wife is black

Yesterday evening, after reading the email that Secretary Cao sent to him, Cheng Yihua lost control of his emotions for a while, and directly smashed the coffee next to his elbow to the ground.

Looking up again, a pair of dark brown eyes have turned scarlet.

Secretary Zhao on the side was stunned. It was the first time he saw the president lose his temper. He was stunned for a while before he bent down to pick up the debris on the ground.

Cheng Yihua stabilized his emotions for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold it back. A line of hot tears rolled down from the end of his eyes without a sound.

As soon as Zhao Qianqian turned around, the new coffee cup in her hand suddenly slipped out of her hands, her dark eyes stared like copper bells, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand on conditioned reflex.

The president, she... actually cried!

He didn't sleep well all night, tossing and turning until the middle of the night before falling into a light sleep state. The first thing he did after waking up was to send a WeChat message to the president's wife.

This is what Zhao Qianqian decided after a night of ideological struggle.

[Madam President, good morning. 】

In the spacious and luxurious bedroom, the floor-to-ceiling windows are wide open, and from time to time, a breeze blows through the heavy curtains, blowing a corner of the messy white sheets.

Guan Ruan was leaning against the bedside to wake up, when suddenly a short WeChat notification sounded from the mobile phone placed on the bedside table.

Guan Ruan has always been used to going to bed early and getting up early, and his work and rest have always been very regular.But ever since he got together with Cheng Yihua, his schedule has been disrupted.Even after the two had further intimate contact, Guan Ruan became used to going to bed late.

Although she slept late, Cheng Yihua would get up at eight o'clock every day, and Guan Ruan, who had always been a light sleeper, woke up accordingly.

Slowly opened a pair of half-squinted narrow phoenix eyes, leaned over to pick up the phone.Looking down at the phone screen, it turned out to be a message from Secretary Zhao.

[Good morning, Secretary Zhao, what's the matter? 】

【One thing, I think it is necessary for me to tell you that the president was in a bad mood yesterday. 】

【thanks. 】

[The president's wife is polite. 】

After working as a secretary for so many years, Zhao Qianqian knows what to say and what not to say.Things like this kind of whistleblower need to be handled with care.

Leaning back on the head of the bed again, Guan Ruan frowned and guessed nine out of ten what Secretary Zhao was referring to.While in a daze, Cheng Yihua had already changed and came out of the cloakroom.

"Xiao Ruan, what are you thinking?" Cheng Yihua walked towards the bed while buttoning the cuffs of his shirt.

"It's nothing." Guan Ruan raised his eyes and showed a gentle smile at Cheng Yihua, his eyes fell on the eye-catching hickey on the other's neck.

Guan Ruan slowly sat up straight, knelt on the bed, and raised his hand to button Cheng Yi's shirt collar.

Cheng Yihua understood, bent down, and moved his entire upper body closer to Guan Ruan.

Guan Ruan's white fingertips with well-defined bones lightly landed on the warm white pearl buttons of the other party, clearly feeling the cool touch from the buttons, and fastened the buttons one by one deftly.

"Xiao Ruan, didn't you do your nails yesterday?"

It was only now that Cheng Yihua noticed that Guan Ruan didn't have his hands with nails. Not only that, he also trimmed the nails of both hands to be smooth and round, and the nail caps were healthy light pink.

Although it was said that he was going to do nails with a friend, Cheng Yihua thought that Guan Ruan would also do nails along the way.After all, girls their age like to do nails very much.

Cheng Yihua's positioning for herself has never allowed her to do nails.Although before meeting Guan Ruan, he didn't have any girlfriends.

There are countless people who have pursued themselves since they were young. With the growth of age and the change of the environment, the suitors have changed one after another, and there are many beautiful women among them, but none of them can make Cheng Yihua fall in love.

"No, I don't do nails."

"Why?" Cheng Yihua frowned, looked at Guan Ruan in confusion, and didn't think about that at all.

Guan Ruan kept silent, tilted his head close to Cheng Yihua's ear, licked the other's small earlobe, and uttered three words clearly.

"inconvenient."

Cheng Yihua remained silent, a bold idea suddenly sprouted in his mind.The earlobe instantly turned red, and the shy blush quickly spread to the entire ear.

But Cheng Yihua dispelled his immature guess in an instant, although Guan Ruan has indeed taken the initiative in matters of love recently, and even once used a certain method to please himself.

But in the subconscious of Cheng Yi's painting, Guan Ruan could not be the dominant party, because after all, Guan Ruan used to be straight.It was only after I spared no effort to attack again and again that I was bent by the opponent.

Guan Ruan raised his eyelids and quietly looked at Cheng Yihua in front of him, taking a panoramic view of Cheng Yihua's subtle facial expressions.Because of the big curly brown hair that was rolled up, the shy blush at the base of the ears also fell into Guan Ruan's eyes.

Guan Ruan smiled slightly, but did not make a sound, still knelt on the big velvet bed, quietly waiting for the man to speak again.

"Do you have class in the morning?" Cheng Yihua quickly straightened up, trying to hide his strangeness by changing the subject.

"Have."

"Then I'll take you to school first, and then to the company."

Cheng Yihua immediately returned to his usual president style, but his tone of voice towards Guan Ruan was completely different from others, with a gentleness he had never had before.

