Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

A full set of western food dinner is placed on the white rectangular dining table. Under the hot dishes, there is an alcohol stove for continuous heating, reflecting the deliberately dim ceiling lights of the restaurant and the red wine in two goblets.

The flames and lights dance lightly, making it both warm and wild, as if something is about to come out of people's hearts.

Zhuang Yunliu, who walked out of the porch, was surprised to see this completely different scene, and in the next second, these scenes were added with a blurry filter and became the background.

Because his eyes moved to Yan Lan who was sitting at the dining table.

Yan Lan usually wears home clothes at home, and his hair can be combed casually, but today, his hair has been specially taken care of, and he is wearing a formal white shirt and black trousers. The retro style is very similar to that day in the studio look.

I don't know if he just liked this style, or he had already discovered something keenly at that time.

Most of the time, Yan Lan gives people the impression that she is a very clean student, but as long as she dresses up a bit, she will immediately become a noble prince.

For example, at this moment, the lines of his side face and neck are clearly defined in the light and shadow, the fresh air of perfume is exuded from his body, and the texture of the exposed skin clearly indicates that he has just taken a bath. Suddenly, Zhuang Yunliu has another The throbbing in the studio that day.

But unlike that day, it was not a public place, and he no longer doubted Yan Lan.

Now they are husband and wife, they are in their own home, there are only two people in the huge villa, no matter what happens, it is reasonable.

The moment Zhuang Yunliu's thoughts turned, Yan Lan stood up and smiled as usual.

"came back?"

Zhuang Yunliu threw the car keys into the key basket casually, and when he turned around to hang up his suit jacket, he thought that Yan Lan's waist was indeed very thin, maybe he could fully hug it with two hands, and his legs were indeed very long, just like in the comics. As painted.

He couldn't help looking at it for a while out of the corner of his eye.

"Eat first or take a bath first?" Yan Lan asked the stinky hooligan.

"Let's eat first, you've been waiting for so long." The stinky hooligan rolled up his shirt sleeves with cuffs and went straight to wash his hands.

Not long after, the two sat down facing each other. Zhuang Yunliu inspected the table full of feasts and asked, "Auntie made them all?"

Yan Lan shook her head, "Auntie introduced a chef who specializes in French cuisine, and he invited me to the house today, and I will help him."

"Thank you." Zhuang Yunliu paused, and laughed at himself, "Why do I know nothing about the family? It's like staying in a hotel."

"Boss Zhuang is busy with his career, so it's normal to not take care of it, and thanks to Boss Zhuang, otherwise the family wouldn't be like this." Yan Lan raised her red wine glass, "Thanks for your hard work."

Having received the compliment, Zhuang Yunliu felt very comfortable, clinked glasses of wine with Yan Lan, and said, "You've been very docile lately."

"As long as you like it." Yan Lan said abruptly.

For a while, Zhuang Yunliu was a little confused, not knowing how to answer, so he took a sip of wine to cover up.

Then Yan Lan said again: "Happy holidays."

Zhuang Yunliu turned his throat and almost coughed up.

"Happy...Happy holiday." He put down his wine glass and pretended to look at the food, thinking to himself that he must have bought the right condom.

The two started eating, and the atmosphere was as polite and friendly as usual, but it was a little different.

Yan Lan slowly sliced ​​the steak, and glanced at Zhuang Yunliu from time to time.

"Does the dish not suit your taste? You eat very restrained."

Zhuang Yunliu put a small piece of steak on his dinner plate, "The food is very good, but I'm not too hungry."

"An extra meal in the afternoon?"

Zhuang Yunliu said "um" casually, and did not say any more, so Yan Lan stopped asking.

However, like people who drink water and know how warm it is, only Zhuang Yunliu knows that he didn't have extra meals at all, he is very hungry now!I'm starving!

He really wanted to eat these together with the decorative vegetables, but no, that would be too inelegant, how could Tangtangzhuang be inelegant?

What's more, it's still in front of such a person in such a situation at such a time, not to mention that there is a high probability that something will happen in the near future, so you must maintain the most perfect body and state!

