Let's eat!"

Yan Haozhe dragged out the chair in front of the dining table very gentlemanly.

Cheng Anan walked over and sat down.

Yan Haozhe sat opposite Cheng An'an.

The distance between the two is only a dining table.

Because Cheng An'an was already a little hungry, and the dishes in front of her were all the dishes she liked to eat, she picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

Looking at Cheng An'an's unpretentious appearance, the corners of Yan Haozhe's lips grinned in a good-looking arc.

Halfway through eating, Cheng Anan realized that Yan Haozhe didn't move a bite of the dishes on the table.

So, she asked him, "Why don't you eat it?" Don't you like these dishes? ”

"No, because I have injuries on my body, it's better to eat light during this time!" Yan Haozhe pointed to the porridge in the bowl and explained with a smile.

Cheng Anan glanced at the dishes on the table and found that these dishes were all spicy and relatively spicy, which was indeed not suitable for people recuperating from injuries.

After eating, Yan Haozhe took Cheng Anan for a walk in the garden.

The two sat side by side on the lawn, looking at the starry sky and feeling the comfort brought by the midsummer evening breeze.

Thinking back to the time when he first met, and looking at them now, it feels like a dream.

Cheng Anan leaned his head on Yan Haozhe's shoulder and sighed in his heart.

Yan Haozhe gently hugged her, feeling the fragrant fragrance emanating from her, closing his eyes, intoxicated.

Just then, the sound of a car horn was heard.

After a while, Uncle Zhang trotted over and told Yan Haozhe that someone from the clothing store had sent something over and asked him which room he put it in.

Yan Haozhe glanced at Cheng An'an in his arms, and replied directly: "Just put it in my room, you ask someone to tidy it up, and let someone send a dresser over tomorrow!" ”

"Yes!" After Uncle Zhang nodded in response, he immediately arranged for someone to move things into Yan Haozhe's room and began to tidy them up.

"What did you send someone?" Cheng Anan turned his head to look at Yan Haozhe and asked curiously.

"Want to know?" Yan Haozhe smiled.

Cheng Anan nodded.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see it!"

After speaking, Yan Haozhe took Cheng Anan to his room.

Cheng Anan was stunned instantly.

Oh my!

The open wardrobe full of Yan Haozhe's clothes, from shirts to suits, from T-shirts to slacks, from socks to leather shoes, from ties to bow ties, and even underwear are sorted by color and neatly placed in the wardrobe one by one.

What surprised her even more was that there were hundreds of watches on her wrist alone, each with a different style and color.

At this time, in Yan Haozhe's room, two maids were tidying up Yan Haozhe's cloakroom.

Seeing Yan Haozhe coming, the maid respectfully saluted him and Cheng An'an, and then continued to be busy with the things at hand.

"With so many clothes, are you going to wear them?"

Cheng Anan couldn't help but sigh.

"It's just the clothes that the president wears on weekdays, the dresses he wears to some formal occasions, and it's in another cloakroom."

A maid heard Cheng An'an's sigh and smiled more.

"What?"

"And another?"

"Yan Haozhe, why don't you just build a shopping mall at home?"

Cheng Anan squinted his eyes, glanced at Yan Haozhe, and spat out.

"If you have a lot of shopping malls, why build one at home?"

"Wouldn't it be nice if someone from my company needs to send it directly?"

Yan Haozhe pinched the tip of Cheng An'an's round nose, and said with a smile.

"Uh...... Looks like that...... Hey...... I forgot that there are many chain department stores under the umbrella of Siltron! ”

Cheng Anan smiled awkwardly, and secretly cursed in his heart that he was a big idiot.

At this time, two maids walked over with hands full of brand-name women's clothes.

"President, Miss Cheng's clothes have been tidied up, are they hanging with your clothes?"

"Let's hang together!" Yan Haozhe responded.

"Yes!"

According to Yan Haozhe's instructions, the maid sorted the women's clothes according to color and season and hung them in the same cabinet as Yan Haozhe's clothes.

Cheng Anan was stunned.

"These ...... Are the clothes for me? ”

"Who do you think it's for?" Yan Haozhe rolled his eyes.

"That's a little too much, isn't it?"

"One set a day, I can't wear it in a year!"

Cheng Anbian sighed again.

"It's okay, wear it slowly!"

Yan Haozhe said, his face full of petted smiles.

"What kind of clothes is this, why is there so little fabric?" Cheng Anan picked up a transparent and sexy suspender pajamas and asked curiously.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two maids who were arranging their clothes in the cloakroom couldn't help but laugh out loud when they heard Cheng An'an's question.

"......" Yan Haozhe was embarrassed, and immediately stepped forward to take the pajamas in her hand, hung them with other styles of pajamas, and then put her mouth to Cheng An'an's ear, and whispered: "This dress is worn when you are sleeping, only you and the two of you are alone!" ”

The ambiguity between the words made Cheng Anan's face suddenly red to the root of his ears, like a red tomato.

Catching a glimpse of Cheng An'an's cute blushing face, Yan Haozhe's eyes sank, and he took her into his arms, bowed his head and covered her cherry red lips.

Cheng Anan was startled, pushed him away slightly, and said shyly: "Someone is here!" ”

"Are you mistaken, who is here?" The corners of Yan Haozhe's lips hooked a wicked smile.

No one?

Cheng Anan turned his head and saw that there were only two people left in the cloakroom, she and Yan Haozhe, and the two maids just now didn't know when they left.

“…… Uh-huh......"

Can't wait, Yan Haozhe's kiss fell again, affectionately and selflessly in her mouth and her lilac tongue, frolicking and chasing, tightly entangled.

Cheng Anan closed his eyes, imitated his appearance, and responded to him jerkyly.

As everyone knows, her move was like a torch lighting a bonfire, which made Yan Haozhe's body also ignite, and a surging fire of desire instantly rose in his body.