The seven years between me and Zha Gong

On the day Fang Qiyan was discharged from the hospital, it was snowing in Beicheng, and Xiao'an was still a few days away. In the ward, Fang Qiyan put his arms around Lan Weiyu from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Weiyu, Xiao'an, I want to eat you. …”

Lan Weiyu blushed, helped him fold his clothes, and said, "It's broad daylight, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why are you blushing? I mean, I want to eat your specialty, where are you thinking, baby?" Fang Qiyan bit his ear with a smirk.

Lan Weiyu's face turned even redder, Fang Qiyan kissed his earlobe, and said in a charming voice: "Of course, you, I also want to eat."

"Dirty." Lan Weiyu hit him with an elbow, then lowered his head and concentrated on putting Fang Qiyan's clothes into the suitcase. Fang Qiyan watched him sort the clothes carefully, counting the daily necessities with his slender fingers , the lowered eyelids, and the cute little tip of the nose, Fang Qiyan wanted to kiss him, and said to himself that this baby is really a stunner. In his life, Fang Qiyan, he could no longer tolerate others in his heart.

After packing his luggage, Fang Qiyan carried the suitcase and walked out of Beicheng Hospital with Lan Weiyu in his arms. Secretary Li stood beside the extended car, smiling professionally and gracefully: "Boss Fang, congratulations on being discharged from the hospital."

Fang Qiyan handed the suitcase to Secretary Li, then got into the car with Lan Weiyu in his arms.

Secretary Li was driving the car, and Fang Qiyan was hanging on Lan Weiyu like a koala, mumbling: "Weiyu, I want to eat fruit." Lan Weiyu was reporting work to Manager Feng on his mobile phone, and said impatiently : "Isn't there a refrigerator in the car? Take it yourself." Fang Qiyan didn't want to, frowned and said: "But my hand

Pain, Weiyu..."

This guy... Lan Weiyu gritted his teeth, opened the refrigerator, took out a cherries, and stuffed them into Fang Qiyan's mouth. Fang Qiyan ate with satisfaction, looking at his hand.

On the plane, manager Feng sent a text message, saying: "Actually, you don't need to worry about Zhansheng's trivial matters. You are a shareholder, and I will transfer the car, house and Honglue to your name tomorrow. You are a little rich man. Why use it?" Gotta make money."

"No need!!" Lan Weiyu said hurriedly, "What do I want your car, house and company for?!"

"Well... I want to give you everything, and then you give yourself to me, that's all." Fang Qiyan gently pinched Lan Weiyu's chin, kissed his lips,

Lan Weiyu's face turned red, her eyelashes trembled slightly, an indescribable feeling of sweet happiness spread across his chest, this kiss had the fragrance of cherries.

Secretary Li accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror, and immediately clicked his tongue. Boss Fang chased Mr. Lan back. It seems that he will inevitably eat the dog food of these two people in the future. Alas, it seems that I have to ask for leave , go and have a good relationship, otherwise a single Wang will be hurt so much.

Outside the car window, the first snow in Beicheng fell in a rustle, falling on the ground, light and quiet.

On New Year's Eve, the weather in Beicheng is getting colder, but the villas in the suburbs are very lively. Lu Jing and Fang Qiyan are standing in the courtyard, watching the snow falling from the tree branches and talking about business affairs. Yan Huan looked as handsome as two statues, Cheng Tianqing ran to the courtyard, he sipped some cocktails, already slightly drunk, he leaned over, scooped up a ball of snow, and threw it forcefully onto the back of Lu Jing On the road, Lu Jing turned his head, there was snow on the tip of his hair, but his eyes were very gentle.