The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Seeing Zhao Yan's head bowed, with a lock of hair hanging down, blocking his eyes, and his chin without baby fat was a bit thin, Yan Cheng's heart softened inexplicably.

He didn't want to see him bow his head, he would rather he be as stubborn as before, this is the person he once wanted to love with everything and now he can't let go...

Yan Cheng's tone softened a lot: "If you can't find it, I'll give you another one."

"No...no, I already have a watch."

Out of sight, Yan Cheng's hand slid over the watch on his wrist and touched the back of Zhao Yan's hand.

Feeling the warmth of the skin on the back of his hand, Zhao Yan turned his head to look out the porthole, and saw white clouds floating like cotton wool.

He suddenly had an urge to cry.

Zhao Yan held that hand backhand and interlocked his fingers. He just knew that Yan Cheng still liked him.

The voice of the flight attendant was soft: "Sir, would you like something to drink?"

"Two glasses of orange juice, thank you." Yan Cheng said.

Thinking of the buns in the bag, Zhao Yan turned to the flight attendant and asked, "Is there a microwave? I have some buns, please heat them up for me."

The flight attendant took the fresh-keeping bag handed over by Zhao Yan with both hands with a smile on his face, "Okay, wait a moment."

The transparent glass holds orange-yellow liquid, orange juice. Every time you see orange juice, you will have a subtle feeling.

Zhao Yan looked at Yan Cheng's lips subconsciously, and was caught straight. Yan Cheng picked up a glass of orange juice, took a sip, and added his lower lip intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "What are you thinking?"

Zhao Yan quickly looked away, but what he couldn't avoid was the faint orange smell lingering in his nose, "I heard that you like drinking lemonade."

Yan Cheng: "Who did you hear that from?"

Absent-mindedly slipped the tongue!He heard Mayor Yan say it, and Zhao Yan immediately changed his words: "I forgot when I heard Liu Guohua say it."

This was obviously talking about him, Yan Cheng was not changed, he asked again in a teasing tone: "What were you thinking when you looked at my lips just now?"

I was thinking that you once kissed me while drinking orange juice. The very provocative kiss made me think of you every time I saw orange juice for many years to come.

Zhao Yan's first reaction was, in this case, how could he tell Yan Cheng!

After thinking about it again, why can't I say it? He just misses it very much. Why can't I say it? !

Zhao Yan looked up into Yan Cheng's eyes and said, "Thinking of you kissing me once while drinking orange juice, it makes people... very, nostalgic."

The last three words were said word by word, those red phoenix eyes were black and white, the eyelids blinked, and the insides were replaced with affectionate and moist light. dimple.

Yan Cheng felt that he was successfully seduced by someone.

Seeing Yan Cheng's eyes getting deeper and deeper...

With a "snap", the flight attendant carried the hot steamed buns, which were placed on a plate, but she didn't control the force and distance, and the plate fell to the table in front of the seat with too much noise.

Because when she walked over, she just heard Zhao Yan's words, these two big men... really shocked her.

"Sorry, sorry." The flight attendant apologized repeatedly.

The good atmosphere was getting better and better, but it was ruined, Yan Cheng frowned, and said in a blunt tone, "Be more careful in the future."

The flight attendant is a beautiful girl, she is beautiful and charming, and Boss Yan doesn't have the cognition of pity and sympathy at all.

"Do you eat steamed stuffed buns? My mother made steamed stuffed buns. They are delicious." Zhao Yan drank a few sips of orange juice, took out a pack of wet tissues to wipe his hands, and wiped every finger carefully.

Yan Cheng watched him wipe his fingers, "What's the matter?"

"Two types of stuffing, pork vermicelli and radish stuffing and pork jelly and cabbage stuffing, which stuffing do you want?" Zhao Yan wiped his fingers, picked up a bun, and took a bite.

It feels good to have a mother, and it feels like home at an altitude of [-] feet.

Yan Cheng took the unused wet tissue from Zhao Yan's side, and began to wipe his hands, "I want to eat jelly." It's been a long time since I ate it, and he misses it a little.

Zhao Yan looked at the three identical buns left on the plate, "There is no mark on it, and I don't know which one is jelly, you pick one yourself and see if you are lucky."

Yan Cheng: "What's in your hand?"

Zhao Yan: "Jelly, I'm lucky."

Yan Cheng was very disdainful, he thought that his luck and vision had always been relatively good, especially in shopping malls, and he had never lost sight of him.Confidently picked up a white and fat one that looked full of stuffing, took a bite, it was a carrot.

Mr. Yan never gives up easily: "I guess these three are all carrots. It's not bad luck, no matter how good luck is, it's useless!"

Zhao Yan: "What if?"

Yan Cheng: "It must be."

Zhao Yan: "What if it's not?"

Ten years of self-confidence makes people proud: "You can do whatever you say."

Zhao Yan: "A word from a gentleman?"

Yan Cheng: "A four-horse is hard to catch!"

Zhao Yan put the half-eaten buns in his hand on the other side of the plate, split the remaining two buns from the middle, broke them in half, and it turned out... Both of them were jelly.

President Yan: "..."

He felt that this bun had a grudge against him.

It was rare for President Yan to show such an expression, and Zhao Yan laughed out loud, "I would like to admit defeat. As for what to do, I haven't figured it out yet. You owe it first."

……

The hotel is pre-booked, a proper five-star hotel.As soon as he got off the plane and walked out of the station, several people greeted him. Of course, Zhao Yan knew it wasn't for him.

The one who came to pick up Mr. Yan has been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Yan took a ride and came directly to the hotel.

