The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 485 Little Umbrella Noon Time.

The sun is shining brightly.

The streets are full of tree shadows, vehicles are passing by, and the bustle is bustling.

Zhuang Haoran drove a Mercedes-Benz sports car to the front of the "gucii" store quickly, parked the car, raised his head and looked at this independent three-story building, with gray walls as the main color, and the windows inside reflected the noble light. He stared at the French windows on the second floor and thought for a while, then loosened his seat belt and got out of the car.

Two staff members in the store, wearing silver uniforms, came out, looked at Zhuang Haoran, and respectfully called: "President Zhuang"

"Hmm..." Zhuang Haoran walked into the luxury store, saw several female customers picking out the new spring clothes in Paris, he didn't make a sound, turned around and walked up the spiral staircase.

Standing in front of a dazzling array of costumes, those young ladies looked sideways at Zhuang Haoran who was wearing a dark blue suit and walked up the spiral staircase sideways. With his handsome figure, they couldn't help but whisper: "Young master of that family, so handsome!" ?”

"The outfit on him seems to be tailor-made by Master Carl. There is only one set in the world. It is purely handmade. I only saw it once in a magazine. I am still wondering, is it designed for that son? Who can invite the master?" A daughter said softly again.

"The son of that family?" The older lady who was the leader looked at the staff in the store and asked.

"President Zhuang of Universal Group..." the staff said immediately.

The three gasped and shouted in shock, "Zhuang... Zhuang Haoran?"

"No wonder he can invite Master Carl. His sister is Zhuang Ailin, the number one oriental lady in Paris. No matter where she goes, she is always the guest of the famous masters in Paris Fashion Week. My brother is the most favorite oriental man among all the ladies in England!"

"Why did he come to our store?"

Several people will start to cheer.

Zhuang Haoran walked up to the second floor and looked at the lavender noble hall. There were dazzling Parisian spring dresses everywhere, including women's small suits and professional dresses, but no evening dresses.

"President Zhuang, please wait here for a moment. The third floor is the dress area, and there are three ladies trying on clothes in the private room..." The manager led two staff members, walked up with a smile, looked at Zhuang Haoran, and asked him to sit in the living room On the sofa in the middle, wait a minute.

"Hmm..." Zhuang Haoran walked to the sofa, sat down, raised his wrist, and looked at the time on the watch, it was almost one o'clock.

The staff carefully held a bottle of Kanti 2000 Cabernet Sauvignon and carefully placed it in front of the crystal table.

"No, I'll drive." Zhuang Haoran ordered.

"Yes..." After hearing this, the staff immediately put away the red wine, then walked into the lounge, made another cup of Tieguanyin mixed with jasmine and vegetables, and placed it carefully in front of the crystal table.

Zhuang Haoran sat on the sofa a little nervously, leaning his hand on the edge of the chair, tapping his fingers lightly, thinking what happened to Tang Kexin?

"President Zhuang is here?" Ya Hui walked down the stairs, looked at Zhuang Haoran, and said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Zhuang Haoran stood up with a smile, walked towards Yahui, and said, "There wasn't much to do just now."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yahui looked at him and said with a soft smile.

"It's not hard..." After he finished speaking, he looked at Yahui and asked worriedly, "Where's Kexin? Is she okay? Has her face really recovered?"

Yahui raised her head, looked at Zhuang Haoran's nervous expression, and said with a smile: "She just finished changing her dress and went downstairs, take a look..."

Zhuang Haoran smiled slightly, and suddenly heard soft footsteps, then raised his head and looked towards the spiral staircase.

A girl with lightly bundled hair, a black wig that grows to the back of the waist, and an English-style small oval white hat with a large palm on her forehead. Wearing luminous powder, very sexy and attractive, still pink lips with moist light, smiling slightly, like a crescent moon, she is wearing a white shoulder-fitting dress, walking down slowly, a long semi-circular skirt The back hem is covered with long gypsophila flowers, and as she gradually walks down, the skirt sweeps out the frivolous sound, the white silk that hangs from the shoulders to the arms is crisp, luxurious and solemn, and the [-]cm high heels , stepping up the spiral stairs lightly, a little cautiously...

Zhuang Haoran raised his head, looked at her, and was stunned.

Tang Kexin raised her head, looked at Zhuang Haoran, and smiled softly. Her oval face was tender and blushing, and her red lips were slightly parted.

Zhuang Haoran's eyes, staring at her touching smile, suffocated instantly.

Tang Kexin looked at him, walked down the spiral staircase, and finally took the last step, stepped on the flat surface, but her heart was filled with gratitude and tenderness, she came to Zhuang Haoran, raised her head and looked at him...

Zhuang Haoran remained silent, still staring at Tang Kexin with her short hair tied up, revealing her perfect oval face, soft and beautiful, with tender skin, sharp chin, a little sexy... This is the real beauty of a girl .

