"Don't scream, screaming is what you want."

Song Zhiyuan immediately struggled, but before the words fell, Zhou Qichuan's big palm had already buckled the back of her head, and at the same time, her head was pressed down, blocking her red lips.

"Hmm-" Song Zhiyuan tilted his head to avoid his kiss, "What kind of smell do you have?" ”

It's weird, it's not disinfectant, it's not the smell of perfume on a woman's body.

Didn't he accompany Su Wanguan to watch his feet?

Zhou Qichuan was stunned for a moment, raised his arm to smell himself, lifted his lips and smiled, "I dislike your man so much?" Hmmm—"

Song Zhiyuan put his hands on his chest, desperately widened the distance between the two people, almost rolled his eyes at him, and replied, "You didn't just say this to Su Wanguan, did you?" ”

"Tsk!" Zhou Qichuan hugged the person and smacked his tongue, thought about it and let the person go, "Okay, since you are so disgusted, then I will wash it first." ”

As soon as the words fell, he walked in the direction of the master bedroom with his long legs.

Song Zhiyuan was "abandoned" by the door, and suddenly he didn't know what he should do next.

Undoubtedly, she was looking forward to Zhou Qichuan's reply to her, and she wanted Zhou Qichuan to keep her position in Zhou's family.

So, shouldn't she take the initiative to please him?

With that in mind, she also hurried to the bedroom.

Coming to the bathroom door in the bedroom, she hesitated again for a moment, then raised her hand to push the door.

In the bathroom, the running water was "rattling", and under the unkempt head of the shower, the man was standing there, already wet from head to foot.

Through a layer of clear glass, Song Zhiyuan clearly saw that the flowing water slid all the way down from the top of the man's hair along his sturdy lines like a knife and an axe.

The scene in front of him, even though the two had already met in Akagi, still made Song Zhiyuan can't help but mess up his heartbeat and breathing.

"Why, I want to wash together."

Just when she was distracted, Zhou Qichuan suddenly pushed open the door of the shower room, hooked his lips and looked at her, with a bright smile in his eyes, wave and bad.

"No, take something." Hurriedly, Song Zhiyuan turned his head away and pretended to be calm and went to the washstand to get something.

"Huh-"

Zhou Qichuan looked at the person and smiled lowly, and when Song Zhiyuan walked to the washstand and was about to take something, the man had already pasted it from behind, and the slightly cool lip flap instantly fell on the back of his neck.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't help it, and trembled.

"Since you're in, why don't you wash it together, and I'll help you-"

As he spoke, Zhou Qichuan's long fingers had already pinched Song Zhiyuan's chin, turned her head to himself, and kissed her......

……

The next morning, when Song Zhiyuan opened her eyes and woke up, the first thing that caught her eye was the man's handsome and merry face.

Zhou Qichuan propped his head sideways, hooked a strand of Song Zhiyuan's hair with his other hand, and wrapped it around his fingertips unhurriedly, looking at her with a pair of dark pupils, clearly smiling playfully and happily.

Song Zhiyuan's eyes collided into his black eyes, he couldn't help but breathe, and the crazy picture of the two of them last night unconsciously appeared in his mind.

It was the first time she had cooperated with him so much, and the results were beyond her imagination.

In some ways, they really get along.

"Am I not going to have to go to the office today?" Forced to be calm, she asked.

Zhou Qichuan stared at her, squinted his eyes and hissed lazily, "It turns out that you were so enthusiastic last night, you want me to help you deal with the old man." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked at him and did not deny it.

It's just that she doesn't know that at this moment, her little white face has long been dyed with a good-looking color, which is very attractive.

"Kiss me, kiss me and I'll tell you the answer." With a smile, Zhou Qichuan poked his cheek, looking unstingy.

Song Zhiyuan frowned and hesitated, then turned his head directly and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Unexpectedly, before she could sit up, the man's long arms wrapped around her and fished her back.

"Didn't you please last night? Hmm-" Zhou Qichuan pressed the person, and his hands were imprisoned on both sides of Song Zhiyuan, "For the sake of me serving so hard last night, I refused to kiss it?" ”

Song Zhiyuan squinted at him, "You are not the only one who has contributed to your strength." ”

"Huh!" In an instant, Zhou Qichuan was happy, "Yes, then I'll kiss you." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Song Zhiyuan's face "let's chirp", and his movements were so fast that Song Zhiyuan couldn't stop it.

Since this is the case, Song Zhiyuan also broke the jar, "Do I want to go to work today, vice president?" ”

"Whatever you want, if you don't want to go, you won't go." Zhou Qichuan turned over and got out of bed, still in the same lazy tone, "Just you, I raised it." ”

The man's figure is really good, and every line is carved out, which can be called exquisite.

Song Zhiyuan took a light breath, watched him try to stay calm, pulled the quilt and sat up, "Are you sure it's a question of whether I want to or not?" ”

Zhou Qichuan originally took the bath towel, but when he heard the words, he threw it away directly, turned around, and pressed towards Song Zhiyuan with his hands on the bed, "Didn't you read the email yesterday?" ”

Under Song Zhiyuan's gaze, the man's body quickly became erect.

Song Zhiyuan took a breath, and finally couldn't help but look away, forcibly controlling a "pounding" and "pounding" heart and asking, "What?" ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, freed up a hand to pinch her chin, and forced her to look at herself again, "The email from the old man yesterday, your personnel department is now under my control, whether at home or in the company, you are my person, I have the final say." ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

"Are you sure?" She asked again.

"Hmm." Zhou Qichuan finally nodded solemnly, "Go to your class with peace of mind, I'll take care of the rest." ”

……

"Ding-dong-" "Ding-dong-"

When Song Zhiyuan was washing, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She brushed her teeth for a moment, guessing who would ring her doorbell early in the morning.

"It's Zhang Mu."

Hearing the low and mellow voice accompanied by the rushing water behind him, Song Zhiyuan turned his head to look at a man who was taking a shower in the shower, and asked indifferently, "What is he doing here?" ”

Zhang Mu is Zhou Qichuan's special assistant and has been by Zhou Qichuan's side for five or six years.

"The buttons of my shirt were torn by you last night, what do you say he is doing!" Through a glass door, Zhou Qichuan stared at the woman outside, squinted and said.

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

Pulling off the face towel and wiping the toothpaste foam from the corner of her mouth, she went to open the door.

"Ma'am, morning." When Zhang Mu saw the person who opened the door, he immediately smiled, and handed the suitcase and a large paper bag he was carrying into the door, "Boss's luggage and breakfast." ”

Zhang Mu is the only one among Zhou Qichuan's subordinates who knows that Song Zhiyuan is Zhou Qichuan's wife, and his attitude towards Song Zhiyuan has always been very respectful.

Song Zhiyuan took it.

"If my wife wants nothing else, I'll go first."

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Mu smiled and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Song Zhiyuan.

......