a mistake

After getting off work in the evening, Cheng Jingming called in advance to say that there was a social event, and the driver took Fang Nancuo back to the mansion. As soon as Fang Nancuo entered the door, he saw the teapot on the coffee table.

Auntie Li, the nanny, said: "Mr. Fang, all your things are here. How do you think I need to put them away?"

Fang Nancuo hurriedly shook his head: "Go and do it, I'll do it myself."

Assistant Huang was very careful and capable, and all Fang Nancuo's things were carefully packed and brought over.A change of clothes and books were Fang Nancuo's main belongings. He dragged the suitcase into the cloakroom of the bedroom on the third floor, and only picked out the clothes he often wore and hung them out.

Fang Nan crawled on the bed by mistake and fell asleep after a while.

In a daze, he felt someone touching his back.

"You're back?"

"Hush." ​​Cheng Jingming drank some wine, he pressed his hot face against Fang Nancuo's warm and delicate back, and moved his fingers down the beautiful curve of his back.

After a while, both of them felt it, and the whole room was filled with rising heat.

Fang Nancuo blushed and prepared to lie down habitually, but Cheng Jingming stopped him, grabbed the cushion and put it under Fang Nancuo's waist, and said without doubt: "Look at me, use your eyes to remember what I want to do next. doing."

There was a nanny at home, so Fang Nan felt that he couldn't let go.Especially the next morning, when he looked at the scratched silk sheets and wanted to hide them secretly in shame.Cheng Jingming didn't take it seriously, and even said that he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. Fang Nancuo instantly felt that the blood in his body rushed to his forehead.Fortunately, Cheng Jingming was only teasing Fang Nan.

It takes two subway transfers from Cheng Jingming's house to Comma. Fang Nancuo thought it was nothing, but Cheng Jingming was so angry that Fang Nancuo had to choose between the driver's pick-up and pick-up car.Fang Nancuo had no choice but to admit his cowardice, and finally chose a royal blue Porsche in the early 2 million.Fortunately, he didn't meet his colleagues in the parking lot when he usually went to work.

When Fang Nan went to work that day, as soon as Fang Nan arrived at the parking lot, he happened to meet Zhou Zhixing standing beside his sports car, stretching his neck and looking ahead.

Fang Nan got out of the car by mistake and patted Zhou Zhixing on the shoulder: "Brother Zhou, what are you looking at?"

"Hush," Zhou Zhixing lowered his voice, "Do you see how pretty this girl is?"

Fang Nancuo looked in the direction of Zhou Zhixing's finger, and saw that the woman was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, her waist was her waist, her legs were her legs, her buttocks were her buttocks, as if she had walked out of a TV.

Suddenly, the woman turned her head and walked towards the two of them.

She was wearing big sunglasses. Although she couldn't see her facial features clearly, she had a fair complexion, full and rosy lips, and her gestures were charming. "Is this your car?"

Fang Nan nodded wrongly: "Yes."

The woman glanced at Fang Nancuo, then looked away immediately, and said coldly, "Your license plate is quite special."

After the woman left, Zhou Zhixing suddenly realized: "This woman is so pretty! Ah, I forgot to ask for WeChat just now."

"That's Chang Yuehua." Fang Nan shrugged wrongly, "Why is she here?"

"You might as well wonder why she pays attention to your license plate number." Zhou Zhixing's words were very meaningful.

Everyone in the circle knew that Chang Yuehua was promoted by Cheng Jingming, and was later banned because of the secret filming at Jiayang Hotel.

Fang Nancuo didn't want to think about it any more. Until the end of get off work time, Fang Nancuo still had some materials to finish. He called Cheng Jingming and said that he would work overtime at night and would not go home for dinner.

When the lights come on, the nightlife in Youcheng begins.Fang Nan made a PPT while looking up information, without noticing that there was a person standing behind him.

"You haven't finished yet?" Cheng Jingming stood behind him with arms folded and said suddenly.

"I'm scared to death!" Fang Nancuo turned to look at him and gasped, "Hurry up."

Cheng Jingming picked up an office chair and sat next to Fang Nancuo: "Let me ask Assistant Huang to find you an assistant."

"Huh?" Fang Nan stared at the screen by mistake, and replied casually.

"This way you don't have to work overtime. The work is easy."

"Should I bring an assistant?" Fang Nan turned to look at Cheng Jingming by mistake, "How much is the assistant's salary?"

"Fifteen thousand a month, I don't think you need any senior talents for this job."

"My salary is only [-] a month, so I can't afford it." Fang Nancuo was once again shocked by the CEO's brain circuit.

"I'll pay, so you can go home and cook for me."

"No matter what, it's a loss-making deal!" Fang Nancuo took a deep breath.

"I don't object to you coming out to work. Everyone should do something, and being a full-time husband is a bit insulting. However, I don't want you to work too hard." Cheng Jingming propped his chin with one hand and looked at Fang Nan affectionately wrong.In his mind, this should be the case with his lover.

"It's not hard. Just be quiet for a while, I'm almost done."

Cheng Jingming shook his head, and shut his mouth quietly, but he was disgusted by Fang Nancuo?He looked at Fang Nancuo's slender fingers jumping fast on the keyboard, no matter how he looked at them, he felt as light as a butterfly about to fly, and he liked it a hundred times in his heart.

When Fang Nan got back home after finishing his work, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the nanny prepared a simple supper.

After dinner, Fang Nan mistakenly saw that the nanny had already rested, so he picked up the dishes and cleaned them skillfully, put them in the dishwasher, and then wiped the dining table with a rag.

Cheng Jingming looked at Fang Nancuo's proficiency in doing housework, and couldn't help complaining: "When can I have a meal you cooked?"

"I do not know how to cook."

"You look gentle and homely, why can't you cook? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"I didn't learn it when I was a child." After Fang Nan finished speaking wrongly, he went into the kitchen and stood by the sink to wash the rag.

Cheng Jingming got up and followed Fang Nan into the kitchen. He took the rag from Fang Nan's hand and helped him hang it up.

In the past month when the two lived together, they were generally happy and harmonious.Cheng Jingming thought Fang Nancuo didn't ask him for anything, maybe he bought a villa in Qing'an for his parents.After all, Fang Nancuo gave himself his body and mind.

"Do your parents know about our affairs?"

Fang Nan was taken aback for a moment, then said flatly, "I grew up in my uncle's house."

"Oh," Cheng Jingming never asked about Fang Nancuo's family situation, so he didn't know how to answer the question.

"I've been at my uncle's house since I was very young. My uncle is very kind to me, but I never go into the kitchen." Fang Nancuo said this with a natural expression, probably already used to it.

The meaning of not going into the kitchen couldn't be more obvious. Looking at Fang Nancuo's thin and small body, Cheng Jingming had already constructed a picture of yellow cabbage leaves in his mind.Did he seriously approach Fang Nancuo?He thought that his good housework was due to his love of hard work since he was a child, but he didn't expect that it was the result of him being under the fence since he was a child.Fang Nancuo never went into the kitchen since he was a child, presumably because his uncle's family was afraid that he would steal food and waste it.Thinking of this, Cheng Jingming felt that he really had not fulfilled the obligation of a quality partner.