The lobby of the hotel is a bit resplendent. If he was alone, Zhao Yan would definitely not come to such a hotel. He usually lives in an economical hotel.But come here, just stay for one night, no matter how expensive it is, it won't be too expensive.

A group of people check in at the front desk.Assistant Jiang was negotiating with the front desk with his ID. Yan Cheng stood upright. There was a person beside him talking about the work content. He responded and nodded from time to time.

Zhao Yan handed her ID to another front desk and asked her to open a single room for one night.

Seeing this, Yan Cheng interrupted the person beside him who was endlessly reporting work with a look, took two steps forward, raised his hand and pressed on the certificate that Zhao Yan pushed along the countertop, "Doctor Zhao, I drank too much recently, my stomach I'm not feeling well, I have to drink medicine when I wake up in pain at night, you stay in a room with me."

Zhao Yan glanced behind Yan Cheng, the few people who came to pick him up were busy reporting work just now in the car, he either didn't want to live with Yan Cheng, or he was afraid of disturbing people's work.

"I don't turn off the phone at night. If you feel unwell, call me and I'll go over."

A woman came over with a suitcase in one hand. She also came to check in. Seeing that there were a lot of men blocking the way, it seemed that only one person was handling business. "Excuse me, sir."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yan glanced over there, only to see a hand with red nails pulling a black suitcase.

He hurriedly took a few steps to the side, gave up the front desk to handle business, and said casually, "Sorry."

At this time, Assistant Jiang completed the formalities and got the room card.He had also heard the conversation between Zhao Yan and Yan Cheng just now, so he had to live in the same room. No one knew better than him how much his boss Yan drank, and he had suffered from stomach pains many times in foreign countries before.There is a doctor living together, so everyone can rest assured, well, the main reason is that if the stomach pain starts to escalate, he will be the one running around.

"Our President Yan's room is the presidential suite, so it must fit in there. Doctor Zhao, there's really no need for you to open another one."

After finishing speaking, I received instructions from his family Mr. Yan's eyes, I understand!Assistant Jiang had sharp eyes and quick hands, and before Zhao Yan could speak, he carried one in each hand, carrying the suitcases of Zhao Yan and Yan Cheng, and walked away quickly, only in time to turn around and say: "I'll go and put your luggage first. "

Put your luggage up first, and if you don’t live in one room, you have to live in one room.

Since he was a child, he had practiced martial arts, and he was really good at his feet. Assistant Jiang carried two suitcases, without his heart beating or breathing, and he carried them to the room within minutes.

He swiped open the door with his room card, and just wheeled the suitcases in with each hand, when the phone rang in his pocket, his boss Yan's exclusive ringtone, if the ringtone rang in the middle of the night, to him, it would be the magic voice wearing Ear.

This is not going to come up, he just walked a few steps first, if he has something to say, he can't come up to meet and say, what's the matter with calling at this time? Could it be that he doesn't know the room number and can't find the room? possible.

He picked up the phone, walked a few steps outside, looked in the direction of the elevator, no one was there, and then looked at the house number of the room, "Hello, Mr. Yan, in room 8006..."

Yan Cheng over there gritted his molars: "You lifted the box down for me, it was wrong."

After finishing speaking, "Keng Deng" hung up the phone, expressing his undiminished anger.

Assistant Jiang looked at the two suitcases and took...the wrong one, what do you mean? !

Downstairs lobby, now is a pot of porridge.

The woman got the room card and was about to leave. She pushed her hand to her side, and when it was empty, she looked down and saw that her suitcase was gone. She yelled, "Hey, where is my suitcase?"

Only then did Zhao Yan realize something, looked down, his suitcase was still there, he remembered that the woman had just pulled a black suitcase, and his was also black.

The woman yelled loudly, waking up the lightly sleeping baby in her arms. When the baby woke up, it started crying, and the crying was loud.

Only then did Zhao Yan notice that she was still holding a baby.

"I'm sorry miss, one of us took it by mistake, I'll ask him to send it down immediately."

The child was not well-behaved at first, and she was finally coaxed to sleep, and now she started crying again. She had one head and two big ones, and she had a bad temper: "You said you took it wrong, who knows if it was on purpose, You have so many eyes that no one sees?! You are a fool when you are a woman."

Zhao Yan explained: "Look, my box is also black, I really took it wrong."

Yan Cheng: "Miss, if you don't believe me, you can call the police, and we can also compensate you for your mental damage."

She didn't know what to do, the child was crying all the time, his little face was red from crying, and there seemed to be some red spots on his neck. She began to worry if he was sick, and the man's voice made her very irritable: "Compensation? It's great to be rich. , do you think I look like I am short of money, can money stop my child from crying?"

Zhao Yan could also hear that the child's cry seemed a little abnormal. Usually children would not cry like this, "Miss, I am a doctor, can you let me see the child?"

The child is much more important than the suitcase. The word doctor made her forget that because of the unpleasantness of the suitcase, she just needs a doctor to look at it now, "Look, there seems to be red spots on his neck."

Zhao Yan took a few steps closer and checked the child, "Can you pull down his collar a little? I want to see if there is any rash on his body."

Seeing a stranger, the child cried even more fiercely. The woman held his little hand and pulled down the collar of his clothes. The rash on her body was denser than her neck. The woman's hands trembled, "Doctor, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yan: "It seems to be allergic. Have you ever been to a place where you can come into contact with allergens?"

The woman is very anxious: "What is the allergen?"

Zhao Yan: "For example, pollen and animal hair."

"In the car just now, he burst into tears. I thought he was hungry, so I asked the master to pull over and breastfeed him in a park by the road. There seemed to be flowers in the park."