My Wife is a Beautiful CEO Chapter 473: [Help digestion]
Chapter 473 [Help digestion]
In the presidential suite on the top floor of Zhong Hai Blue Cloud Hotel, the gentle light shines on the mellow Mediterranean wool rug, and the complicated and enchanting patterns are like fresh flowers.
The scent of women is permeated in the air, and the sweet fragrance of green tea is mixed, which makes people feel refreshed.
Christine wearing silver-gray silk pajamas is covered with blond hair, like the world's most perfect Grandmaster sculpture, each curve outline highlights charming charm.
Sitting on a soft leather chair, the Christine holds a fine porcelain cup with a blue and white flower pattern in his hand, and tastes the Longjing green tea delivered by a person, enjoying the tranquility of the night life.
It's not because there is only Christine in the room, so it seems so peaceful, but the other woman sitting beside Christine is silent, like a gentle lily standing like a lily.
Lin Ruoxi was sitting on a cloth-floor guest chair, holding a citron in his hand, but he didn't drink half a mouthful, and seemed to be sitting with some thought.
After two people sat quietly for a long time, Christine seemed to be unable to bear it. It touched the corner of his mouth and asked, "What should I call you? President Lin? Brother or sister? Or just call you Ruoxi?"
Lin Ruoxi froze, half opened his mouth, and asked, "You know him well, yes??"
"It can be said that we have known each other for the last four or five years, but because he is only in his twenties, he hasn't lived long, so it should be considered long", Christine takes care of himself.
Lin Ruoxi Listening to it, it feels a bit twisted. What does it mean to be "he is only in his twenties" and "hasn't lived long", does this woman in front of her think she is the old Grandmother? Christine's age should also be in his twenties, could it be that it isn't?
But Lin Ruoxi didn't pay much attention to this, but continued to say, "I've never seen him, you are the first friend to appear as his acquaintance."
Christine heard this, and couldn't help but ask with a little surprise: "Did he not take you to him to see his best friend? That group of people should be very anxious to see you, you are the wife of his choice."
"That group of people?" Lin Ruoxi tentatively asked, "What kind of people are they?"
Christine chuckle laughed, "I know, you are here today to understand what kind of man your Dear husband is, or in other words, to know his past yes??"
Lin Ruoxi face Pico flushed, she does have this meaning. In the past, there was no way. She didn't want to ask Yang Chen directly, which would make her feel embarrassed. Now, finally, an Yang Chen acquaintance came to Zhong Hai, although this person is a little special But Lin Ruoxi couldn't help curiosity and came to Christine to inquire.
Christine laughed even more joyfully, "You are so shy and blushed, oh my god, that boring guy has found such an interesting wife. No wonder he will choose you as his partner. You are more interesting than the previous 17 More! "
Lin Ruoxi was embarrassed, and suddenly heard a special name, raised the head, and asked in doubt: "17? Who is 17?"
Chistine didn't laugh anymore, but opened his mouth in surprise and asked, "Don't you know who is 17?"
"Should I know? Who is he? Is it important?" Lin Ruoxi couldn't help asking.
Christine frowned, exquisite pretty face showed a bit of fun, "tsk tsk, did he even mention 17 to you, the first time I saw you, I thought he chose yours The reason is because you have the shadow of 17, your appearance, your temperament, and especially your eyes, as if it is another 17. Of course, you are much more beautiful than 17, but I do n’t think it ’s too important to him. Yes.
Unexpectedly, he didn't even mention 17 to you. Since he doesn't mention it, I won't say it, otherwise he will say that I have a big mouth. "
Lin Ruoxi was silent for a while, looking at Christine quietly, saying: "Tell me, I want to know who 17 is, you have no reason to hide me, because you already said it. I think, You're not the kind of person who likes to hide things, you'll feel bad, right? "
Christine staggered slightly, followed closely, revealing a helpless smile "Kacha".
With a crisp sound, the door was closed gently.
A slim delicate hand stroked the switch on the wall, and the light in the hall of the old-style bungalows instantly turned on.
Under the light yellow light, Mo Qianni dropped the charming and proud black and bright high heels shoes, then breathed a sigh of relief, pouted, and rubbed some sore feet with hands.
The jade foot wrapped in black lace tights looks extremely slippery. Mo Qianni leans against the wall with one hand, leaning against her body, her posture is not very elegant, but fortunately, she does not matter.
When I get home from work every day, Mo Qianni feels that oneself should be hateful to work, hateful is the right thing, and even many times I have decided that I must be home early tomorrow and have a good dinner, but this idea is second The sky disappeared.
Now living with Qiangwei, Mo Qianni is more and more aware that oneself simply has a "masochistic" tendency. Compared with oneself, the leisurely rhythm of Qiangwei, simply is difference between heaven and earth.
Of course, people have mixed up with guns and bullets in the rain. Although own works hard, anyway, don't risk your life.
Mo Qianni rubbed the soles of his feet, took off the hairpin on his head, and let the black soft and long hair diverge, putting the purse on the wooden cabinet aside. Then, Mo Qianni raised the head, looked at the wall clock at home, it was ten thirty at night.
I don't know if Qiangwei went to sleep, Mo Qianni sighed slightly, even if there is a "roommate", in fact, it is not like living alone.
