Chapter 155: Watching That Kind of Movie in a Private Room
In the evening, Yan Man took a shower and walked out of the bathroom.
The man sitting on the sofa a few meters away beckoned to her, "Manman, come here." ”
"What are these?"
She asked as she walked over to the couch and wiped her wet hair.
Zhan Qianyan hooked his lips and smiled, stretched out and pulled her to sit on his lap, and his long arms went around her slender waist and encircled her firmly.
also shamelessly stole a fragrance on her face.
"Didn't you want me to thank you with money?"
"I'm on the couch."
Yan Manman struggled on his legs.
Talking like this, he ate tofu every minute and every second.
The man chuckled, "I don't care if you seduce me." ”
"I care."
Yan Manman's apricot eyes glared angrily, but the big palm around his waist couldn't be taken away.
Instead, the man's deep and burning breath was crispy and numb in the ear sockets, "This is all my possessions, and I will give it to you tonight." ”
"Give it to me once, and next time you can make a personal promise, right?"
"Hahaha, my manman knows me so well, I don't promise it in person, I'm sorry for you."
She Min. Feeling the earlobes being by men. The thin lips of the feeling were pasted, and the slightest numbness instantly spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains.
At the tip of my heart, an indescribable feeling spreads out.
His 'my long' made her heart beat for two seconds.
Two lives, except for when my grandmother was alive, she liked to say "my long" in this or doting tone.
No one said that anymore.
She pursed her lips, her tone slightly stiff, "You want to lie to me to be your housekeeper, so I won't be fooled." ”
"You're going to have to do it sooner or later."
"Inappropriate."
"Don't you care about the finances after marrying me?"
"No matter."
"Manman, if you agree to marry me, you won't regret it anymore"
Zhan Qianyan smiled like a fox.
"When did I say yes?"
Yan Manman frowned, this man is a routine again!
"Remembered?"
Appreciating her chagrined little expression, the corners of Zhan Qianyan's mouth rose happily.
Rolling his eyes, "I didn't remember." ”
"Manman, don't you really want these?"
"Don't."
The attitude of the man is very firm.
"Okay, then I'll give it to you after you marry me." Zhan Qianyan put the things in the drawer, picked her up and threw her on the big bed.
The long body followed up, "I'll make a promise first." ”
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In the end, Manman was still hard at hand by Zhan Qianyan's soft and hard work.
The hands that were limp, and the next morning when they were dressed, were shaking.
"Manman, I'll help you wear it."
Zhan Qianyan thoughtfully took her clothes and wanted to help her put them on.
was glared at by Yan Manman fiercely, and scolded angrily, "The cat cries a mouse." ”
"I really want to help you."
“……”
After breakfast, Chang Man was forcibly dragged by Zhan Qianyan to go shopping, saying that he had promised him to buy clothes, but he never bought them.
"You're tired."
Manman doesn't want to pay attention to him, she has to rush the manuscript today.
Their tipping in the first two days not only attracted the attention of the doughnut circle, but also the attention of the site's top management.
Yesterday, the donut circle informed her that her article was promoted for a week.
"You don't need to carry a bag, just pick out clothes for me."
"You don't wear so many custom-made clothes, what kind of clothes do you choose?"
"No, I'm going to wear what you bought."
“……”
So, after a long night of hard work on his hands, he worked hard for his feet for another day.
accompanied Zhan Qianyan to the street for a day.
She can't remember how many things she bought in the end, but she just kept buying, buying, buying.
In order for the two of them to have a good time, Zhan Qianyan also turned off the mobile phones of the two, and no one disturbed them all day except for Ling Xi running errands.
From sunrise to sunset, after dinner, Zhan Qianyan pulled her to watch a movie again, and she was very affectionate. Color films.
When the male and female protagonists snapped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the breath of the man next to him was heavy.