"I... am I a little taller today?" Tang Kexin looked at Zhuang Haoran, suddenly smiled sweetly, and said.

Zhuang Haoran's eyes showed a bit of tenderness, he looked at her, smiled, and replied: "Mmm..."

Tang Kexin thought for a while, then looked at Zhuang Haoran, smiled a little coquettishly and said: "Just now, I changed the skirt, but because it was too long, I couldn't hold it, the staff prepared a pair of 160cm for me, Then I asked her, how tall is my [-] cm plus [-] cm? They said, it was almost [-] cm. The tallest one is twelve centimeters...do you see?"

After she finished speaking, she gently scratched her snow-white skirt...

Zhuang Haoran lowered his head and looked at her as she lifted up the snow-white skirt, revealing the crystal crystal shoes, really tall, the white little toes, in the transparent crystal shoes, shining a beautiful flesh color, the little feet are a little pink, and the ankles are high Mention, more attractive, he smiled softly.

Tang Kexin stood in front of Zhuang Haoran, warm as a dream, and said with a sweet smile, "I know I am not tall, so I will buy more high-heeled shoes in the future, standing next to you like this, I don't look too short... "

Zhuang Haoran raised his eyelids lightly, and looked at Tang Kexin's beautiful face. His eyes were full of emotion, and he asked softly and emotionally, "Why do you wear such high heels?"

"Because you long for me to grow up... Although I may not be able to help with my height, there is always a way for me to grow taller slowly, until one day I can proudly stand by your side and match you, In the future, I will give you more love, although I can't help it, like you are a big mountain by my side, then... I'll just make a small umbrella." Tang Kexin looked at him, slightly raised her lips, Said with a playful smile.

Zhuang Haoran looked at her, smiled softly and said, "Little umbrella?"

"Well, little umbrella..." Tang Kexin looked at him and said with a sweet smile.

"What is the little umbrella used for?" Zhuang Haoran looked at her and asked emotionally.

Tang Kexin smiled and said, "I'll cover you from the wind and the rain."

A hint of sweetness flashed across Zhuang Haoran's eyes, looking at her, he couldn't help laughing and said, "So good?"

But Tang Kexin showed a bit of coquettish expression, looked at Zhuang Haoran, and said with a smile: "Of course!"

"How big is the little umbrella?" Zhuang Haoran looked at her and asked gently.

Tang Kexin thought about it lightly, then took a step forward, and approached his chest, stretched out her slender hand, pressed it lightly in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's so big..."

Zhuang Haoran's heart moved, he closed his eyes, and when he felt this girl's warm palm against his eyes, he understood that it was the whole world...

The emotions continue to surge.

His eyes blinked excitedly, he stretched out his hand, gently grasped the small white hand, pulled it off, opened his eyes, and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile, with a sweet smile, he said emotionally: "Make promises indiscriminately!" , is not a fun thing..."

Tang Kexin said with a smile: "I almost killed myself because of two promises, but I still want to make promises... because promises are really a wonderful thing..."

Zhuang Haoran looked at her deeply, didn't make a sound, but smiled a little excitedly, and gently embraced her in his arms, stroking her little face slightly.

The staff member and Yahui raised their heads, seeing their tacit understanding, they all went downstairs in silence.

Zhuang Haoran easily opened her soft body, stretched out his hand, and gently squeezed her chin, his eyes moved gently, and continued to look at her perfect face...

Tang Kexin raised her head and looked at him with a gentle smile.

Finally, Zhuang Haoran gently held her bare shoulders, lower body, and kissed her lightly on the left side of her cheek.

Tang Kexin's eyes flashed a little blankly, but in the end, she was a little moved.

Zhuang Haoran's lips lightly touched the tender skin of her left cheek, and suddenly he couldn't help but gently embrace her slender waist, and gently kiss her left ear...

Tang Kexin's eyes blinked lightly, her body was su-ruang for a moment, she couldn't think in time, her whole body was momentarily caught by his little tenderness, like a stormy wave, she was thrown into a daze for a moment, confused and fascinated.

Zhuang Haoran touched the skin around her lips, suddenly raised his fiery eyes, and looked at her!

Tang Kexin's face was flushed, she finally regained some consciousness, she gently wanted to push him away...

Zhuang Haoran hugged her body domineeringly, then kissed her forehead, then gently kissed her left cheek, the weng fell down bit by bit...

as if...as if...

The afternoon sun is lightly pressing down, and the two overlapping figures are gently lingering together...

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(My hands were trembling just now, and I almost typed to continue updating. I was so scared that my face turned pale. I called the author of my best friend yesterday, and I said tiredly that I finally wrote on Tang Kexin's face and recovered. She said, you have to thank you Myself, I also want to thank your readers. They are too brave and persistent to accompany you to this day. After listening to it, I burst into tears...)