Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

"Yan Ning."

The door to the terrace on the second floor of the banquet hall was opened, and a tall figure in a haute couture suit stood by the door.

Zhou Yanning drank two glasses of champagne, her cheeks slightly flushed. She turned back from the peony bushes and said, "You're here."

Xie Heng walked over to her and shielded her from the wind on the terrace. He touched her face, which was slightly warm, but his hands were a little cold. "Are you drunk?"

He pulled her into his arms, holding her slightly cold hands. "Why didn't you call me when you came here to hide? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Zhou Yanning leaned lazily against him, her moist lips more alluring than peony flowers, prompting Xie Heng to lower his head and give her a kiss, a brief taste. When he wanted to come again, she buried her head in his arms and said sleepily, "I'm tired."

Xie Heng's kiss fell on her head. He carried her off the terrace, swiped his card and took the elevator directly to the top floor.

As soon as he entered the room, his thoughtfulness disappeared, and he pressed the person in his arms against the wall and kissed her forcefully on the lips.

She was very delicate, and he had known that for a long time. He buried his head in her snow-white neck, leaving a string of traces, "Baby, be good, I'll let you rest soon."

Zhou Yanning's resistance seemed to be like she was reluctant to give in, but under his attack, her whole body became limp like a puddle of water. She didn't know when her hands were firmly wrapped around his neck to prevent herself from falling. This man could say anything. If he was really fast, she would not choose him.

They kissed all the way from the door, and then they fell on the big bed. Xie Heng was still fully dressed, while Zhou Yanning's hair was loose, with fair skin, black hair, and red lips. Xie Heng leaned on her and looked at her, "So beautiful, baby."

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Xie Heng held the sleeping person in his arms and kissed her little face closely, the two of them pressed tightly together.

Zhou Yanning had seen online that men regain their virtuous moments after sex, while women become even more dependent on men. But ever since their first time, he had always appreciated the tenderness afterward more than she did. Seeing him embrace her with an expression of immense satisfaction, Zhou Yanning once commented on him, "Xie Heng, you look so worthless right now."

This caused the demon king to smile shyly.

Zhou Yanning: ...

She was sleeping so soundly that she ignored the slight tingling sensation in her head. No one could see that a pink light entered her forehead at an incredible speed. Deep in her sea of ​​consciousness, a pink pig with white wings flew around happily, "Master, I finally found you!"

The next day, Xie Heng woke up early. He had taken over the entire Xie Group right after graduating from university. His father, in his early fifties, had retired and traveled the world with his wife, leaving Xie Heng to work day and night.

Except for his soft side when facing Zhou Yanning, he is a standard president image in other aspects: serious, devilish and efficient.

After tidying himself up, he walked to the bedside, bent down and kissed Zhou Yanning's sleeping face. She was really exhausted last night and didn't react at all, but Xie Heng still reported to her happily: "Baby, I'm going to work."

Zhou Yanning woke up slowly around noon, still feeling a little sore all over, but luckily Xie Heng helped her clean up and applied medicine afterwards, otherwise she would not be able to go out today.

As the only eldest daughter of the Zhou family, although her parents' relationship was not very good, they respected each other and had no mistresses or illegitimate children. Her brother was smart and capable and was a qualified heir. She had been smooth sailing since childhood and had never known what worry was. At the age of 20, she made her relationship with Xie Heng public. The two had a stable relationship and got engaged smoothly. Who knew that he was also a business genius? Under his leadership, the Xie family has been thriving over the years and has reached a higher level. If she had not been engaged early, she would not be worth his worth now.

Therefore, Zhou Yanning always felt that he was the chosen one and had an extremely good life.

She slowly got up and walked to the cloakroom. She looked at the new season clothes one by one, wondering which one to wear. At the same time, she sent a WeChat message to Xie Heng: "Honey, I'm coming to see you. Let's have lunch together?"

She loved teasing him, calling him "brother," "husband," and even "**." Xie Heng could only be teased by her outside, but once in bed, her little tricks were completely inadequate. She didn't know where his higher education had gone, how could he say so many different embarrassing words...

Xie Heng's phone quickly replied, "I'll ask Secretary Lin to book a restaurant. Don't do it yourself."

Zhou Yanning picked out a lavender new Chinese-style long skirt and went to look at shoes again. This time she sent a voice message: "No, I'm not tired. I'm almost done. They're all your favorite dishes."

Xie Heng sent a hug emoji. All his emojis were stolen from her. She didn't think it was original at all. She couldn't believe that the man on the other side was looking at his phone in a serious meeting, his eyes full of tenderness. "Baby, you've worked hard."

Zhou Yanning replied with a big kiss emoticon, and Xie Heng quickly added it and sent it to her.

The two chatted sweetly. Zhou Yanning had also finished her makeup. She went directly down from the elevator to the garage. Mrs. Fang was already waiting by her car. Zhou Yanning opened the car lock, and Mrs. Fang put the thermal bag in her hand carefully into the trunk.

Mrs. Fang: "Miss, today we're making steamed prawns, braised pork ribs, black pepper beef cubes, and stir-fried lettuce."

Zhou Yanning nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Fang."

As a pampered young lady, Zhou Yanning wasn't keen on cooking for a man, even though she'd learned cooking skills. Xie Heng still didn't know that his beloved fiancée only cooked for him once, and every meal she brought to his company was prepared by Fang's wife. She'd learned her cooking skills from Fang's wife, so it wouldn't be amiss.

Zhou Yanning was wearing sunglasses and driving on the road. The sun was shining brightly today, and the magnolia trees and cherry trees on the roadside passed by the car window. She once again sighed that her life was so good. She was born into a wealthy family and everything went smoothly. Her fiancé was handsome and had a good figure, and she was very willing to love him.