Chairman's little prince

After breakfast, Zhan Yunxiao felt a little unsatisfied.

Unexpectedly, Lan Yifeng's cooking skills are really not so good. He always feels that the dishes made by the imperial chef are too greasy, and the smell is so light that it makes people lose their appetite!

But this man did exactly the opposite!The fragrance is only faint, but it can arouse people's desire to eat!

But... my stomach is too full.I just feel that no matter how delicious it is, I can't eat it anymore...

Lan Yifeng looked dumbfounded at Zhan Yunxiao's unimpressively touching his chubby belly...the other party even ate four bowls in a row!really...

Don't you just disdain everything he does?how……

"Ah, by the way, I won't go to work later."

Zhan Yunxiao did not forget that he is still Lan Yifeng's special assistant.

Although his assistant is indeed "special!"

Not to mention skipping work twice in three days, and he can be crazy in the company. Everyone in the whole company has been offended by him over and over again. If it weren't for Lan Yifeng's support, he would have been fired tens of thousands of times!

But he, Zhan Yunxiao, is not the stunned product of the later generations. Although he has always been a bit conceited as a little prince, even his emperor Lao Tzu and the later emperor's brother never took it to heart.

However, this place is not his time after all...

Therefore, the greeting that should be said is still good.

Lan Yifeng froze for a moment, and also paused when he cleaned up the dishes.

This person asked him for leave?Is the sun out in the west?

"Can't you?" Zhan Yunxiao raised his eyebrows.

"Ah... no." Lan Yifeng shook his head. "Go and get busy if you have something to do."

"Well, then you go out and take me for a while later."

Lan Yifeng was stunned again when he heard this.Go out in his car?This person is willing?

Zhan Yunxiao actually has a car, but...although the memory is there and integrated, but this modern thing...if there is an accident on the road, it will always be troublesome.

"Can't you?" Seeing that Lan Yifeng didn't speak, Zhan Yunxiao raised his eyebrows again.

"Ah, no, no." Lan Yifeng shook his head repeatedly, "I'll go and put the bowl in the dishwasher, we'll go together later."

Fifteen minutes later, Lan Yifeng and Zhan Yunxiao got into the car.

"...seat belt." Before driving, Lan Yifeng reminded Zhan Yunxiao who was standing still beside him.

Zhan Yunxiao glanced at the yellow tape and frowned. "No."

Lan Yifeng paused, then said lightly: "...but it's safe."

Just as Zhan Yunxiao was about to refuse again, he looked at Lan Yifeng's persistent gaze, curled his lips, and still pressed it.

Then, the car drove out, and neither of the two people in the car spoke.

After a while, Lan Yifeng asked softly, "Where do you want to play?"

"Barber shop." Blindly, Zhan Yunxiao spat out three words.

Just the thought of having hair of a color other than black on top of my head makes me feel sick!

Lan Yifeng tilted his head slightly, and as far as he could see, it was Zhan Yunxiao's absolutely beautiful side face...

Beautiful lines, without a hint of femininity, snow-white smooth skin, supple and healthy light pink... only one word "beauty" can describe...

"What's wrong? Did I go there wrong?" Zhan Yunxiao saw Lan Yifeng staring at him, and asked with a frown.

Lan Yifeng blushed slightly impatiently, nah nah. "No...no..."

Another 15 minutes later, the car stopped in front of the largest and most luxurious barbershop in the city.