The conservatory in the garden of Qiao's Mansion and the flower beds are particularly elegantly arranged. In the middle of winter, when everything is dying, lavender, roses and lilies bloom here, and the conservatory is scented with flowing water.

An Xiaoxi and Qiao Wenhan sat at opposite ends of the log table, and the atmosphere was ambiguous.

"You arranged yesterday's bandits, save your life!"

An Xiaoxi got straight to the point with a ridiculous tone, the servant with the birthmark, the timing of Qiao Wenhan's appearance made An Xiaoxi feel angry and ridiculous, Qiao Wenhan would write and direct such a childish drama by himself.

Qiao Wenhan stood up with a smile on his face, picked a yellow rose, and gently placed it in An Xiaoxi's ear, enjoying the pleasure of the hunter disposing of the prey.

"Good eyes, good brains"

"I won't hide it from you, the restaurant that gave you the bonus was also arranged by me, is it a surprise?"

What the?! An Xiaoxi's eyes widened, and the fear of being played with wantonly hit her, she felt scared, Qiao Wenhan had penetrated into her life pervasively.

Becoming Qiao Wenhan's prey may have been destined from the first time he came into contact with this strange thing. If you leave, let go and chase, there are already a lot of women played by this Qiao Gongzi, why did he choose himself?

An Xiaoxi looked down at herself, her rough hands with calluses, her figure was not good enough, and she still had a small belly and was still an airport. In all aspects, it is not the type that this kind of boy will look at.

Is it really because of that plate of fried rice?

An Xiaoxi can't forget the rainy night when he met Qiao Wenhan, and Qiao Wenhan, who was drenched in rain, was like a chicken in soup. Walking barefoot on the road with no shoes on, his clothes covered in mud, and his hair crushed by the rain to a shapeless shape, as if abandoned by the whole world.

Thinking of Qiao Wenhan's eyes when he ate fried rice, he was so kind and melancholy, like a knight who lost his sword, and like a down-and-out prince who was usurped the throne. Even An Xiaoxi, who was at the lowest point in her life, felt pity.

And who is this unreasonable control freak in front of him? and the poor guy on a rainy night, except for sharing a delicate skin, An Xiaoxi can no longer find the slightest resemblance.

"Do you know how charming you look when you're angry?"

Looking at An Xiaoxi's eyes that were red from anger, Qiao Wenhan's interest was even higher. Caressing An Xiaoxi's small and pink earlobe, gently, like tasting a rare treasure.

"I just like the way you can't get used to me and have to obey me"

Qiao Wenhan picked up a lock of hair behind An Xiaoxi's ear with great interest, fixed the yellow rose, and looked at it.

An Xiaoxi understood that if he got angry and quarreled, Qiao Wenhan would definitely do something more radical. Instead of arousing Qiao Wenhan's desire to conquer, it is better to be a boring and vulgar woman and make him give up this game.

She has to be calm, calm, uncooperative, not angry, not showing emotions, like a log. I believe that this strange noble son will soon lose interest in her.

"Contract!"

An Xiaoxi's face was expressionless, and she stretched out her hand to read the contract.

Qiao Wenhan pulled it up and sniffed the back of his hand gently, but did not kiss it. No matter how much gentlemanly politeness there is, it makes An Xiaoxi angry. However, you have to endure it, and the guy who gets angry will be happier.

Qiao Wenhan asked the servant to send the pen and paper to the conservatory, or the one with the birthmark on his right neck, An Xiaoxi couldn't help but get angry when he saw it, but he couldn't let Qiao Wenhan succeed, and swallowed the anger alive.

Qiao Wenhan writes and thinks about it, just like a cat that catches a mouse, it needs to think carefully about how to play the prey to the extreme before eating.

1. An Xiaoxi unconditionally meets all of Qiao Wenhan's requirements

2. Qiao Wenhan gave An Xiaoxi 200,000 yuan of pocket money every month

Contract duration: Qiao Wenhan took the initiative to give up An Xiaoxi

An Xiaoxi said that there was no problem, and her current situation could only be said to be no problem.

Homeless and living on the streets, even if he leaves Qiao's Mansion to live outside, he will fall into the trap set by Qiao Wenhan again. Picking up the pen and paper and thinking about it carefully, An Xiaoxi added a clause at the end of the contract:

3. Qiao Wenhan wants to help An Xiaoxi realize his dream of being a chef

Qiao Wenhan waved his pen and signed his name, and An Xiaoxi also signed this overlord clause happily. The days of being Qiao Wenhan's contract lover began.

Tell the maid to take An Xiaoxi to visit the room, which is the same room she lived in last time. There is sunshine, the fragrance of flowers, precious oil paintings and antiques, and Qiao Wenhan playing all the time.

Open the closet of the cloakroom, and it is full of this year's luxury haute couture, from dresses and dresses to earrings and accessories. The maid who followed told An Xiaoxi that this room was specially prepared for her.

An Xiaoxi asked how many women had lived before, and the maid quickly closed her mouth. There is no need to guess, this room is an inn, containing Qiao Wenhan's strange contract lover to satisfy Qiao Wenhan's weird emotions.

At night, the gorgeous crystal chandelier hangs down, and at both ends of the long dining table, two people sit relatively silent, just bowing their heads to eat.

"This, this, this...... Withdraw" Qiao Wenhan pointed to the table full of delicacies and asked the servant to remove two-thirds of the dishes. King crab from Sapporo, Arctic sweet shrimp from Norway, and fresh matsutake mushrooms just flown in from Yunnan are all first-class ingredients.

An Xiaoxi heard the servant mention that Qiao Wenhan was the emperor's tongue and was particularly picky about food. Even subtle differences such as changes in production areas and increases and decreases in heat can be seen.

Since Young Master Qiao came back from London, the chefs of the Qiao Mansion have changed several times. Every time the meal arrived, everyone from the cook to the servants was terrified.

After signing the contract, An Xiaoxi felt powerless, and she was not in the mood to taste the food. After a few sips of snow fungus bird's nest porridge, I put down the dishes and chopsticks.

Qiao Wenhan raised his eyes and looked at the maid in charge of the cloth next to him.

"Who made Jinhua Yushu chicken and oyster sauce stuffed abalone?"

The maid was coldly reprimanded by Qiao Wenhan, and was so frightened that she hurriedly notified the cook.

"Miss Yu didn't even move her chopsticks"

An Xiaoxi's heart seemed to have 10,000 grass and mud horses running through. She just has no appetite, and it's embarrassing to make such a big fuss.

"And this Dinghu Shangsu?" Qiao Wenhan picked up a piece of white fungus, and the chef hurriedly ran up to explain, saying that the white fungus supplier had changed, and this time it was a new product. Qiao Wenhan's emperor's tongue is really scary.

The chef kept apologizing, but Qiao Wenhan didn't forgive him at all. An Xiaoxi didn't want to continue this vexatious episode, and got up and left the table.

Qiao Wenhan grabbed An Xiaoxi, wrapped it around from behind, and held her hands to pick up the dishes and chopsticks. His lips were almost touching An Xiaoxi's earlobe.

"Eat, don't forget the contract"

A gentle kiss fell on An Xiaoxi's cheek, but An Xiaoxi's heart couldn't be shocked by a ripple. became Qiao Wenhan's plaything, and also lost all his fascination with Qiao Wenhan.