The acquisition of Huaxuan Hotel must be directly related to his father's heart attack, which is the only answer that Fan Xiaotian can squeeze out in his panic.

Fan Xiaotian sat on the chair of the large class, and it took a whole hour to calm down.

She put the document, which was the one that Zhang Meijun came to remind after work, back to its original position, and opened the penultimate copy from the new one.

Meaningfully looked at the two documents, took a deep breath, got up, walked to the single sofa not far from the desk, lowered his waist, picked up his coat and bag, looked back at the documents in the office, and then walked to the door.

Half an hour later

Villa Fan Yaxuan

A wave of scare, a wave of surprises!

The moment Fan Xiaotian returned home and opened the door and entered the living room, he was almost moved to tears by the surprise in front of him.

She looked at the documents in the company for a day, and she was already dizzy, and finally she was frightened by a special document.

So the lights in front of me, the candles, the red roses in the center of the table, and the steaks served in white porcelain at both ends of the table, and the red wine on the side.

Seeing all this, Fan Xiaotian's cold heart, which was about to be shattered, began to slowly heat up at this moment!

"Xiao Tian." Yan Xin, who had just come out of the kitchen with a knife and fork in his hand, saw Fan Xiaotian standing at the dining table in a daze.

"I'll come back tomorrow night for a drink." Fan Xiaotian remembered what Yan Xin said last night when Yan Xin called her.

"Why are you stunned, sit down quickly!"

"Oh"

Fan Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pulled out a chair, put the bag on the chair, took out another chair after turning his hand, moved his steps to the front of the chair, paused for two seconds, stroked his skirt with his hand down the ass, and then sat on the chair gently and elegantly.

After Fan Xiaotian sat down, Yan Xin walked up to her, set up the knife and fork in his hand in a neat and orderly manner, turned around and walked to the other end of the dining table, pulled out the chair and sat down.

The movements are skillful and in place, as if they are at home.

Fan Xiaotian didn't dare to glance at him, his little face was flushed, his hands were hidden under the dining table, and his head was slightly lowered, as if this was Yan Xin's home, and she was here to be a guest.

Seeing this, Yan Xinqian clenched his fist to his lips and snickered for a few seconds.

Ahem, ahem

"You're not hungry, I'm hungry!"

There's a bit of sweetness in the tone!

"Poof" whispered

Fan Xiaotian finally left the bottom of the table with both hands, picked up the knife and fork and began to cut the cow and shoot it.

"Here, cheers!"

bang

The sound of the two wine glasses clinking together is so crisp and melodious at this moment, it is heartwarming.

Ten minutes later

"Come... Come... Come... Cheers..."

"Haha, drink, coming... In the future..."

"Well, I'm not afraid of you, well, I found ......"

Fan Xiaotian held the left hand of the wine glass, kept shaking in the air, pouted his pink mouth, and his half-squinted eyes floated towards Yan Xin.

Xiaotian seems to be drunk?

Yan Xin looked at the person sitting opposite him who had only drunk two small glasses and his face was flushed and he began to talk nonsense.

A well-prepared romantic dinner in ten minutes?

alas

Yan Xin shook his head and sighed lightly.

Put down the knife and fork, get up and walk towards Fan Xiaotian.

Fan Xiaotian raised his head, and together with the hand holding the wine glass held in the air, he shifted direction with Yan Xin's footsteps.

"Hee-hee, Yanxin, drink with me!" Fan Xiaotian directly put the wine glass against Yan Xin's chest, grinned, and looked at Yan Xin stupidly like a child.

It seems to be really drunk.

Yan Xin didn't say anything, approached, reached out and took off Fan Xiaotian's wine glass, passed his hands from behind her to her armpits, immediately tightened, and hugged her upwards with force, so that at the same time, he used one foot to top the chair to the other side.

After helping Fan Xiaotian to stand up, Yan Xin turned her body around and faced her, and then half-squatted to put her shoulders against Fan Xiaotian's abdomen, wrapped her hands around their thighs, got up hard, and walked to the second floor.

During the whole process, Fan Xiaotian kept screaming in his mouth, and his hands were flapping indiscriminately.

It is said that drunk people are as heavy as dead corpses, and sure enough, Yan Xin's height of 1.9 meters and his thick and strong physique carried Fan Xiaotian from the first floor to her room on the second floor, and he was also so tired that he was out of breath.

"Don't go."

When Yan Xin just put Fan Xiaotian on the bed and was about to turn around and leave, his eyes were blurred, and the person with a blushing face came to say this.

Yan Xin slowly sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to put the white and tender little hand into his palm.

The other hand reached out to Fan Xiaotian's forehead and gently stroked the black hair that was hanging on her eyelids.

I don't know if it's really drunk or fake drunk, when Fan Xiaotian was about to withdraw the hand that stroked her hair, she actually raised her hand to grab Yan Xin's wrist and slowly moved down her face.

Yan Xin's body stiffened, as if an electric current flashed gently in the skin of his brain, his chest rose and fell slightly, his eyes were reluctant to blink, and his eyes were imprinted on Fan Xiaotian's bewitching red lips.

It's really tempting.

No

Yan Xin was stunned.

No.

She is not awake at this time.

No!

Thinking of this, Yan Xin withdrew his hand.

but

was pinched more tightly by Fan Xiaotian.

Yan Xin's head was hot, his heart was bulging, he leaned over and lowered his head, his thin lips were imprinted on the bewitching red lips, and his body was pressed up.

Yan Xin couldn't help but stretch out his hands to support Fan Xiaotian's little face, and gently lifted it up, making her closer to herself.

Fan Xiaotian also kept responding with clumsy thin lips....

……