Ninety-fifth bowl of soup (two)

next door.

“…Don’t turn on the lights.”

A word that was so angry that came from the darkness was still mechanical electronic sound. Qinghuan's hand that had been pressed on the door switch paused. She put her bag on the shoe cabinet, and even the curtains were pulled up in the darkness. She could not see her fingers. Only a faint light came from the neon light without any tight fit. If it weren't for those who had been in the dark for a long time, she would not be able to see clearly.

Unfortunately, Qinghuan has lived here for several days, and her brain has long remembered the decorations in the house, but what surprised her was that the person who originally thought he would have a bad time for at least half a month actually came here in just two days.

Don’t you hate changing the familiar environment the most?

After she put down her bag, she shook off her high heels. The slender heels hit the floor without carpet, making two muffled sounds. The stockings were also taken off, and her slender legs that had been wrapped around for a day finally got breathing. Then she pulled down her long curly hair that had been hanging down to the neck because she bent down and took off her stockings. She walked to the sofa accurately, sat on the man's thighs with great boldness, hooked her hands on his neck, and said gently: "Do you miss me?"

The expectation was not received any response, but the other party held her hand tightly on her waist and told her the answer. Qinghuan smiled with satisfaction, touched the man's chest with his hands down, and a hot heart was beating there. "Be good, I'm back from work and bought you flowers. Are you happy?"

The man still didn't say anything, his fingers rubbed the tender flesh around her waist, which meant a pleasure.

Including the two days when he got angry, they hadn't done it for five days, so it's no wonder he couldn't stay in the villa. The villa was like his shell, and she didn't take a step for more than ten years. She thought he would hold on for a few more days. But Xiao Kelian took the initiative to ask for peace, so why would Qinghuan have the nerve to continue to neglect him?

The lingering in the darkness feels different than usual.

But after an hour and a half, the man hugged her tightly and refused to let go, and his head rubbed against her cheeks and neck. The posture of sitting on him was a little uncomfortable for a long time, so she wanted to change it - she accidentally touched the tablet and immediately lit up. A lively and cute electronic dog on his head barked, and then said in the voice of the mechanical tablet: "I have reflected carefully. I shouldn't have lost my temper at you, I was wrong."

"Can I move here and live with you? I won't make you angry again."

"It's me that's not good, I--"

The man had already turned off the electronic dog first. Even if he couldn't see clearly in the dark, Qinghuan could touch how hot the handsome face was in his palm. She smiled softly: "So Aobao knew that it was wrong for him to lose his temper with me?"

Zhan Yuao did not take her hand away, but rubbed it and nodded. Qinghuan felt that he was too obedient, afraid that she was scared by the fact that she had turned around and left before. This man was like a child. He was really obedient when he was obedient, and he was really stupid when he was stupid. He was stubborn and couldn't even hold on to the ten cows.

"Since you know you're wrong, will you still make any more money in the future?"

She sat on him, vivid and fragrant. Zhan Yuao had nothing in his mind, and only knew how to shake his head. Qinghuan touched his soft hair, "Do you know when you come here?"

Um.

He nodded first, then picked up the tablet and typed a few words: He sent me it.

Qinghuan thought so. For the butler, Zhan Yuao is basically a mentally retarded child. He cannot take care of himself and doesn’t like others to get close to him. The elderly can rest assured that he is here alone. It can be said that it is a small step in society and a big step in human beings.

She remembered to take a shower, but Zhan Yuao thought she was still angry, so she immediately hugged her tightly, which made Qinghuan groan. The two of them had another mess, and Zhan Yuao took her to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he had already taken the initiative to go to bed and sat down. He lifted the quilt halfway, patted the bed, and signaled her to come soon. Qinghuan laughed and looked at the temperature of the air conditioner: 14 degrees.

Zhan Yuao's brain is both complex and simple. He is a rare genius. But at the same time, his behavior is still in childhood, saying that he knows nothing and knows nothing. However, Qinghuan felt that he was clear in his heart and was just unwilling to learn. Look at the apology just now, there is no problem with the tone and wording, including the intentional temperature of the air conditioner is to force her to go into his arms, just like the little fox did. But when he looked at her, his eyes were simple and innocent, as if he had never grown up.

He was wary of anyone and refused to let people approach him. Even the butler who brought him up was the closest one standing at the door of his room. But after meeting Qinghuan, Zhan Yuao changed. He had a strong sense of private territory and was willing to invade Qinghuan, and even trust her wholeheartedly.

He didn't even hesitate at all, as if he had already sent his soul to her at the first sight of her.