Be hungry when you are hungry.

After all, there will be greater delicacy later.

……

After the meal, the two cleaned up the table together, put the cups, plates and bowls into the dishwasher, Zhuang Yunliu went to take a shower, Yan Lan glanced at his figure, thinking that he usually only takes a shower before going to bed, but today it was so early, he I should understand.

"Huh? Why did the coffee table move?" Zhuang Yunliu's voice came from the living room.

"Change your mood! Do you like it?" Yan Lan shouted from the kitchen.

Zhuang Yunliu, who was walking to the bathroom, twirled his tongue around his mouth and said "Not bad, very good", wondering if this was another hint?

The place where the coffee table used to be is now empty, with a large cashmere carpet and cushions, which makes one want to roll on it.

There was a soft sound of water on the second floor. Yan Lan opened the wine cabinet and took a bottle of each type. The utensils were also a goblet, an open cup, and a small wine cup. She washed a plate of fruits and freshly baked tira Put the misu together on a large tray and carry them all on the carpet.

Reaching into his trouser pocket, he touched the things he had prepared, feeling a little nervous.

Over there, Zhuang Yunliu took a quick shower, his bare feet were dripping with undried water, and he came down wearing a V-neck silk nightgown, looking at Yan Lan sitting on the carpet and everything around him in disbelief.

Yan Lan smiled and stretched out her hand, "I agreed to teach me how to drink tonight."

"That's too much." Zhuang Yunliu also walked onto the carpet, the wool texture touched the soles of his feet, and he felt a soft itch, "You will get drunk if you drink it all, and it will taint the smell."

Yan Lan raised a small porcelain plate on the large tray as a gesture.

Zhuang Yunliu laughed when he saw it, came to sit down beside Yan Lan, and said, "You did your homework."

Yan Lan nodded, "Eat rice popcorn to eliminate the taste, and eat chocolate chips to deepen the taste, so that it won't be skewered. As for getting drunk, you don't need to go out anyway, just get drunk when you are drunk."

Looking at Yan Lan, Zhuang Yunliu felt that he hadn't drunk yet, but his tone and demeanor seemed to be drunk.

In the living room, only the ambient light was turned on, and the curtains were all drawn. It was a bit dark and more quiet.

Zhuang Yunliu's gaze suddenly couldn't move away, and that gaze seemed to still have a substance, pulling him forward bit by bit.

Yan Lan picked up the tiramisu and handed it to Zhuang Yunliu.

Zhuang Yunliu was taken aback for a moment, and took it honestly in his hand, but he still tried to be brave and said, "Isn't there no medicine for regret? I thought I would never be able to eat cakes in my life."

"But today I'm in a good mood."

Zhuang Yunliu took a bite, glanced at Yanlan, who looked casual but was actually a general, and asked, "Why are you in a good mood?"

Yan Lan didn't answer immediately, but lowered her eyes and blinked once and for all.

The long black eyelashes fluttered constantly, casting tiny shadows.

After a while, he made a move and said softly, "I don't know why."

Zhuang Yunliu's eyes added a bit of playfulness, then he skipped over this, put down the cake and said heartily: "Come, let me teach you how to drink."

In fact, Zhuang Yunliu is very serious. All the wines at home are collected by him or given by others. He is familiar with each bottle. When talking about the brand, place of origin, age, value, production process, drinking method, etc., he is unequivocal.

Yan Lan was also very serious, listening and tasting at the same time, but it is true that he has zero alcohol capacity, and it is not good after drinking for a while.

Dizzy, hot face, straight tongue, he quickly put the glass of red wine on the outside of his body where Zhuang Yunliu couldn't see, while he was still awake, he quietly took out something from his trouser pocket and threw it into it——

The instructions say it is soluble.

He shook the high foot of the wine glass gently, drank it nervously, and waited quietly for the effect.

……

10 minute later.

He leaned against the sofa and slumped on the carpet, his sluggish eyelids fluttered one after another, his body was weak, his vision was blurred, and his heart was restless.

