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

"It seems to be placed on the table in the living room." Lan Xinhui said, in fact, she can't remember clearly, but if she can't remember clearly, it will expose the fact that she had a large-scale activity here last night, saying Putting it on the table is more in line with what I said before as a guest.

Han Ni searched in the living room, opened the drawers and checked them one by one.

Lan Xinhui watched her rummaging through boxes and cabinets like her master, and felt uncomfortable again.

I couldn't find it in the living room, so Han Ni went to the kitchen to look for it, but still couldn't find it.

"Maybe Brother Zichen took it upstairs?" Han Ni said, "I'll go up and ask him."

"Well, help me look for it in the downstairs room!" Lan Xinhui said, "I'll go up and ask him." She didn't know why she suddenly got hotheaded and wanted to go upstairs by herself.

Han Ni didn't seem to expect her to say this suddenly, but she quickly nodded and agreed: "Okay, then I'll look downstairs."

Lan Xinhui couldn't care less, stood up and went upstairs directly.

She first took a look in the open living room upstairs, and knocked on the bedroom door when she didn't find her mobile phone.

Wang Zichen's voice came from inside: "Come in".

I don't know who it is, but he let people in so simply?Did he think Han Ni was knocking on the door?

Lan Xinhui didn't push the door directly to go in, but first reported her name and intention outside: "I'm Lan Xinhui, my phone is missing, did you bring it upstairs?"

"Come in and talk!" Wang Zichen said.

Lan Xinhui opened the door and went in, and saw Wang Zichen brushing his hair in front of the dressing table, his upper body was naked, but casual trousers were properly worn on his body.

At this moment, he looked refreshed, without any weakness from last night.

Lan Xinhui looked away and stopped looking at him. Her eyes swept across this room where many intimate memories were left. She felt a little short of breath for no reason. She didn't need to deliberately recall, the previous memories were like the tide surging...

She restrained herself hard and asked, "I forgot to take my mobile phone home last night. Did you see my mobile phone?"

"I saw that you forgot to take it away last night. I'll help you charge it." Wang Zichen said, he stopped wiping his hair, and pointed to the dressing table beside him: "It's fully charged."

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui walked over, the closer she got to him, the more intense the scent of shampoo she could smell.

It was a brand that she helped him choose during the honeymoon. Although it was made in China, the fragrance was very pure and long-lasting.

I don't know why she smelled it now and felt that the smell seemed a little too strong, which made her heart beat a little faster. She reached out to pick up her mobile phone and held it tightly in her hand.

"Xinhui," he called her, his voice a little low.

"Huh?" She agreed as if reflexively, but then, she cleared her throat and said, "You better not call me that."

"I don't mind if you call me Zichen, or, Chen." Wang Zichen said.

Lan Xinhui could hear his tone, it seemed a little ambiguous, she suddenly remembered that she planned to explain her behavior of taking care of him last night, so she said: "Don't get me wrong, I came to help last night, but there is no special meaning... I mean, that doesn't mean I have any special feelings for you, I just..."

Wang Zichen nodded, didn't say anything, but asked: "Today I want to go to the Yuanyangchi Hot Spring Villa in the western suburbs to investigate, do you want to go together?"

Yuanyangchi Hot Spring Villa?Lan Xinhui was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was the first time she and Wang Zichen had intimate contact.Now hearing him mention this name, she inexplicably felt that it sounded very ambiguous.