The love with Mr. Yan is super sweet

"???"

Yan Zhihan looked at Sheng Qiuyu with an unbelievable look, and said with a serious face, "Did you forget that I said that you rolled into my arms by yourself?"

"This kind of thing can never happen! I slept honestly!" Sheng Qiuyu felt that Yan Zhihan must be lying.

"Heh!" Yan Zhihan sneered, and said coldly: "Honestly? You can fall off three or four times a night when you sleep on such a wide sofa, sleep on the bed with your legs on my legs, and even hit me with a fist." On the abdomen, do you call this honesty?"

Sheng Qiuyu: "..."

Yan Zhi continued with a cold face: "As soon as I fell asleep, I would crawl into my arms, hug my waist and never let go. When you were in love with Zhou Zijun, didn't you hug him like this and never let go?"

When he said this, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp eyes fell on Sheng Qiuyu's face, showing a hint of danger.

"...I haven't slept with him before! That scumbag is not worthy of him!" Sheng Qiuyu blushed when she heard Zhou Zijun's name. Don't get me wrong, it was because of anger.

He looked at Yan Zhihan's stern face, and said with a guilty conscience: "I thought you were fooling me last time, did I really hold you and not let go?"

After hearing Sheng Qiuyu's answer, Yan Zhihan felt inexplicably better.

"It's true, you don't know you have this problem?"

"Of course I don't know. I always feel that I don't like to sleep with things in my arms, so I don't even have a doll on the bed, but... I often find that the other pillow is not in place."

Sheng Qiuyu touched his nose, and now he finally found the reason.

Yan Zhihan's face was expressionless, but what he was thinking in his heart was: It seems that he is the first person to share the bed with Sheng Qiuyu.

I don't know why, but just thinking about it makes me feel better.

Sheng Qiuyu looked at Yan Zhihan who was silent, and secretly decided in her heart: I have to buy a long pillow online later, and keep it as a spare.

In this way, when I sleep with Yan Zhihan again next time, I can sleep with my pillow in my arms, so I won't have to hug Yan Zhihan again!

...

After having lunch in the old house, several people left together.

Fanning has to go back to the crew to film tonight, he took a day off, and he has to go back before five o'clock in the afternoon.

So Yu Qingfeng was going to drive him there directly, although Fanning refused in his heart.

But a certain person didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, and suddenly spoke to him in a very serious and gentle tone, which made him unable to stop speaking indifferent words.

Then...he sat in Yu Qingfeng's co-pilot.

No, I have to find a way to get out of the car early, and I must never let the crew see Yu Qingfeng, otherwise how should he explain it?

...

Sheng Qiuyu's and Xiao Zhou's belongings had already been moved to Yan Zhihan's place, so they drove over directly.

Yan Zhihan lives in the most high-end villa area in the city center. From the outside, it looks like other villas, all of which are beautiful European style.

But after entering the villa, Sheng Qiuyu felt a coolness coming towards him.

Because the overall decoration of the house is in cool colors, it looks deserted, just like Yan Zhihan.

This can't help but remind Sheng Qiuyu of the room in the Emperor's Bar, with cool colors, the four-piece bed and sofa are all pure black, which looks extremely weird.

Could it be that the bedrooms here are also like that?If that's the case, it would be quite creepy to sleep alone.

The luggage of the two of them has been put in their respective rooms, and Xiao Zhou temporarily lives in the guest room on the first floor.

Sheng Qiuyu asked Yan Zhihan, "Mr. Yan, where is my room? On the second floor?"

"En." Yan Zhihan responded lightly, and then walked to the second floor, "Come with me."

"Oh!" Sheng Qiuyu patted Xiao Zhou on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Zhou, you should go to your room to tidy up first."

Xiao Zhou nodded, "Okay."

In fact, there is nothing to clean up. Anyway, he will move out from here in two days, and he is only staying here temporarily.

Sheng Qiuyu followed Yan Zhihan up to the second floor, walked into a certain room, and saw her luggage.

"This room is quite big..."

Sure enough, it was exactly as he had imagined, this room was exactly the same as the one in the bar, it could be said that it was copied and pasted.

Such a big room with such a decoration is really a bit intrusive. Although Sheng Qiuyu's courage is not very small, it can't be said to be very big, anyway, he is not as courageous as Fan Ning.

But that big black bed looks quite comfortable, it should be two meters long, so it must be very comfortable to sleep alone.

"You can sleep in this room. There is a separate bathroom. The next room is a study room. Your computer is already installed. My room is diagonally opposite. Don't go wrong when you go to bed at night."

"...Don't worry, I won't go wrong!"

Yan Zhihan didn't speak, and walked out with the corners of his lips curled up.

Sheng Qiuyu made a grimace at his back, then closed the door, and turned around with a complicated expression.

No matter how you look at this room, it looks like a demon lives in it. It looks too weird, and I really want to buy something from the Internet to decorate it.

How about... buy a green plant?

Sheng Qiuyu rubbed his arms, took a breath, and hurriedly packed his things.

