Chapter 689 The Taste of the First Kiss

What does a first kiss feel like?

Soft, sweet and a bit astringent, it tastes like fruit and petals...

fart!

Numb and spicy! !

I regret that I should have led Wen Zifan to eat spicy hot pot! ! !

At the end of the kiss, Chen Jianhai couldn't bear the heat anymore, and was about to let go for a while, but unexpectedly, Wen Zifan's hand grabbed his collar for some reason and pulled him back.

The two little mouths kissed together again.

Chen Jianhai: ...Day! Spicy as spicy as hell! Dad admits it! ! !

The two of them kissed for who knows how long, and they were both out of breath when they separated.

"Go back to the hotel?"

"Um."

The brothers sitting on the small benches in front of the bar, waiting for a table, cast envious glances as they listened to this charming and violent conversation.

…

At night, a taxi stopped on the road across the street from the Langai Hotel.

Chen Jianhai took Wen Zifan's hand and led her into the hotel.

Unexpectedly, after taking two steps, Wen Zifan refused to leave.

"Huh?" Chen Jianhai glanced at Wen Zifan in confusion.

"We're all colleagues, it's not good for others to see them." Wen Zifan withdrew his hand with some trepidation.

Chen Jianhai: "..."

"What's wrong?" Chen Jianhai said as he went to hold hands, but Wen Zifan dodged him again.

"If I say no, it's no good. You follow me." Wen Zifan shouted at Chen Jianhai, his chestnut-colored pony tail swaying with her movements, like a little lioness with fried hair.

After a pause, Wen Zifan stared at the small rubber band on Chen Jianhai's wrist and threatened: "Don't take this off!"

"This is so tight, can you do it without wearing it..."

"no!"

"Do you take it with you to take a shower too?"

"You have to carry it with you even if you die."

"...Okay, Master Zifan."

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Wen Zifan hesitated: "When will you leave?"

Chen Jianhai said calmly: "Don't be in a hurry, the transportation is convenient, just go back if you have anything to do."

Wen Zifan looked forward to it: "How many more days can you stay this time?"

Chen Jianhai nodded quickly: "Yes, let's take a look at the house."

Wen Zifan blushed: "Actually, the hotel is pretty good too."

Chen Jianhai refused: "I can't register in the hotel. It will be difficult in the future. I still have to get one."

Wen Zifan: "Whoever has a future with you is shameless!"

After saying that, Wen Zifan turned and walked towards the hotel.

whee.

Chen Jianhai lowered his head and flicked the small rubber band on his wrist, then happily followed her.

…

A night of sweet dreams.

Chen Jianhai simply stabbed the dream nest tonight. Dreams came one after another, brainwashing and recycling various scenes at night.

When he dreamed of two people kissing each other, Chen Jianhai kicked his right leg violently and woke up from his dream.

"She drank tonight, doesn't she keep her word?"

Don't think that the two of them were together at that time. The next day Wen Zifan came over and drank and refused to admit it.

Chen Jianhai, who had always slept on the pillow, had a rare insomnia.

At dawn the next day, Chen Jianhai jumped out of bed and went to the restaurant early to wait while Wen Zifan had breakfast.

7:20 am.

Wen Zifan walked in wearing a lotus-colored professional skirt, with her hair pulled up and high heels.

After the two people's eyes met passionately and anxiously for a second, Wen Zifan turned his head away, went to make breakfast on his own, and then sat on a small table next to him.

Chen Jianhai:? ? ?

Why don't you sit together!

Chen Jianhai angrily held the plate and sat down opposite Wen Zifan.

Just when Wen Zifan was about to speak, he saw Chen Jianhai's serious face, looking at her extremely cautiously: "There is something serious."

"What's the matter?" Wen Zifan also became serious.

Her first identity now is a hotel assistant, and the "serious things" the boss talks about must have something to do with the hotel.

Could it be that the hotel has undertaken another big business?

Or was there something wrong with the establishment of the group?

Seeing Chen Jianhai's unshaven face and looking like he hadn't slept well, Wen Zifan became a little nervous.

Chen Jianhai asked urgently: "Does what you said last night count?"

Wen Zifan was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?"

Chen Jianhai was anxious.

He raised his left hand, grabbed the rubber band on his wrist and flicked it, "That's it!"

After a pause, Chen Jianhai asked confusedly: "You didn't break the film, did you?!"

Wen Zifan was stunned for a moment, and then twitched the corner of his mouth. He really wished he could turn back time and pretend that nothing happened last night.

Whoever loves this fool will want it!

"That counts." Wen Zifan rolled his eyes.

Chen Jianhai finally felt relieved and said happily: "What do you want to eat? Do you want the new pies? I'll get some for you?"

Wen Zifan was a little disgusted: "No."

Chen Jianhai was reluctant: "Do you want soup? I'll get you a bowl?"

Wen Zifan held back: "No!"

Do not want any?

Chen Jianhai frowned and leaned back, looking like an uncle: "Secretary Wen, please give me some small sausages and give me a cup of coffee."

Wen Zifan: "..."

Chen Jianhai glanced at the food table in the middle of the restaurant and said with some hesitation: "Give me another omelette, sprinkle some more pepper on the omelette, and help me add some beef fillet and pepper, just the pepper and not the beef fillet." …”

Wen Zifan swallowed his anger and clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Jianhai, don't go too far..."

Chen Jianhai said with a smile: "Call the boss! All the colleagues next to me are watching~~~~"

Seeing Wen Zifan go to prepare food for himself with a dark face, Chen Jianhai flicked the rubber band on his wrist happily.

This is called the Tao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high!