The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Zhao Yan got into the car and said, "Why did you change the car?"

"Didn't you say that there are too many people and you should avoid people's eyes and ears. I often drive that BMW and know many people in school. I haven't driven this car very much. No one knows it's my car." Yan Cheng sat in the driver's seat .

With the door closed, the shiny black body drove out of the dark shadow under the tree and into the halo of the street lights. The logo on the front of the car could blind people's eyes in the dark night.

A symbol of a roc flying with its wings outstretched.

The heater was on in the car, and the temperature was quite high.After Zhao Yan sat down, he began to take off his coat, took off his coat, and fastened his seat belt.

He turned his head to look at Yan Cheng, and then he didn't look back. He felt that something was different, he looked much more energetic and younger.

Zhao Yan: "Did you cut your hair?"

Yan Cheng rested his right hand on the steering wheel, raised his left hand and smoothed his hair, "The one before was too long, didn't it look good?"

Zhao Yan: "It's pretty nice."

Yan Cheng: "A good-looking hairstyle or a good-looking person?"

"They all look good." Zhao R & D swore that he was speaking the truth without any emotional filters.

Then he saw that Yan Cheng looked ahead and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, his brows and eyes were crooked, and he seemed in a good mood.

Zhao Yan: "What about the vegetables you bought? Let me see if there is anything missing."

Yan Cheng: "The back seat."

Zhao Yan changed into a convenient position, stretched his arm towards the plastic bag on the back seat, pulled it twice, and then remembered to ask Yan Cheng: "It's past nine o'clock, you really haven't eaten?"

"I didn't eat, I really didn't eat."

In Zhao Yan's ears, this sentence somehow had that kind of meaning, which means "I'm afraid that if I say I eat it, you won't do it for me".

Zhao Yan: "Then cook a few more dishes, do you eat fish with pickled cabbage?"

"Eat, I really like to eat."

"Then you will stop at the entrance of the supermarket." Zhao Yan continued to paw at the plastic bag a few times, "You didn't buy all the ingredients for the steamed pork ribs with taro, this one needs to be added with shiitake mushrooms."

For the ingredients for steamed pork ribs with taro, the young master of the National People's Congress really only bought taro and pork ribs, and he bought more than he could eat for three meals.

Yan Cheng: "Okay."

Nine o'clock is the most beautiful time of night for every bustling metropolis.After a day's work, everyone went out for a walk after dinner and walked the cats and dogs. They haven't returned yet.

The lights at the entrance of the supermarket are bright and there is a lot of traffic.

Yan Cheng's car slowly slowed down and stopped at the parking space in front of the supermarket.Before getting out of the car, Zhao Yan found it very strange, why everyone passing by would look at their car, and even a few people stopped to point at the car.

Zhao Yan reacted belatedly, and asked, "Yan Cheng, what kind of car are you driving?"

"Aston Martin, what's wrong?"

Yan Cheng said the above sentence in a natural and puzzled tone of "The weather is good today, what's the matter?"

Even if Zhao Yan was so poor in his previous life that he never drove a four-wheeled car.

Aston Martin, he has heard of it, luxury cars seem to be very expensive, much more expensive than BMW.

Zhao Yan: "Yan Cheng, have you noticed that we have become the focus of other people's attention before we got out of the car, your car is too eye-catching."

Yan Cheng heard the words and looked out the car window, "Is there?"

Zhao Yan: "Yes."

"Then buy a low-key one another day."

In fact, Zhao Yan wanted to say that it would be fine if you drove that BMW by yourself, and it would take no more than 10 minutes to walk, so you really don't need to pick it up.

In fact, he wasn't worried about himself. His own reputation was not very good, no matter how bad it was, it couldn't be worse. As the saying goes, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but he is afraid of bad influence on Yan Cheng.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Yan Cheng seems to be in a good mood today, he doesn't want to spoil the fun, so let's talk about it later.

Finally, Aston Martin drove away from the parking space at the entrance of the supermarket and stopped in a secluded place. Zhao Yan got out of the car and went to the supermarket.

After buying the things that should be bought, Zhao Yan came out of the supermarket and just got into the car when Zhao Yan smelled the strong smell of coffee.

Yan Cheng handed him a cup of hot coffee, "I just bought it at the coffee shop opposite, take a sip to go to the cold."

Of course, this is not the coffee from "Big Face", and there is no big smiling face printed on the paper cup.

This reminded Zhao Yan of "Yan's Love".

Zhao Yan took it, plugged in a straw and took a sip. The coffee was fragrant and hot, and the chill from the outside just now dissipated a lot.

"Yan Cheng, do you still remember that you gave me a cup of coffee before?"

Yan Cheng's expression was confused and contemplative.

Zhao Yan continued to remind: "When you return the umbrella."

Yan Cheng suddenly realized, and remembered, "That time doesn't count."

Zhao Yan: "Why doesn't it count?"

"I didn't send it myself, so naturally it doesn't count."

The car arrived home in less than 10 minutes. Under the bright lights in the living room, Zhao Yancai could see that Yancheng was wearing a new sweater today. It was a casual light brown sweater, which looked very energetic.

The V-neck reveals a slender neck and a little bit of a faint clavicle line, let alone a little sexy.

Yan Cheng caught Zhao Yan's gaze, raised his sharp chin slightly, and turned his face to Zhao Yan at a 45-degree angle, "How about it, I look good in this dress, right?"