In the company, he always upholds the attitude that a president should have. Although he always smiles and shows others, he always has an orderly tone, which is completely different from how he treats Guan Ruan.

"Okay." Guan Ruan replied softly, staring straight at Cheng Yihua.

"Shall we go out to eat tonight?" Cheng Yihua said, turning around and walking straight to the dressing table, "I've reserved a private restaurant."

Recently, because both of them are relatively busy, they haven't had dinner together in the restaurant for several days.

Guan Ruan got up and approached Cheng Yihua in front of the dressing table barefoot.When he got close, he bent down and bent close to Cheng Yihua's back.

"But we have to arrange the program at night, and it will end after eight o'clock."

Because of Cheng Yihua's menstruation, Guan Ruan had no choice but to hide last night, which made Guan Ruan, who was new to love affairs, endure a little hard work.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Cheng Yihua's fair and slender fingertips lingered among the rows of lipsticks, and finally picked out a true red lipstick.

Cheng Yihua wore an indigo silk shirt today, and a small brown suit over it, revealing her waist and long straight and slender legs without hesitation.

"If Xiao Ruan is hungry, eat something to pad your stomach first." Cheng Yihua glanced at Guan Ruan behind him through the mirror, and as soon as he took off the lid of the lipstick, Guan Ruan behind him cut off the lipstick .

"I'll paint it for you." Guan Ruan went straight to the dressing table, leaned forward slightly to get close to Cheng Yihua, and twisted out half of the lipstick while talking.

Applying lipstick for the other party has always been Cheng Yihua's patent, so Guan Ruan's action is a bit awkward in Cheng Yihua's eyes.

Just as Cheng Yihua frowned, Guan Ruan stretched out his hand and gently pinched Cheng Yihua's chin, and put on lipstick for Cheng Yihua attentively and seriously.Slightly raised his wrists so that he faced himself, a pair of ink-like pupils were full of tenderness.

At this moment, Guan Ruan didn't have time to change his clothes in the future, and was still wearing pure white pajamas. Because of his half-bowed body, the looming white plumpness on his chest fell into Cheng Yihua's eyes.

Seeing Cheng Yihua's face flushing, the lingering scene of last night instantly appeared in his mind, Cheng Yihua's eyes dodged a little, and he subconsciously tilted his head.

"Hey, don't move around." Guan Ruan coaxed softly, his tone sounded like he was coaxing a child, and he pressed a little harder with his fingers.

"..." Cheng Yihua tilted his head obediently, without making a sound.

"Okay." After the lipstick painted by Cheng Yi was fully applied, Guan Ruan put away the lipstick and straightened up leisurely.

"Honey, I want to paint you too." Cheng Yihua didn't wait for Guan Ruan to respond, and pulled Guan Ruan into his arms.He lowered his head and covered his lips, wishing to melt Guan Ruan into his own flesh and blood.

For the next whole day, the two were busy with each other, but they did not forget to sneak in a phone call to each other.

In the S-sized auditorium, Guan Ruan was sitting on a chair and talking on the phone.After a short few minutes of talking, Guan Ruan just put down his phone when a soft girl's voice sounded beside him.

"President, this is calling the president's wife again!"

Guan Ruan put away his phone unhurriedly, turned around to look at Su Luotang behind him, and said leisurely, "You know all the lines by heart."

"Hmm! President, don't worry, you can memorize it backwards!" Su Luotang said, handing a cup of hot drink to Guan Ruan.

"This is?" Guan Ruan frowned slightly, his eyes fell on the hot drink in Su Luotang's hand.

"The vice president bought it for you." Seeing that the president was hesitant, Su Luotang quickly explained, "Everyone has a share."

Guan Ruan took the hot drink from Su Luotang's hand, missed a row of seats, and finally fell on Sun Jinghui who was beside the stage.

"Thank you, Jing Hui!" He slightly raised the hot drink in his hand at Sun Jinghui, and the volume also increased a little.

As the vice president, Sun Jinghui was discussing the plot with the junior who played Romeo. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and showed a big sunny smile to Guan Ruan.

"President, how many times do we have to line up?" Su Luotang muttered, not forgetting to touch his stomach, and said coquettishly, "My stomach is so hungry."

Guan Ruan glanced down at the watch on his wrist, then raised his eyes to Su Luotang, "Well, let's wait for the last time."

The rehearsal started at six o'clock, and it's been an hour and a half, and it's almost time for everyone to rest.

"Is the president in a hurry to see the president's wife?" Su Luotang acted obediently after taking advantage of it, winked at Guan Ruan, and deliberately teased him.

"Yes." Guan Ruan admitted generously, without concealing it.

"..." Su Luotang was completely stunned, he never expected that the always reticent and reticent president would show his love unabashedly in front of her!

"Here, pad your stomach first." Guan Ruan lowered his head, took out a waffle from his backpack, and handed it to Su Luotang.

"Thank you, President." Su Luotang took the waffle and thanked him happily, "I like waffles the most!"

"The president is eccentric! I want to eat waffles too."

"I'm hungry too, I want to eat too!"

Several "hungry wolf cubs" approached upon hearing the sound, all pretending to be pitiful, looking at Guan Ruan with longing eyes.

There was only the last waffle left, and Guan Ruan didn't eat it himself.

"Okay, I'll go buy it for you." Guan Ruan smiled, took his wallet and mobile phone and left the small auditorium.