Chapter 24: A Kiss on the Cheek

The car drove smoothly, Yan Qiluo was a little tired, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The warm light shone on Yan Qiluo's face, hazy and beautiful. Wen Muyan suddenly found that Yan Qiluo's name was very in line with the current artistic conception - Yan Qiluo.

He realized once again that Yan Qiluo was really beautiful. He once chose Yan Qiluo, firstly, because her side face was ninety percent similar to Jiang Miaoyu, and secondly, because he knew that Yan Qiluo's personality was very tough, if he treated her badly, she would definitely not stick to her face, and the divorce would end very easily. But now it seems that she is much more refined than Jiang Miaoyu, and she has not been able to treat her badly.

Jiang Miaoyu. Wen Muyan sighed. This name is destined to become a thing of the past, there is no way, in such a family, he can only focus on his career, he has no desire for love, marriage and love are not on his agenda, Yan Qiluo and Jiang Miaoyu are no different, they can't be his fetters.

Thinking of this, Wen Muyan's heart suddenly throbbed.

Wen Muyan sighed and draped his coat on Yan Qiluo. She was still wearing this beautiful evening gown, with her delicate collarbones in full view, and she was a little afraid that she would catch a cold if she fell asleep.

When his fingers touched Yan Qiluo's shoulder, Yan Qiluo suddenly moved and turned his head.

She didn't wake up, her eyes still closed. Her eyelashes were like the branches of a tree, long shadows on her face. Wen Muyan's eyes darkened.

As if with a bad taste, Wen Muyan poked her pink face with her finger.

Yan Qiluo just frowned, and still didn't wake up.

Her delicate lips were like a blooming moon, as if she was inviting Wen Muyan to something.

Wen Muyan's body slowly fell down and gently kissed Yan Qiluo's face.

It seemed that a burst of electricity hit Wen Muyan, something he had never felt before. Wen Muyan's eyes suddenly dilated, and he sat up straight in an instant. What's wrong with you?

would kiss her secretly......

She's not her type. He doesn't like such flamboyant and angular women, he prefers gentle, easily manipulated women.

Yan Qiluo seemed to be disturbed by his kiss and slowly opened his eyes.

She poked out the window, as if she hadn't reached home. As soon as I turned around, I saw Wen Muyan's face.

Yan Qiluo was a little strange: "Have you drunk too much?" Why is your face so red? ”

"Nope. It's too hot. Wen Muyan subconsciously twisted his head to the other side.

Blush? He actually blushed? Wen Muyan couldn't believe it. He is twenty-eight or nineteen years old, even if he is eighteen or nineteen years old, he has never blushed!

The two of them didn't say anything, and as soon as the car stopped at the door of the house, Wen Muyan walked in quickly, leaving Yan Qiluo to slowly get out of the car alone.

It's really strange, Yan Qiluo secretly complained, why are you in such a hurry.

Yan Qiluo found that he was actually wearing his suit. She couldn't help but laugh. It seems that I am really afraid of the heat, and the suit is still too hot on me, is it because I am afraid that I will catch a cold because I am asleep, so I don't turn on the air conditioner? It seems that he is still quite human.

Yan Qiluo straightened Wen Muyan's suit and walked into the house.

"Sister Zhao, where is Wen Muyan?" As soon as Yan Qiluo entered the house, he found that the first floor was empty, with only a few servants.

"The young master is in the study, by the way, just now the young master said that he was not full, let the kitchen prepare a supper, do you want to come a little?" Sister Zhao took Yan Qiluo's things with a smile.

Supper? Didn't he eat enough today. Yan Qiluo thought about it for a while, he seemed to have been chatting with people all the time, and he didn't sit down to eat. It's not easy to be a big boss.

"Okay, I just don't have much to do, let's see how to learn the craft." Yan Qiluo walked upstairs to change her clothes.

"Okay." Sister Zhao thought to herself, if the eldest young grandmother wants to learn the craft, it must be to cook for the eldest young master herself. The little couple is really affectionate.

After a while, Yan Qiluo changed into the cotton pajamas she was used to wearing, and before she had time to remove her makeup, she just tied her hair up high. When I arrived at the kitchen, the chef was already below, it seemed to be chicken noodle soup, and there were bamboo sunflower and ham in it, which looked delicious and nutritious, so Yan Qiluo and the chef made a dish of boiled kale together.

Yan Qiluo took the supper and knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in."

Yan Qiluo put the supper on Wen Muyan's table, and seeing that he was busy, he was about to leave.

"Pour another cup of coffee." Wen Muyan didn't look up.

"Drinking coffee so late, do you still sleep well at night?" Yan Qiluo was a little worried. It's almost ten o'clock, and I have to go to work early tomorrow morning.

"Call you ......" Wen Muyan was a little impatient, frowned and raised his eyes.

Seeing that it was Yan Qiluo, Wen Muyan was stunned, and his impatience disappeared in an instant.

"You made a late-night supper?"