Yan Zhihan went to the company in the afternoon, there was a meeting to be held, only Sheng Qiuyu and Xiao Zhou were left in the villa.

Because Yan Zhihan likes to live alone, there is no living aunt here. There are usually sweeping robots for cleaning, and hourly workers are hired once a week for general cleaning.

After dinner time, Sheng Qiuyu opened the refrigerator and took a look, only to find that there was nothing in it except some fruits and drinks.

"It seems that Yan Zhihan doesn't usually cook anymore."

"Brother Yu, what shall we have for dinner?" Xiaozhou asked while rubbing his stomach, "Do you want me to go to the supermarket to buy some vegetables?"

Sheng Qiuyu thought for a while and said, "Let me call Yan Zhihan. After all, it's his refrigerator. What if he doesn't agree to let my food go in?"

At this time, Yan Zhihan was in a meeting, and after turning the phone to silent, he put it directly on the table.

When the screen came on, he frowned and glanced at it, then slid to answer after hesitating for a moment.

"what's up?"

The others were startled. This was the first time Mr. Yan answered the phone during a meeting. Before, he refused without hesitation.

Who is this calling?Could it be the wife of the chairman?

"Shopping for vegetables? Can you still cook? Fine, it's up to you. Okay, I'm still in a meeting, so hang up."

A few short sentences revealed a lot of information, and the others glanced at each other with deep doubts in their hearts.

This conversation doesn't feel like a call from the chairman's wife, nor does it seem like a nanny. If it was a nanny, he wouldn't ask the phrase 'do you know how to cook'.

Could it be the wife of the president?

It seems that the chairman's wife has been forcing Mr. Yan to go on a blind date some time ago, and even rushed into the company, which caused some female employees to start to move around, and for this reason, many sparrows who wanted to become phoenixes were fired.

But in the past few days, there seems to be no news that Mr. Yan is going on a blind date. Could it be that he has already found a blind date?

Sharp-eyed people have discovered that there is an extra gold ring on Yan Zhihan's left ring finger. We all know that the ring finger is where the wedding ring is.

Could it be that... their president is already married? !

This was really explosive news, but due to Yan Zhihan's usual majesty, no one dared to ask about it.

Since the president didn't announce the news, it means that they want to hide the marriage temporarily, and they still gossip in private.

The meeting ends an hour later, the time is 5, and the end of get off work is 5:30.

At this time, Sheng Qiuyu was either cooking or eating after cooking. It took about 15 minutes to drive from work to home.

Fortunately, there is time.

So Yan Zhihan left the company early after explaining to Lin Moqing.

The directors and managers who attended the meeting before felt that their president must be in a hurry to go home and eat the meal cooked by his wife.

I don't know who is this mysterious president's wife, who can make the always flamboyant president's wife so low-key.

How curious! ! !

...

"Ah!"

Sheng Qiuyu, who was cooking, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and continued to fry onions. His eyes were red from the smoke, and he shed a lot of tears. He looked watery and cute.

Fortunately, the frying was almost done, so he hurriedly carried the dishes to the dining table, the kitchen was now full of onion smell, very choking.

Fortunately, Yan Zhihan was not around, otherwise he would definitely not be able to stand the smell.

Sheng Qiuyu is a northerner who loves noodles, so the staple food tonight is soft white flour steamed buns.

"Brother Yu, your cooking is getting better and better!" Xiao Zhou smelled the aroma of the rice, his face full of intoxication.

Sheng Qiuyu couldn't help but smiled, "Look at your stupidity, eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Okay! I'm using my chopsticks~" Xiao Zhou began to enjoy the delicious meal with steamed buns in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand.

When the two were halfway through eating, they suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

"?" Xiaozhou blinked, "Did I hear it wrong? It seems to be the sound of unlocking the door."

"You heard me right, someone is opening the door!" Sheng Qiuyu suddenly showed a vigilant expression on his face.

Xiaozhou's eyes widened: "Is Mr. Yan back? Or is there a thief?"

"The law and order in Dijing Huating is very good, no thief dares to visit." A familiar indifferent voice came from the entrance.

"I'll go!" Sheng Qiuyu subconsciously said, "Isn't that the voice of Yan Zhihan?"

"That guy?" After Yan Zhihan put on his slippers, he walked out of the entrance frowning, and looked at Sheng Qiuyu indifferently, "Is that what you called me behind your back?"

"...I was wrong." Sheng Qiuyu was quick to admit his mistake, "Didn't Mr. Yan get off work at 5:30? Why did you come back at this time?"

"If I don't come back at this time, I will miss a good dinner."

After Yan Zhihan put his suit jacket on the sofa, he walked directly to the dining table, sat down diagonally opposite Xiaozhou, and unceremoniously picked up the chopsticks in front of him and began to pick up vegetables.

"Mr. Yan, those are the chopsticks I used before." Sheng Qiuyu's voice became weaker and weaker.

Because Yan Zhihan had already picked up the sliced ​​meat and put it in his mouth.