As expected of a photographer, he can pose for the first time to make himself look very handsome from your perspective.

"Very good." Zhao Yan put the bought things on the bar to tidy up.

"Actually, this dress is a couple suit, buy one get one free, there is another similar style, the color is beige, I wear it too small, I think it should be suitable for you." Saying that, Yan Cheng walked over After leaving the bedroom, the last sentence came from the direction of the bedroom.

The pot of green radish on the bar has taken out new tender green leaves, and the aloe has also become green, which is very gratifying to look at.Zhao Yan couldn't help but temporarily stop what he was doing, and walked over to pour some water.

Yan Cheng came out of the bedroom with a sweater and a scarf, put the things on the sofa, walked over and said, "Do you want to try it on to see if it fits?"

Zhao Yanzheng put the pork ribs that Yancheng bought too much in a fresh-keeping bag and put them in the refrigerator.

"Wait a moment."

Yan Cheng: "I'll clean up here, you go and try."

It was said that he was here to clean up, but Young Master Yan put his hands in his pockets, followed Zhao Yan from the kitchen to the living room, and made no move to clean up at all.

"Why is there still a scarf?" Zhao Yan looked at the scarf next to the sweater and asked.

A scarf of the same color as Yan Cheng's sweater, light brown, looks fluffy.

Yan Cheng: "It goes with the sweater, and mine is matched with an off-white scarf."

Zhao Yan took the sweater to the bathroom to change. The sweater felt very good. He didn't need to look at the label to know that it was definitely not cheap, and it was useless to look at the label.

He bought it all, and he said that it doesn't seem very good, but this kind of thing can't be advocated.

The sweater is very comfortable and fits well. Zhao Yan checked the label and found that it was a brand he did not recognize. He decided whether he recognized it or not. After taking it back, he immediately cut off the label with scissors.

Zhao Yan changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom, and walked back to the living room to show Yan Cheng.

"Let me just say, you must fit well." Yan Cheng sat on the sofa and rubbed Bao'er, who nestled meekly on his lap.

Zhao Yan: "Yan Cheng, don't send me clothes from now on."

Yan Cheng: "Why?"

"Because you gave me clothes, and it's a gift, so I should give you one too. But, you also know that I have no money, so you definitely don't want to see me go bankrupt just to give you a gift."

Yan Cheng put down Bao'er on his lap, walked towards Zhao Yan, fixed his eyes on his neck, and said as he walked: "Although I don't think this kind of thing needs to be reciprocated, but... I understand what you mean. If I agree How will you repay me after losing you?"

The V-neck is a bit low, exposing Zhao Yan's slender and fair neck. The skin on the neck is almost the same color as the off-white sweater, and it looks very radiant under the warm white light of the living room.

When saying the word "Return", Yan Cheng's breath sprayed on Zhao Yan's neck, his lips were just a few centimeters away from his neck, exhaling like blue.

Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart, and the so-called "return" is just a pretext.

Zhao Yan felt that he was a little short of breath.

Just about to push Yan Cheng away, Yan Cheng's lips kissed his fair and lustrous neck, he was so shocked that his hands softened, Yan Cheng took advantage of the situation to hold him into his arms.

The lips moved up along his neck, leaving a string of wet marks, to his chin, the corner of his mouth, and then kissed his lips deeply.

All day today, except for the exam, Yan Cheng was thinking about this lip, and when he finally got it in his mouth, he felt that no amount of kissing was enough.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Cheng let go of Zhao Yan, admiring his red and swollen lips kissed by him again.

It took Zhao Yan a long time to come back to his senses, "Yan Cheng, have you never kissed anyone before?"

"How is it possible! I have been chased by people since kindergarten, and the older I get, the more people I chase, both men and women."

Zhao Yan: "Then has anyone ever said that you bite when you kiss?"

Yan Cheng: "Bite?! I didn't bite you."

"My tongue was bitten by you yesterday, and you bit it again today, it's still the same place, and it's time for ulcers."

Yan Cheng was not convinced: "So, you bit me too."

"Where did I bite you, your mouth is not broken."

Yan Cheng: "It didn't break because I have good physical fitness and can withstand bites."

Zhao Yan stopped talking, he really didn't know what to say.

It seemed more embarrassing not to speak. After thinking about it, he changed the subject: "Didn't you say you want to treat me to fruit?"

Yan Cheng just remembered this. He pointed to a few big cardboard boxes in the corner of the living room and said, "Over there, what kind of fruit do you want to eat, grapefruit? Orange? Or apple?"

"Oranges." Zhao Yan went to the kitchen to get a fruit knife, ready to cut oranges.

Yan Cheng took out a few oranges from the cardboard box and put them on the coffee table in the living room, "I heard that oranges are rich in vitamin C, which can treat oral ulcers."

Zhao Yan felt very strange: "You all know that vitamin C can treat oral ulcers?!"

Yan Cheng could tell, the tone was clearly contemptuous.

"Shouldn't I know?"

Zhao Yan: "Should."

After eating the fruit, it was past ten o'clock, and Zhao Yan had to review English, so the two people who had bought the food did not cook, but ordered takeaway, and put the bought food in the refrigerator.

The author has something to say: New Year's Eve, I wish the little angels a happy new year!

In the new year, all wishes come true, everything goes well, more and more beautiful!