When I came to the kitchen on the first floor of the house, Mo Qianni opened the freezer and took out a lot of quick-frozen foods. She planned to cook some dumplings and so on. She didn't have much energy to make another dinner.
I'm about to take apart a pack of quick-frozen dumplings, but Mo Qianni suddenly heard a familiar voice from the back, suddenly saying "I don't eat well, what quick-frozen food to eat?" Some blame in the tone, but more It's pity.
Mo Qianni turned around suddenly and turned back, and sure enough, I saw that the bad man I hadn't seen for a few days was standing in three steps away from oneself!
Yang Chen wears cotton pajamas, as if at home in oneself, lazily leaning against the door frame, looking at Mo Qianni with a smile.
"Why are you here?" Mo Qianni asked involuntarily, if it were not too familiar, she suspected that someone had robbed her.
Yang Chen stepped forward, stretched out two hands, squeezed on the soft face of Mo Qianni, "Little Qianqian, don't you think this time should be directly in your man's arms, and then say a few words," I think You ',' You scared me, 'and so on, how can you ask why I'm here so coldly? "
Mo Qianni glared at him, patted Yang Chen chest with a smile, "I'm not so numb, isn't it just to scare me, you can come as you want, I don't bother to ask you."
In fact, Mo Qianni thinks carefully. With the ability of Yang Chen, it seems that there are countless ways to enter the house.
"Everyone says marriage is the grave of love. I'm not married to you either. Why does it feel like my mood is gone for a while?" Yang Chen pretends to be distressed and authentic.
Mo Qianni said, "I haven't seen people at both ends for three days. I can't see each other for more than a week. Do you still expect to see you as an emperor so much?"
Listening to the soreness that can make people's teeth sour, Yang Chen hastily played back the drums, and laughed and comforted: "I have something to do, aren't you busy? Don't you know, the recent Star of Yu Lei thing can be done. I'm dizzy. How can I have such a strong working ability of Little Qianqian? After a little more work, I'm exhausted. "
Mo Qianni lightly snorted, laughed: "Nothing? I want to hear you praise me".
Yang Chen is straightforward, saying: "I won't say anything false, so go ahead, I will give my beloved Little Qianqian a full supper for supper".
"Supper?" Mo Qianni looked around, said unpleasantly: "There is nothing else but frozen food you look down on. Do you want to cook? I will starve to death."
Yang Chen shook his finger and smiled: "Of course I'm not so stupid, Baby, you obediently are waiting here, I'll come and go."
After speaking, Yang Chen blinked, went to the hall to open the door, rushed out, leaving Mo Qianni standing in the kitchen and staring.
After a while, Mo Qianni came back to his feet, stomped, and applauded: "What a supper, it will disappear as soon as you smoke!"
Looking at the lobby door being opened again, Mo Qianni had no choice but to walk over to try to close it. However, just after entering the door, the figure of Yang Chen appeared again in front of her.
Only this time, Yang Chen suddenly had two more plates in his hand.
"Hehe, how about this? This is a spicy chicken and sizzling beef made from Wang Ma dinner. You also know the habits of Wang Ma. It must be more than we can eat. This dish is basically not eaten. Here you come, you can eat as soon as your microwave oven is warm. "Yang Chen proudly said.
Looking at the two dishes with spicy dishes in front of me, Mo Qianni swallowed his throat and asked in amazement: "Did you just go home to take vegetables?"
There are only ten seconds in the middle. The man ran back and forth between the two, and brought two dish! ? You know, you have to cross a few dozen meters in the middle, and you have to climb over the wall to get in and out of the room!
Yang Chen nodded, walked into the room, put the two dish on the table, and said, "You go first, I'll get you some rice, and soon."
Stop, Yang Chen ran back again.
Mo Qianni's eyes went out with Yang Chen and looked back at the dishes on the table. simply was dreaming.
A kind of complicated and unspeakable warmth is filled with delicious food in the blink of an eye. Maybe this kind of romance can only be brought to oneself by this unusual man.
In a short while, Yang Chen brought a big bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables. I wanted to go and get some more, but Mo Qianni stopped him. This kind of silently moving food, actually think about it, Still weird.
After the food is heated in the microwave, the Mo Qianni eats supper at the table, which is not like supper, while Yang Chen sits opposite the other with interest, as if watching a woman eating has great fun.
Except for the swaying sound of the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall, there was no interest. Although Mo Qianni was hungry, it did n’t make much noise. Instead, she was stared at Yang Chen for dinner. At the same time, she felt a little sweet and made her feel. Itchy.
Nearly twenty minutes later, under the request of Yang Chen, Mo Qianni ate two bowls of rice, rare burped, and made a big red face.
Yang Chen sent the food back again with "attentive service." As for whether Wang Ma will be scared when the food is destroyed tomorrow morning, it is not his concern.
Mo Qianni saw Yang Chen take away all the food. I thought he would never come back again. He was preparing to close the door, but didn't want to. Yang Chen turned back to oneself.
"Why are you back again?" Mo Qianni asked with a grunt.
Yang Chen asked with a grin: "obediently, are you full?"
Mo Qianni put aside his lips, "Can you not be full? I'm stuck by you."
"Since you're full, you should be full of energy." The smile on the corner of Yang Chen's mouth became more obvious, "Why do you exercise to help digestion?"