The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

"I also have an important meeting." Wang Zichen said.

"Then hurry up and go back to work!" Lan Xinhui persuaded, and when she heard him say that marriage first and then love, her previous depression dissipated.Although she yearns for going out to play secretly during working hours, she is not that kind of willful person.

"When you were studying, did you ever try to skip class and go on a date?" Wang Zichen asked.

"No." Lan Xinhui shook her head, she has never skipped class, never had a date, let alone skipped class to go on a date, she is a good student.

"I haven't tried it either." Wang Zichen smiled at Lan Xinhui, she saw that there seemed to be some naughtiness in his smile.

Lan Xinhui saw that he kept calling with that mischievous smile: "An Ji, you cancel my schedule for today, if you can't cancel it, call Deputy General Agent Ou." After finishing speaking, An Ji, who was not shocked, When Ji recovered, he was the first to disconnect the phone.

Lan Xinhui's eyes widened in surprise: "Hey, you, don't you..."

Wang Zichen gave her a big, somewhat mischievous smile, stretched out his hand and dialed another phone number, and after connecting, he said, "Millie, please cancel all of your boss Lan's schedule today. If you can't, let the deputy General agent, thank you!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lan Xinhui was speechless at this moment, and just stared at him.

He smiled: "Okay, it's your turn next, you come to arrange the time... If you can't think of any activities to arrange, then we will go home," his voice was slightly lowered: " Spend all your time in bed."

Lan Xinhui blushed: Skip work and go home to go to bed?No way? !

"How? Can't figure it out?" Wang Zichen said with a smile; "Then go home?"

"No," Lan Xinhui said hastily, "Well... I'm hungry." Actually, she wasn't really hungry. She couldn't think of any activity arrangements at the moment, so she first said that she was hungry to prevaricate.

Wang Zichen glanced at the time on the instrument: "Isn't it a little early for lunch at this time? Maybe there is no lunch in the restaurant..."

"Then make it for me yourself." Lan Xinhui said immediately, first arrange the lunch activities, and then slowly arrange in the afternoon.

"I do?" Wang Zichen was stunned for a moment, but suddenly realized again, and agreed with a good mood: "Okay, just tell me what you want to eat."

Next, the two went to the supermarket to buy vegetables together.During this time period, all the groceries are bought by aunts and uncles. The two of them are wearing formal attire, crowded among a group of aunts to buy vegetables. The picture is a bit abrupt, but it is very pleasing to the eye.

Although such an event is not a romantic date, Lan Xinhui is very satisfied and happy.She thinks that this kind of life is more like the smell of fireworks in the world.

Seeing Wang Zichen carefully picking fresh vegetables, watching him carefully look at the production date on the food packaging bag... Seeing his down-to-earth side, the smile on Lan Xinhui's face became bigger and bigger, and she felt a surge of excitement in her heart. There are gentle and warm waves moving, the feeling of wanting to smile all the time, should it be the feeling of happiness and sweetness?

Back home, Wang Zichen walked into the kitchen with big bags and small bags. Lan Xinhui helped him take off the briefcase on his back. He lowered his head to steal a scent from her face, then leaned into her ear and said, "I I like your arrangement."

"Do you like to cook?" Lan Xinhui deliberately misinterpreted.

He blew in her ear: "No, I like the time spent at home after eating..."

Lan Xinhui was slightly trembling by him: "I didn't arrange to stay at home after lunch."

But thinking about it, it seems that staying at home seems good. The past two days have not been in a good mood, and she didn't sleep well at night. She has been feeling quite tired today. It seems good to take a nap at home.