Yan Qiluo shook his head: "When I went to the kitchen, the chef was already below, and he taught me to make a boiled kale." I don't know if it's delicious or not. ”

"Since I don't know if it's good or not, let's eat it together and try my own craft." Wen Muyan continued the work at hand: "You eat first, I'll be fine immediately." ”

Yan Qiluo was a little embarrassed: "I didn't plan to eat it, so I only had one tableware, and the chef only ordered one bowl of noodles." You haven't eaten anything at night, and if I grab your noodles to eat, won't you be full? ”

"It's okay, you can eat, if you can't get enough, I'll ask the chef to make something else, I don't really like noodles in the first place." He doesn't have anything he particularly likes to eat, and if he hadn't been eating with Yan Qiluo for the past few days, he wouldn't have thought things were delicious.

Yan Qiluo nodded and picked up a chopstick kale.

Hmm, it tastes good.

After eating three kale, she picked up another slice of ham from Wen Muyan's noodles.

It's delicious.

Yan Qiluo happily raised the corners of her mouth, and when she raised her head, she just met Wen Muyan's gaze.

"I'll get you another pair of chopsticks." Yan Qiluo put down the chopsticks in his hand and wanted to bring him a clean set.

"It's okay." Wen Muyan took the chopsticks and ate them.

This chopstick...... I've used it myself. Yan Qiluo froze for a moment.

Isn't this an indirect kiss......

Wen Muyan didn't seem to notice her froze at all, concentrating on eating noodles.

I don't know why, using the dishes and chopsticks used by Yan Qiluo, he was actually a little happy......

Wen Muyan ate the dish slowly and methodically, and then wiped his mouth elegantly. His eyes rested on Yan Qiluo's lips.

She was biting her lip uneasily, as if she were very reserved. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Yan Qiluo suddenly felt dizzy, and one of them didn't stand firm and fell down. Wen Muyan hugged her in his arms, and Yan Qiluo actually fainted!

……

After a while, a group of doctors appeared in the Wen family.

"How is she?"

At this time, Yan Qiluo had already woken up, her face was pale, and she looked at the doctor.

I've never fainted, so I can't be sick, right?

"The young grandmother is probably under too much mental pressure, and she is more tired, and she has a little low blood sugar. I'll prescribe some medicine for her, and let her rest well for the next two days, it shouldn't be a big deal. ”

Yan Qiluo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let Sister Zhao send you later." Wen Muyan nodded. Strange, why is she so stressed? Hasn't the affairs of her family been settled by herself?

Yan Qiluo nodded matter-of-factly, indeed, facing this uncertain man every day made her very stressed. But it's good if you're not sick, health comes first.

"Are you afraid of me?" Seeing that there was no one in the house, Wen Muyan asked Yan Qiluo.

"Yes...... A little. Yan Qiluo lowered her head embarrassedly.

"Why are you afraid?"

Because you're uncertain, because you've got a lot of important people to meet, because I'm afraid of causing you trouble, because I'm not going to fit into your life. There are too many reasons, but Yan Qiluo can't say any of them, so she has to find a random reason: "Because I have never lived with a man, not to mention that we don't seem to be ......" are not very familiar with each other.

The blind cat is like hitting a dead mouse, Wen Muyan likes this reason very much.

He knew that Yan Qiluo's first time was for him. He was taken aback by the blush on the sheets that night. She seems to be a child who has not been deeply involved in the world.

"Let's get used to it." Wen Muyan's heart felt a little soft.

Yan Qiluo nodded meekly.

"There's going to be a big deal in a few days, and you're going to be there when the time comes, but you don't have to be afraid, just have basic social etiquette. By the way, it's a Korean company, and tomorrow a teacher will come to teach you a few polite words, so don't be pressured. Wen Muyan instructed.

"Yes." Yan Qiluo nodded meekly again.

When Wen Muyan got out of class the next day, he saw Yan Qiluo learning Korean from the teacher seriously. It's just that the pronunciation has been less than standard.

Seeing Wen Muyan come back, Yan Qiluo was a little embarrassed.

"That's all for today, I'll teach you tomorrow." When the Korean teacher saw Wen Muyan coming back, he got acquainted with each other and left the class.

As soon as Wen Muyan returned, the servants brought the prepared dinner to the table.

Yan Qiluo thought about it and took the initiative to clip a piece of lotus root for Wen Muyan.

Wen Muyan saw that she took the initiative to serve vegetables for herself for the first time, and looked at herself with such a blank look, she knew that she must have something to say. However, her starry eyes are still full of Wen Muyan's sense of pride.

Wen Muyan cleared his throat, thinking that he was really naΓ―ve, what kind of pride was this: "Say, is there something to ask me." ”

Yan Qiluo looked like he was seen through: "I'm still so scared, can I not go?" What if I make a fool of myself? ”

That's what happened. "No, the other party is also a husband and wife, and I heard that their company attaches great importance to family, so I asked me to bring you." Wen Muyan was categorical.