The down-and-out sentinels are raised, and the strong couple is on the list

It's rare for two people to have such long alone time together.

Yan heard that Qi Youyan looked at Yu Yan and put him into the tea garden space.

"Let's talk about it first. I've already put away the box of books."

"Oh, if I don't read a book, I'll go see the fish."

Yu Yan put him in with hesitation.

The tea garden has a natural environment that is better than that of the interstellar, and the clean and pollution-free air, coupled with the fragrance of tea permeating the air, for Yan Wenqi, it is the smell of Yuyan.

Every time he comes in, he feels physically and mentally comfortable.

Even the mind is exceptionally clear.

"Honey, there is no more fish food."

Yu Yan put down the optical head, took out a new bag from the depths of the cabinet and handed it to Yan Wenqi.

He walked back to the table by the window and continued to look through the design drawings of the imaginary headquarters.

In the outdoor leisure area, privacy seems to be a bit lacking.

Write it down and let the third brother rework it later.

Outside the window, Yan Wenqi skillfully picked up a handful and threw it into the small pond. Several koi fish came around to grab food.

After feeding the fish, he dug out the bird food and placed it next to the bird's nest on the branch of the tree.

"Huh? There seems to be something wrong with this pigeon. Why doesn't it eat?"

When Yu Yan heard this, she asked without raising her head: "Is there anything abnormal in the feces?"

Yan Wenqi pinched his nose and leaned over to take a look, "It's shapeless, and it seems to be a little bloody."

"It should be coccidiosis. There is coccidiosis liquid in the cabinet next to the bird food."

"Oh"

Two people, one moving and the other silent.

Yu Yan concentrated on recording his revision opinions;

Yan Wen heard that Qi Ze was busy taking care of the small animals in the space, picking the ripe fruits behind the house, cutting a few flowers, and replacing the withered ones in the vase...

Occasionally, Yan Wenqi would ask where something is and where it should be placed;

And Yu Yan, who focuses on his work, can always give answers without thinking.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet and warm.

It wasn't until Yan Wenqi finished all the things he should be busy with that he washed his hands and sat next to Yu Yan, holding her in his arms.

"Why not build Xihuan's headquarters on E12?"

Obviously she also has plans to open E12 in the future.

“Sihuan targets high-net-worth customers, and almost all of them are concentrated in Capital Star.

A paradise within easy reach can meet their daily and whim leisure needs, or it can just be a place where they can have a cup of afternoon tea.

Such a place is obviously within half an hour's distance, which is most suitable.

E12 stars are more suitable for long-term leisure vacations and cannot meet this scenario.

Moreover, Xihuan currently has no direct connection with labels such as Huaxia, Yanyan, and E12.

For a short time, I wanted to preserve its mystery. "

This is also the brand positioning of Xihuan.

An ancient, elegant and mysterious culture.

"How about Han Bing? If she can't help you share the burden, I can find a more professional and reliable manager."

My studies are already heavy enough, and I have to worry about a lot of work during my rare free time.

Yanwen Qi really felt sorry for Yu Yan.

It's a pity that he can only deal with business matters and cannot share more with her.

"Han Bing has already done a good job, and she is also a business major, isn't she?"

"right"

“So I believe she can do it, but it always takes a little time.

But she is very smart and learns quickly. Now, apart from reading the operating financial report every month and asking about new products every quarter, I don’t worry about much else anymore. Don’t worry about me. "

Yanwen Qi rested his chin on Yu Yan's shoulder and said in a muffled voice:

"It would be great if I could help you. How about I also study for a management degree? Or sign up for a CEO class?"

"I think you might as well sign up for a class and just learn how to get close to an elegant rich woman."

"I'm already close to you."

"So why do you think you can't help me? It's a matter of professional expertise. Besides, you actually help me a lot in these matters. Just say that because of you, I have a stable rear."

Yu Yan said, picking up the hot milk that Yan Wen Qi had just brought over on the table, and raised it to signal.

Yan Wenqi looked at the milk glass, touched his chin, and suddenly sighed:

"So, my role is not actually the boss who takes care of everything, but I am the little white flower who stands behind the boss and stabilizes his rear?

But the little white flower always pays silently, hoping that the boss will look back and see her;

But the boss always regards others as white moonlight and loves little white flower without knowing it. "

"Pfft!"

Yu Yan took a sip of milk and spat out half of it.

She awkwardly pulled out a few paper towels to wipe them, and yelled at Yan Wenqi who was wiping the table:

"For the last time, don't touch that box of books again!"

If she is guilty, she could be tried in federal court;

Instead of letting Yan Wenqi talk about her dark history.

Are those ancient sadistic stories she loved to read in junior high school something that she can tell in public?

Shame!

-

The spacecraft sailed into the depths of the wormhole, and the network was temporarily lost.

Yu Yan woke up to the occasional sound of turning a book.

Hearing the sound, her dazed consciousness gradually came to her senses and she stretched.

Attempted.

He slammed himself into a solid chest.

"Good morning."

The softness on the lips that leaves you instantly.

Yu Yan's eyes were half-open, still doing the boot buffering before getting up.

Hearing sound conditioned reflex response:

"install"

After saying that, he fell down again.

"Well"

Yan Wenqi snorted when he was hit.

He held up Yu Yan's head with one hand and rubbed his belly with the other.

"My wife has finally mastered the Iron Tou Kung Fu?"

Yu Yan was conscious, but her eyelids were still struggling.

With his eyes closed, one hand touched Yan Wenqi's abdomen.

He reached in along the hem of his pajamas, massaged it gently, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you on purpose. Does it hurt?"

no answer.

Yu Yan stopped rubbing and raised his head to look at Yanwen Qi's face. He finally completed the boot buffering, and his limbs and consciousness woke up together.

Just then, Yan Wenqi was seen looking sideways out of the window, leaving half of his side face illuminated by the morning light, and one... red ear?

The ears...are red?

Yu Yan used strength on her hands to support herself up.

As soon as I applied force, I felt a different touch under my hand.

Delicate and warm, it is like jasper, but different from the temperature of jade, with just the right warmth to stir people's hearts;

Underneath the firm and soft skin are muscles with some hardness.

Yu Yan moved his hand faster than his head and moved his fingertips.

The body under his hand immediately tightened and flinched, and he was tickled to avoid it.

She found it interesting and tried it a few more times.

He couldn't move until his hand was grabbed, and he was also chained up in his arms.

"Stop playing, I can't stand it."