I thought I was still Long Aotian

Shuihua: "You really said it!"

The few flowers that were in full bloom were torn apart with the force of the water birch, and the petals fell and scattered on the dark carpet of the hotel room.

Yuen Long felt that he might have sent the wrong flowers. Men probably prefer cars or watches. Flowers are flashy things that only women like, right?

Yuen Long silently crossed out one of the love strategies that he accidentally saw on the Internet in his mind, "I don't know how those people's brain circuits are long. I made a statement to clarify that I have nothing to do with Sun Jiajing." He Look for trash cans around the room, trying to throw away the flowers.

Shui Hua saw it, and hurriedly snatched the flowers back, dissatisfied, "What are you doing? You want to throw away the things you gave me!"

Yuen Long innocent: "You don't like it?"

Water birch: "Who said I don't like it anymore!"

Yuen Long couldn't keep up with his way of thinking, he looked at the bouquet in his hand, and then at the fallen petals under his feet.

Shuihua also looked over, only to find those broken petals on the ground, and felt distressed immediately, "Oh, why did they all fall off! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, this is the first time I've received flowers from others !” As he spoke, he put the large bouquet of flowers on the bed, came back and squatted down, carefully picked up the scattered petals from the ground, held them under his nose and smelled them, “It would be great if there was a dictionary. These are used as bookmarks in the dictionary, and when I was a child, I made maple leaf bookmarks."

Shui Hua, who was still angry one second, began to recall the past in the next second.Alcohol can easily make people lose their minds, short-circuit their minds, and make them more vulnerable.

When he said this, his eyes were full of loneliness and loneliness.

Seeing his distress, Yuen Long also squatted down and asked softly, "Shuihua, do you love me?"

Shuihua immediately raised her head and confessed, "Love, I love you very much."

The bouquet of rose petals was right next to his lips, making his lips so pink and delicious.

Yuen Long took out the guardianship agreement from his arms and handed it to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I love you too, so I signed this to make you my guardian. If one day I lose the capacity for civil conduct, you Can exercise all powers in my place, whether over the company or over the property."

Shuihua was very happy with Yuen Long's complete trust, but he was a little sensitive about the content of the guardian's power, and frowned, "I'm with you, not for your company and property!"

Male prostitutes, cowherds, drinking companions, AIDS, and homosexuality have always had a bad reputation. From the language that the old man cursed him in anger last time, Yuen Long could guess why Shuihua emphasized these things.

Yuen Long smiled: "I know, this is just a formality. Let's put it this way, if I am sick and hospitalized, you can sign on the family column, or if I am paralyzed on the bed, you become my guardian and you have to take care of me , caring for my physical and mental health. Although the legal guardian is not a legal partner, he has some of the same rights and obligations."

After hearing this, Shui Hua's eyes lit up, and she immediately agreed, "Then I want to sign!" He didn't care about the petals in his hand, and reached out to get the document in Yuen Long's hand.

The scent of flowers still lingers in the fingers that picked up the petals just now...

That face so close at hand, under the soft light, is so handsome and beautiful...

Yuen Long tossed the document casually, grabbed his arm and stood up, turned around and pushed him down on the bed not far away. They kicked the big bouquet of roses beside the bed mercilessly.

Early the next morning, Manager Cao came over to Shui Hua for breakfast, intending to discuss whether to meet the director of the new factory or the raw material supplier in the morning.

He didn't expect that when he pushed open the door, he saw two burly special service personnel guarding the door of Shuihua.

The two Secret Service agents nodded to him.

Manager Cao came back to his senses and stroked his forehead helplessly. It seemed that he could only finish the matter this morning by himself.

Ding Yong, who was far away in the Wetland Park Premium Hotel, woke up early in the morning and couldn't find his new boss, nor could he find four special agents everywhere.

Fortunately, he was smart, and thought of the surveillance in the hotel, he used his computer skills to quickly hack into their central control system and saw the surveillance video of their floor that night.

His unreliable new boss, holding the big bouquet of flowers, led the people away less than 10 minutes after check-in, and never expected to inform him!

Is there such a thing as a boss?

Can't think of others not being able to find him, will he be worried?

Ding Yong, who was so angry that he was about to explode, picked up his mobile phone and sent Yuen Long a series of text messages sternly criticizing him, which probably meant that he was not a good boss and treated the people around him as nothing.

Yuen Long woke up, touched the phone on the bedside table, wanted to check the time, but was dumbfounded by Ding Yong's text messages on the screen.

He turned his head to look at the sleeping water birch next to him, his curly eyelashes fluttered slightly in the sunlight from the window, and his delicate chin was left with a few red marks the size of rice grains due to the passion last night.

Yuen Long couldn't help stretching out his fingers to touch his nose, but Shui Hua turned her head and hid in his arms because of the itching.

Yuen Long smiled, only then did he have time to reply to Ding Yong's text message.

This kid is smart enough, but his personality is a little impulsive and needs to be sharpened.

Yuen Long will be with Shui Hua today, there is no need to let him run over from the Wetland Park, let him continue to pay attention to the gossip on the Internet.

Ding Yong sent a statement from Sun Jiajing's studio, thinking that there is no need to follow up on this matter.

Yuen Long thought for a while, took Shuihua's hand, interlocked his fingers, raised his mobile phone with the other hand, took a photo of their hand, and then sent the picture to his Weibo, with the postscript "My spouse".

Yuen Long also has a lot of fans, as well as the childish ghosts in Sun Jiajing's support group who knocked on their CP. They replied almost in seconds. In less than 1 minute, this Weibo has more than 50 views, more than [-] likes, and more than [-] reposts. Single digits, they are all asking who the owner of the other hand is.

The CP fan replied: "My brother-in-law must be holding Sister Jingjing's hand."

Yuen Long frowned, and gave Ding Yong the order to dismantle his and Sun Jiajing's CP. The feeling of being forcibly tied together was not good, and he wanted those who knocked on their CP to disappear from his Weibo. "You don't have research on information security, so this matter will be left to you."

Ding Yong was reluctant to take on this task.

Yuen Long chuckled: "Go back at night and bring you all ZJ's special snacks."

Only then did Ding Yong suppress his dissatisfaction.

Shui Hua was woken up, and poked her head out of Yuen Long's arms, "Who are you talking to?"

Yuen Long's tone sounded very doting, who is that on the other end of the phone?