Chapter 473 [Helping Digestion]

473

In the top-floor presidential suite of Zhonghai Biyun Hotel, the gentle lighting shines on the harmonious Mediterranean sheep carpet, and the complicated and enchanting flower patterns are like fresh flowers.

The air is filled with a faint feminine fragrance, mixed with the sweet fragrance of green tea at the same time, which makes people feel refreshed.

Christine, who was wearing a silver-gray silk nightgown, had golden hair hanging around, like the most perfect master sculpture in the world, every curve and outline showed a charming charm.

Sitting on a soft leather chair, Christine held a fine porcelain cup with Yuan Qinghua pattern in her hand, and sipped the Longjing green tea delivered by a special person, enjoying the tranquility of nightlife comfortably.

It wasn't because Christine was the only one in the room that she seemed so peaceful, but the other woman sitting next to Christine was silent, like a lily lily standing tenderly, like a lily. Ruosu.

Lin Ruoxi sat on the guest chair of Bufang, holding the tea in her hand, but she didn't take a sip, she seemed to be sitting with some thoughts.

After the two of them sat quietly for a long time, Christine finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She moved the corner of her mouth and asked, "What should I call you? Boss Lin? Brother and sister? Or just call you Ruoxi?"

Lin Ruoxi was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth halfway, and asked, "You... know him very well, don't you?"

"It can be said that we have only known each other for four or five years, but because he is only in his twenties, he didn't live long, so it should be considered a long time," Christine said to herself.

Lin Ruoxi felt a little twisted when she heard it, what do you mean by "he's only in his twenties", "he hasn't lived long", the woman in front of her, does she think she is old? Christine's age should also be in her twenties, shouldn't she?

However, Lin Ruoxi didn't pay much attention to these, but continued to say: "I've never met his friend... You are the first person to appear as his acquaintance."

After hearing this, Christine couldn't help but asked slightly surprised: "Didn't he take you to meet his buddies? Those people should be very anxious to see you, you are his chosen wife."

"That group of people?" Lin Ruoxi tentatively asked, "What kind of group of people are they?"

Christine giggled, "I see, you came today to know what kind of man your dear husband is, or to know his past?"

Lin Ruoxi's face flushed slightly, she did have this meaning, she had no choice in the past, and she didn't want to ask Yang Chen directly, it would make her feel embarrassed, now finally an acquaintance of Yang Chen came to Zhong Hai, although... this person It's a bit special, but Lin Ruoxi couldn't help being curious, so she came to ask Christine.

Christine laughed more joyfully, "You are actually shy and blushing, my God, that boring guy found such an interesting wife, no wonder he chose you as his partner, you are better than the seventeen Much more interesting!"

Lin Ruoxi was feeling ashamed and annoyed, when she suddenly heard a special name, she raised her head again and asked suspiciously, "Seventeen? Who is Seventeen?"

Now, Christine didn't smile anymore, but opened her mouth in surprise and asked, "You don't know who is Seventeen?"

"I...Should I know? Who is he? Is it important?" Lin Ruoxi couldn't help asking.

Christine frowned, and there was a bit of playfulness on her exquisite and flawless pretty face, "Tsk tsk... Didn't he mention Seventeen to you... When I first saw you , I thought that the reason why he chose you was because you have the shadow of Shi Qi on your body. Your appearance, your temperament, especially your eyes, seem to be another Shi Qi...Of course, you are more beautiful than Qi Qi. Much prettier, but I don't think that's too much of a thing for him.

Unexpectedly, he didn't mention Seventeen to you...Since he didn't mention it, then I won't say it, otherwise he will call me a big mouth again."

Lin Ruoxi was silent for a while, looked at Christine with eyes like autumn water, and said: "Tell me, I want to know who Shi Qi is, you have no reason to hide it from me, because you have already said it. I think , you are not the kind of person who likes to make gods and hide their words, you will feel uncomfortable, right?"

Christine was slightly taken aback, followed closely, showing a helpless smile...

...

"Click".

With a crisp sound, the door was gently closed.

A slender plain hand caressed the switch on the wall, and as soon as it was flicked, the lights in the lobby of the old-style bungalow instantly brightened.

Under the pale yellow light, Mo Qianni took off her charming and proud black high-heeled shoes, then, as if relieved, she pouted and rubbed her sore soles with her hands.

The sexual feet wrapped in black lace socks looked extremely slippery. Mo Qianni leaned against the wall with one hand, her posture was not very elegant, but fortunately she was just at home, so she didn't care.

Every day when she got home from get off work, Mo Qianni felt that she should hate going to work, that she hated work. She even made up her mind many times that she must get home early tomorrow and have a good dinner. Just vanished.

Now that she lives with Qiangwei, Mo Qianni feels that she has the tendency of "masochism". Compared with her own, Qiangwei's leisurely pace of life is completely different.

Of course, he has been hunted in the hail of bullets until now. Although his work is hard, at least he doesn't have to risk his life.

Mo Qianni rubbed the soles of her feet, took off the clip on her head, let her jet-black long hair fall loose, and put the bag on the wooden cabinet beside her. Afterwards, Mo Qianni raised her head and looked at the wall clock at home. The time was half past ten at night.

I don't know if Qiangwei has gone to sleep, Mo Qianni sighed slightly, even if she has a "roommate", living alone is no different than living alone on weekdays.

When she came to the kitchen on the first floor of her home, Mo Qianni opened the freezer compartment of the refrigerator and took out many packages of frozen food. She planned to cook some wontons and dumplings. She didn't have much energy to make another dinner.

