The First Thousand Three Hundred and Fortieth Chapters, the Prosperous Woman, Do You Wear Books? (Thirty-Seven)
Dyeing white: "..."
Seeing the serious and indifferent appearance of the CEO's younger brother, Ranbai couldn't help but laugh.
So cute.
"Okay." Ranbai replied with a half-smile, and walked slowly towards Ye Yanhan.
The young president's thin lips are slightly hooked, his obsidian-like eyes are cold and beautiful with a soft smile, his face is as handsome as ever, his clean and slender hands, he unbuttons his clothes slowly, and his movements are full of extravagance and elegance.
that smile,
It is really like a touch of warm sun after the cold snow in early winter, cool and clean.
...
Ye Yanhan hugged the girl in his arms, smiled happily, and lost a bit of a cold temperament, resting his beautiful fair chin on the girl's head, and muttered lazily, "Good night..." My white .
Inexplicably a bit lazy and childish, like a child.
"Ann." Ranbai ignored the thoughts in her heart, what a joke, she could treat him as a child, but she couldn't raise him as a child.
Too troublesome.
the next morning,
Ranbai woke up lazily, and the figure of that person was long gone.
At least,
It's not a good feeling to be dyed white without seeing people.
The dyed white face stood up expressionlessly, and the messy black hair was casually scattered on his forehead.
She sat there, hugging the quilt, with her fair and delicate jaw resting on the quilt, and staring straight ahead without focus for a minute, then her eyes gradually returned to focus, she blinked slowly, and slapped lazily. Yawning, she slowly got up.
"Are you awake?" The door was pushed open, and the handsome and noble male protagonist approached, hooked his lips in a good mood, and asked softly.
"Come here." Ranbai waved to Ye Yanhan lazily.
The young president walked over obediently, looking very obedient.
Ranbai casually grabbed the man's collar with one hand, and the cold and noble man was forced to lean over, caught off guard, and a soft touch was printed on his face.
Ranbai pecked Ye Yanhan's handsome side face, then let go, and said seriously, "Good morning."
"Morning." The man looked slightly embarrassed, and there was a suspicious blush on the tip of his ears. He coughed lightly and said softly, "I'll help you with your makeup."
Dye Bai nodded casually.
Ye Yanhan bent his cold and beautiful eyes, and gently pressed the girl in front of the dressing mirror.
The blurred bronze mirror reflects the girl's pure and natural face, which is exquisite and beautiful, like a slander, with a mild and black belly.
Young and exquisite little brother of the president,
With his eyes down, his clean and slender hands held the girl's silky brocade-like hair, and his movements were serious and focused.
He pursed his pale, slender lips lightly, with a serious demeanor.
It's like doing the most important thing in the world.
"Okay." Looking at the delicate face reflected in the bronze mirror, Ye Yanhan slightly curled his lips and whispered.
The handsome and dignified man supported the table with one hand, leaned over from behind the girl, wrapped the girl in his arms, leaned closer to the girl, his eyes were clear, "Does it look good?"
His eyes were filled with undisguised expectations and a smile.
Shiny, childish like a child, and indifferent from the outside, as inaccessible as cold ice and snow.
Ranbai smiled and praised without hesitation: "It's beautiful."
Besides, this is herself, how could she not look good?
"Thank you." He said softly, his eyes seemed to hide the soft stars of March.
"I'm ready for breakfast." Ye Yanhan hooked his lips in a good mood, his voice soft.
"Yeah." Ranbai knew that in which world he was very good at cooking.
she……
Forget it, forget it.
Heartbroken.
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