A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Zhou Ciyan's room was completely different from what Cheng Jianwei had imagined.

She thought that the husband who had been sent from heaven was of noble character, as noble and gentle as a modest gentleman, and the room must be decorated in a noble and elegant way, maybe with a retro decoration that was different from her generation gap.

Unexpectedly, in Zhou Ciyan's room, the curtains were very light blue, the carpet was fluffy and gentle milky white, and the sofa was actually a white leather cloud sofa.

There are several square candy-colored pillows of different shapes and sizes on the sofa. There are also several cartoon puppy pillows on the bed. Even the small cabinet next to the bed is in the shape of a light brown wooden stake, with several cartoon figures placed on it.

She also saw the peripherals of a healing comic from her studio.

Cheng Jianwei: I got excited and saw the little princess’s room.

She almost forgot that Zhou Ciyan would put red panda car aromatherapy in his car, eat chocolate every day, and secretly bake sweet potatoes on his own in the middle of the night.

Moreover, he is his fan.

He has even watched the movie "Big Bear" in which he played a little bear.

This is called a real little princess.

Cheng Jianwei inexplicably liked this style. If he had a little princess sister, he would definitely make her room look like this and give her everything he didn't have when he was a child.

As for Zhou Ciyan, it was also because he didn't have these things when he was a child.

Cheng Jianwei took out the USB flash drive from his pocket and placed it on Zhou Ciyan's small wooden table.

Several sheets were scattered on the table, and papers that looked like drafts came into view.

She didn't want to look at it at first, but as a professional painter, Cheng Jianwei was extremely sensitive to the pictures that appeared on the paper, and she immediately spotted the small heart drawn on it.

There is also a line written.

[Grateful heart, thank you for having me. ?]

Isn't this the WeChat post she posted on Moments?

But, what about this font...

"slight?"

Before she had time to think about it, there were footsteps behind her.

Cheng Jian turned his head slightly, his pupils trembling.

little princess...

Ah no, Zhou Ciyan was walking out of the bathroom in the room.

His upper body was uncovered, and his black hair was still damp. The water droplets at the end of his hair slid down along the corner of his forehead, across the high bridge of his nose, and across his sexy collarbone.

It slides over the honey-white chest, the chiseled abdominal muscles, and finally sinks into the waist.

Cheng Jianwei stared at his chest muscles for a while.

so big.

Ahem, she meant... about Zhou Ciyan's belly button.

What kind of little princess is this? She is obviously her heavenly husband!

Cheng Jian calmed down slightly and quickly looked away from the rude eyes she placed on his chest. She looked down and shifted her eyes to his waist.

Zhou Ciyan has abdominal muscles. They are not the kind of bulging muscles, nor are they a few squares that can be built by just exercising and eating protein powder. They are thin muscles with smooth and beautiful lines and a sense of strength.

There was a bath towel casually wrapped around his thin waist. It was a little loose, making people feel the urge to pull it off when they saw it.

This bath towel is very good, snow-white. She mainly likes Zhou Ciyan's bath towel. Next time, she will ask what brand it is...

"me--"

Cheng Jianwei quickly calmed down, simply threw the USB flash drive into his hand, and said calmly: "I'm here to return your USB flash drive. I just knocked on the door for a long time but there was no sound. I thought you came in with a cold and fever."

"Oh, I was just taking a shower. Sorry, I didn't hear the knock on the door."

Zhou Ciyan curled up the corners of his lips and finally plucked up the courage to say the words of the boss that he had learned for a long time: "Cheng Jianwei, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Cheng Jian took a deep breath: "Man, satisfied???"

She came back to her senses instantly, her pupils shook, and she stepped forward and touched Zhou Ciyan's forehead.

"You don't have a fever, how can you imitate Feng Mian's speech?"

Zhou Ciyan felt a little aggrieved.

Weiwei doesn’t like the rubbish netizens and the boss’s quotes at all.

He coughed, returned to normal, and said seriously: "Weiwei, I'm talking about the contents of the USB flash drive, what are you talking about?"

Cheng Jianwei's face slowly turned red: "I'm also talking about the USB flash drive. I'm very satisfied with the contents of the USB flash drive!"

"is it?"

She was about to take her hand back when Zhou Ciyan caught her wrist.

The hot male breath is approaching, mixed with the light and mellow taste of chocolate, and the rising humidity of the mist, which is extremely aggressive.

Why does Zhou Ciyan smell of chocolate after just taking a shower?

Is his shower gel also made of chocolate?

Cheng Jianwei was about to break away when he looked up and saw the sexy and smooth muscle lines, white and steamy chest muscles, collarbone... so close at hand!

She even felt that if she were just one centimeter closer, she could kiss his warm neck.

For a moment, Cheng Jianwei lost control and swallowed.

Who can control this?

Why does Zhou Ciyan have such a good figure? ! These abdominal muscles look... really touchable.

Looks good, I want the same style.

Moreover, Zhou Ciyan also wore a holy and handsome jade face, like a god who could not eat the fireworks of the world. But at this moment, he was naked, with water vapor billowing from his body, and he was extremely bewitched.

Too foul.

"Looking at Miss Cheng's blushing face, I thought it was you who caught the cold."

Instead, Zhou Ciyan raised his hand and measured the temperature of her forehead with the back of his hand, before letting her go leisurely.

He opened his dark jade-like eyes, which seemed innocent and clear.

Cheng Jianwei felt his cheeks were hot.

However, this time she suspected that the little princess was lying to herself.

"Since you're okay, I...I'm leaving. There is toast and fresh peach juice that I baked on the dining table. Mr. Zhou can eat it if he likes it. I'm going to visit Professor Sun today and won't be back for lunch. There should be a meeting in the afternoon. It's delivered by courier. If Mr. Zhou is at home, please sign for it for me. If not, it doesn't matter, I will have the courier placed at the security station outside."

Cheng Jian calmed down slightly and regained his composure, but his speaking speed involuntarily increased.

Jili Guala said a lot, and she felt the temperature on her face finally dropped.

Well, as long as she speaks fast enough, she can forget what just happened.

but……

But how could I forget it?

A very beautiful man who had just come out of the bath, who was alive and beautiful, was still very close at hand while listening to her talk!

Cheng Jianwei had brainwashed herself several times. It was just an agreement to get married. It was just an agreement to get married. Zhou Ciyan didn't do it on purpose...

She did a good job of psychological construction.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the doll pillow on the sofa and then looked around his room. Cheng Jianweifeng's eyes narrowed and he said with a smile: "The puppy pillow is very cute, very suitable for a little princess like Mr. Zhou."

After saying that, she maintained her superficial composure and quickly fled the scene of the crime.

"Little princess?" Zhou Ciyan watched her leave, not quite accepting this title.

He followed the direction of her gaze, picked up a red-brown doll pillow on the sofa, held it in his arms, and looked left and right.

No matter how you look at it, this is a little fox, right?

He kissed the little fox's fluffy red ears happily.

Forget it, the little princess is just a little princess, whatever his wife says is fine, as long as he has a wife.

After leaving the villa, Cheng Jianwei went to the garage and drove a new car to Weiran Building. She arrived in less than ten minutes after a twenty-minute drive.

There was nothing he could do. As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhou Ciyan's chest and abdominal muscles were dangling in front of his eyes.

Cheng Jian took a deep breath, sat in the car, and slowly returned to consciousness.

She remembered what happened when she saw Zhou Ciyan's chest, the elegant and elegant calligraphy on the paper...

Cheng Jianwei will neither see it wrong nor remember it wrong.

That was obviously the font of "Ayan" who tutored her in her homework back then!