Just about to unpack a pack of frozen dumplings, Mo Qianni suddenly heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from behind...

"If you don't eat well, what kind of frozen food should you eat?" There was some blame in her tone, but more pity.

Mo Qianni turned around abruptly, and she saw that bad man whom she hadn't seen for a long time was standing three steps away from her!

Yang Chen was wearing cotton pajamas, as if he was in his own home, leaning lazily on the door frame, looking at Mo Qianni with a smile on his face.

"You... why are you here?" Mo Qianni couldn't help asking, if the voice wasn't so familiar, she would have suspected that someone had broken into the house and robbed her.

Yang Chen stepped forward, stretched out both hands, and squeezed Mo Qianni's tender face, "Xiao Qianqian, don't you think that at this time, you should directly throw yourself into your man's arms, and then say a few words?" I miss you', 'you scare me', how can you ask why am I here so coldly?"

Mo Qianni rolled his eyes at him, and patted Yang Chen's mouth with an angry smile, "I'm not that numb, isn't it just to scare me, you can come here however you want, I don't bother to ask you."

In fact, when Mo Qianni thought about it carefully, with Yang Chen's ability, it seemed that there were indeed countless ways to enter her own house.

"It's said that marriage is the grave of love. I'm not married to you, why do I feel like I've lost all of my emotions?" Yang Chen pretended to be distressed.

Mo Qianni said angrily: "I haven't seen anyone in two or three days, and I can't see you for more than a week at every turn. Do you still expect to see you once and have to treat you like an emperor?"

Hearing the sour words that could make people's teeth sour, Yang Chen hurriedly retreated, and comforted him with a good smile: "I'm also busy with things, you don't know, the recent thing about Ludwig Star is terrible. It made me dizzy, how can I have Xiao Qianqian's strong working ability, if I do too much work for a while, I will be exhausted."

Mo Qianni snorted softly, and said with a smile, "No more? I still want to hear you praise me."

Yang Chen straightened his face, and said: "I won't talk nonsense, let's do it, I'll give my beloved Xiao Qianqian a sumptuous supper."

"Supper?" Mo Qianni looked around and said displeasedly: "There is nothing here except the frozen food you look down on. Do you want to cook? I will starve to death."

Yang Chen shook his finger, said with a smile: "Of course I'm not that stupid, baby, you just wait here obediently, I'll come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen dodged, went to the hall, opened the door, and rushed out, leaving Mo Qianni standing in the kitchen staring blankly.

After a while, Mo Qianni came back to her senses, stomped her feet, and puffed her mouth out, "What kind of supper, it's gone in a flash!"

Seeing that the door of the hall was opened again, Mo Qianni had no choice but to go over depressed and tried to close it, but just as she reached the door, Yang Chen's figure appeared in front of her again.

Only this time, Yang Chen suddenly had two more plates in his hand.

"Hey, what's the matter, this is the spicy chicken and sizzling beef u made by Wang Ma for dinner. You also know Wang Ma's habit. She must cook more than we can eat. I basically didn't eat this dish. I will give it to you directly. You brought it here, you can eat it as soon as you heat it up in the oven," Yang Chen proudly said.

Looking at the two plates of spicy dishes in front of her, Mo Qianni swallowed her throat and asked in surprise, "Did you just... go home to get the dishes?"

There was only a dozen seconds in the middle, and this man ran back and forth between the two houses, and even brought two dishes with him! ? You know, not to mention a distance of tens of meters in the middle, you have to climb over the wall to get in and out of the room!

Yang Chen nodded, walked into the room, put two dishes on the table, and said: "You go to warm it up first, I'll get you some rice, soon."

After all, Yang Chen ran back again.

Mo Qianni's eyes followed Yang Chen out of the door, and then turned her head to look at the dishes on the table, it was like a dream.

A kind of complicated and unspeakable warmth filled the heart... Delicious food appeared in the blink of an eye. Perhaps, only this unusual man could bring this kind of romance to him.

After a while, Yang Chen brought another big bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables. Originally, he wanted to get some more, but Mo Qianni stopped him. This kind of thing of carrying food silently, actually, if you think about it carefully, Still kind of weird.

After heating up the food in the micro oven, Mo Qianni ate a supper that didn't look like a supper at the dining table, while Yang Chen sat across from him full of interest, as if watching a woman eat had a lot of fun.

In the hall, except for the swinging sound of the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall, there was no sound. Although Mo Qianni was very hungry, she didn't make too much noise when eating, but being stared at by Yang Chen for eating, her heart was a little sweet, but it also made her feel Itchy.

Nearly twenty minutes later, at Yang Chen's request, Mo Qianni insisted on eating two bowls of rice, burped rarely, and blushed.

Yang Chen sent all the food back in a very "considerate service". As for whether Wang Ma would be frightened when she saw the food being wiped out tomorrow morning, that was not his concern.

Seeing that Yang Chen took away all the food, Mo Qianni thought that he would never come back, and was about to close the door, but unexpectedly, Yang Chen turned back in front of her.

"You... why are you back again?" Mo Qianni asked with her mouth pouted.

Yang Chen asked with a smirk: "Hey, are you full?"

Mo Qianni curled her lips, "Can I not be full, I'm stuffed by you."

"Since you're full, you should have plenty of energy." The smile on the corner of Yang Chen's mouth became more obvious, "How about... do some exercise to help digestion?"