Zhuang Yunliu's voice seemed to come from far away——

"Yanlan? If not, stop drinking and go to bed."

Yan Lan's eyes were completely dazzled, even though Zhuang Yunliu was close at hand, he still seemed to be separated by a thick layer of veil.

The figure swayed, he really wanted to get rid of the discomfort in his body, he had to do something.

There was only so much he could do.

So in the next second, Zhuang Yunliu, who was checking Yanlan's status, was suddenly wrapped around his neck, and his drunken and sweet lips approached him in a random way...

But for Yan Lan, he felt as if he was hugging a rock, but soon, in about ten seconds, the boulder moved and hugged him tightly in turn, suffocating his chest instantly.

He couldn't help closing his eyes.

……

"I ask you, do you know what you're doing?"

The magnetic voice was close to the earlobe, like the whisper of a devil, Yan Lan listened to her strong heartbeat, and her eyes were dark.

He nodded, and let out an "um" with difficulty from deep in his throat.

The strength of holding him suddenly became stronger, and the devil asked again: "This is not a spur of the moment after drinking, you have prepared it long ago, right?"

Yan Lan was lying on her back, her hair covered with fine beads of sweat, "Mmm... yes, I set you up."

"Really?" The devil's tone was full of danger.

Yan Lan seemed to be hypnotized, and said vaguely: "... Really, really."

"Okay." After repeated confirmation, the devil was satisfied and said with a smile, "Then I will jump in."

……

Yan Lan's hand slid over the silk nightgown, across the broad back, and through the black slightly wet hair.

"...What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not in such a hurry."

There was a smile in Zhuang Yunliu's words, and there was gentle satisfaction in the smile.

"Okay, okay, I got it, kid Yanlan, you really opened my eyes, wait."

Zhuang Yunliu got rid of the entanglement, got up and went to the entrance, took out the box from the inner pocket of the suit, unpacked it impatiently as he walked back, and then stopped.

On the cashmere carpet, the beauties, wine, food and utensils are all his.

He finally lost his last sanity and went completely insane.

……

Valentine's night is long and short.

Several wine bottles on the carpet were poured, and a wine glass was also poured. The wine flowed out and slowly penetrated into the fine cashmere.

Yan Lan also lost consciousness long ago.

……

In the end, Zhuang Yunliu, who was full of ambition, started to clean the battlefield, and suddenly realized that something was wrong in his hands. He looked down, and his soothing and joyful mood was like a suddenly broken string, and his whole body was instantly covered in white sweat.

The author has something to say:

Please take a day off on Wednesday, and enter V on Thursday to give everyone a bigger one! (bow~

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Jiang Xuan was young and talented, with a handsome body. At the age of 16, he was famous in the capital. He followed the down-and-out noble son Ji Ke, and became his confidant and friend, his strategist and military advisor, and his lover's partner. He accompanied him through life and death, and helped him achieve the king's career To calm down the world.

In front of the emperor's hall, after Jiang Xuan was crowned king, Ji Ke turned his head and turned his face. It turned out that everything in the past was false, and what Ji Ke saw was just his silhouette with a voice that resembled the person he fell in love with at first sight.

Now that the man is lost and found again, Ji Ke welcomes him to warm up the tent in the harem, Jiang Xuan looks back on the past and suddenly realizes it, and the world shakes in anger.

But in the end, it was Ji Ke who stood in front of Jiang Xuan and received a fatal sword.

"...my debt has been paid off."

Ji Ke fell into a pool of blood, and stretched out his fingers to caress Jiang Xuan's startled face before closing his eyes.

Think beautifully.

A few months later, Ji Ke, who narrowly escaped death, chased Jiang Xuan around.

"Queen! Look at me!"

"No time."

"Queen! Do you still have feelings for me?"

"No."

"Queen! I heard that we have a prince!"

"fake."

Once the love is broken, Jiang Xuan's sea is wide and the sky is bright.

Ji Ke: Hey, it really is too beautiful to think about, but fortunately he still has advantages——

Both indomitable and do not care about the face.

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