Therefore, when Qinghuan said she wanted to move out and go to work, Zhan Yuao rebounded very loudly. Qinghuan said a lot and coaxed her for many days but it was useless, so she simply left herself first. As a result, she took the initiative to come to the door and knew that she had admitted her mistake after just two days.

It has been hanging for several days, and it doesn't matter if you coax it now. Zhan Yuao is different from ordinary people. The slower he is in his emotions, the more sensitive he is. His thinking and behavior cannot be inferred from common sense. In short, he is a genius and a psychopath.

However, if the old butler who protects the baby knows, he will definitely jump up and refute. The young master is not a psychopath. Can a psychopath make money so well? Can a psychopath develop Quanxing Entertainment to the point where he is almost the only one in the world? Who has a psychopath who has such a skill? A genius should be different from an ordinary person!

It took several days to sleep, and Zhan Yuao's eyes were dark. Now he finally found what he had lost. He hugged her tightly before and fell asleep. However, because Qinghuan was not around before, his sense of security, which was not very strong, was even weaker. Even when he was sleeping, he opened his eyelids and looked at him, and he closed it again until he was sure that she was in his arms. This was not a good sleep, and the next day he was still a pair of panda eyes.

Zhan Yuao woke up in the morning and didn't notice Qinghuan, but found himself in a strange environment and immediately stiffened. He jumped out of bed with lightning speed, and at least he still remembered wearing shoes. The room had the smell of the person he liked, which gave him a little comfort, but...what about her?

There was no way to speak, he could only look for it, but there was no one everywhere. Just when he almost collapsed, he suddenly heard the door ringing. He ran over and saw someone pressing the electronic lock. He stood in the entrance hall and stared at it until he saw someone who could not leave it.

Qinghuan, who was holding breakfast in her hand, was suddenly hugged so tightly that she was almost strangled to death. She quickly patted the man's back and asked her to relax, and gave him a hair like he was touching a big dog. She didn't care that she was still standing at the door and didn't have time to go in, and the door was even more closed.

So, after the young couple who went out for a morning jog next door came back, they took all this into consideration.

Jiang Yu's heart was very complicated. Yesterday, the queen was wearing a red dress in front of her, but now she was not wearing a plain face and hugging a man... So she asked quietly: "...The company regulations, isn't it said that a newly-employed agent cannot fall in love within five years?"

Qinghuan turned his head with difficulty in the direction of Jiang Yu, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Yes, but the rules are dead, people live, and even your boss didn't say anything, who dares to care about me?"

I'm afraid she's not going to leave, the boss is the first to go crazy.

Jiang Yu thought her words were strange. Her husband next to her, a man of about 1.8 meters tall, was really not friendly when she learned that the person who was being hugged was his wife's agent.

Qinghuan was even more courageous and could be scared to tears. She smiled and patted Zhan Yuao's back while coaxing him. Her gentle voice made Jiang Yu feel more familiar, but this sense of familiarity was fleeting, because soon, Qinghuan reached out to push the person home. In order to keep him safe, although the person was outside the door, he reached in for him to hold it.

Let him hold! Hold!

As a result, Zhan Yuao licked her fingers like a puppy, and his sharp teeth were gently knocking, as if he was sucking milk.

Qinghuan's face remained calm: "This gentleman looked at me like this because he felt that Jiang Yu had less work. I hope that my agent would squeeze her more in the next year?" Wow, he actually dared to glare at her with a cannibalistic look. I wonder if his wife still wants to make a living in her hands?

As soon as the man's bad temper came up, Jiang Yu quickly pulled the person, "Anyway, I haven't worked these three days, so we'll contact us after there is a notice!" After that, he pushed hard!

Three seconds later, she looked at her husband who was unprepared and was pushed into the door and fell to the ground with an embarrassing but polite smile.

Qinghuan's hands were licked and were full of saliva. She walked forward and Zhan Yuao, who was licking her hand, followed obediently. He put the breakfast he bought on the table with one hand, then pulled the person to a chair and sat down. He first drew paper to wipe his mouth, and then was about to wash his hands, Zhan Yuao got off the chair and followed her, refusing to leave.

She took him back after washing her hands, took out the breakfast and put it in place, poked his forehead: "I'm scared if I can't see?"

Zhan Yuao grabbed her finger and wanted to put it in his mouth. Qinghuan was so angry that he leaned over and hugged him: "Be good, have breakfast first."

Fortunately, although this guy is difficult to deal with, it is not difficult to raise, so he eats whatever he gives.
Chapter completed!