The Paranoid President's Little Wife

Chapter 930 Are All His Photos
Hearing Mi Xiner's words, Gu Sihan was stunned for a few seconds, and when he understood the meaning of her words, a smile slowly spread from the corner of his mouth, then slightly bent his body, and hugged her up.

Like a young man who is just in love, he hugged his beloved in ecstasy and circled around several times.

Baby you really said yes, right? "

After Mi Xiner hugged his neck in shock, she buried her face in his chest in embarrassment, "Stop making trouble, is someone watching?"

"Just look at it, what's wrong with me hugging my princess?" Gu Sihan not only said, but also lowered his head and kissed Mi Xiner's face.

Beside, Ying Yiyan didn't react to all this, but Zi Miaoyan was different.

Obviously she wasn't going through it, but seeing that Xiner was finally happy, she was also moved and couldn't help the corners of her eyes getting wet.

But when she thought of the rigorous attitude, she couldn't help feeling sad, she quietly walked out of the hall by herself without disturbing Xin'er and Gu Sihan, or saying hello to Ying Yiyan.

The two immersed in happiness naturally didn't notice her, but after Zi Miaoyan went out, Ying Yiyan immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Jing...

Outside, after not seeing Ying Yiyan for a long time, the guests did not dare to have any complaints or unhappiness.But it was inevitable to be a little embarrassed to stay like this all the time, so they slowly dispersed.

When Zi Miaoyan came out, there were nearly half of the customers outside.

In order to reduce the sense of existence, she almost walked towards the place where she lived temporarily with her head down.

Thinking that maybe she would pack her luggage and return home tomorrow, she felt uncomfortable for a while.

As soon as she returned to the room, Zi Miaoyan smelled a strange fragrance, which smelled good but not so strong, and it smelled very comfortable.

Could it be that the servant changed something to freshen the air?

dosed yet?Zi Miaoyan didn't think much about it, she went back to the room and threw herself on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, she suddenly turned over again, took out her mobile phone, and clicked on the photo album.

There are many photos in it, and almost all of them are taken by one person, Ying Yiyan.

Most of him in the photos have the same expression. When he is alone, he is serious, and when he meets people and things, he has an amiable smile. He behaves politely, but he keeps a very polite distance from the opposite sex.

At first glance, it is the type that girls are very close to and like.

The only difference is that all these photos were secretly taken by Zi Miaoyan.

She can even tell when each photo was taken and what he was doing.

Every time she is bored, she takes out her mobile phone to look at it, but such time is not much!
Zi Miaoyan couldn't help the soreness in her heart at the thought of being separated soon, she directly turned off her mobile phone and threw it beside the bed.

She closed her eyes, then turned over, took a nightgown and went into the bathroom.

Just as she entered, a black figure jumped in from the window first, and then hid himself behind the thick floor-to-ceiling curtains.

In the bathroom, warm water poured down from the top of Zi Miaoyan's head. It was a very comforting thing, but it made her feel inexplicably restless.

She felt hot all over her body and had a dry mouth.

The water temperature was lowered irritably, but this feeling did not ease in the slightest.

She needs a glass of ice water to quench her thirst.

After washing in a hurry, she put on her nightgown without even drying the water droplets on her body. Impatiently, she took a dry towel and wiped her hair carelessly, before throwing it aside a few times.

As usual, she found the hair dryer and turned on the cool wind to try to dry her hair, but she couldn't seem to concentrate.

I always think back to the scene when Yan Jing dried her hair that night, but the more I thought about it, the hotter she became, and her throat was so dry that she kept swallowing.

(End of this chapter)