Sprawling Marriage Color: President, one pet to the end

Provence, like a gorgeous dream, purple lavender spreads leisurely to the horizon, with no end in sight.

The cold European wind blows, blowing off the petals.Butterflies dance lightly, lingering at the fingertips of tourists.

Han Beichen called Xia Mengyao over, and when she came back again, she had a veil of roses on her hand.

"Qingluo!" Xia Mengyao said guiltily, "This is... a street stall I bought on the side of the road. If you don't mind, just put it on! It's a bit cold here!"

"Thank you!"

Yun Qingluo took the gauze and put it on her body.Although it is as thin as a cicada's wing, it is warm and harmonious.

Han Beichen looked at her quietly, watching her show off her beauty in the sunshine.The golden broken light, the sea of ​​purple flowers, the butterflies passing by her fragrant shoulders, the beauty is not like the world.

"Qingluo! Let's take a group photo!" Xia Mengyao handed the camera to Yun Muyang and asked him to help take pictures.

Yun Qingluo stood between Lu Youran and Xia Mengyao, they hugged her from left to right, smiling like flowers.

The four of them made a fuss and took a lot of group photos.

Finally, Xia Mengyao took Yun Qingluo and ran to Han Beichen's side.

"That..." Xia Mengyao felt even more guilty, "According to the company's practice, every employee should take a photo with the president. You are a special assistant, so you should come first!"

Yun Qingluo said in surprise: "Why haven't I heard of such a practice?"

"The company's benefits are getting better and better, and these are just added!"

"Then... well..."

Since it is a company practice, of course it must be followed.Although I said to keep my distance, but it's business!
Yun Qingluo stood beside Han Beichen, and she was a little embarrassed by the strong height difference.

"Qingluo, come closer! Smile!" Xia Mengyao said anxiously, "Those who don't know think you are enemies!"

The moment Xia Mengyao pressed the shutter, Han Beichen naturally embraced Yun Qingluo.The look is intimate, more like lovers.

Xia Mengyao checked the photo and screamed, "Mr. President, you actually laughed! Qingluo, your eyes are so beautiful! You two are so perfect for each other!"

Yun Qingluo ran over and looked at the photo, a little dazed.In his deep eyes, there was a warm smile, as warm as a spring breeze.Is this really President Bingshan?
After being stunned for a long time, she took the camera and said, "Meng Yao, let me take a group photo for you!"

"Okay, okay!" Xia Mengyao was very excited, but the next second, when she saw President Bingshan's cold gaze, she quickly grabbed the camera and ran away.

Yun Qingluo wanted to walk away, but was held back by Han Beichen.

"You really want to keep your distance?" he asked.

"Yes!" she said without hesitation, "From then on, we have nothing to do with each other!"

Cui Junyuan came over and said with a smile: "Mr. Han, it seems that you have a long way to go in chasing your wife!"

Han Beichen smiled lightly: "Cui Junyuan, I'm planning to buy this manor, should you submit a plan?"

Cui Junyuan raised his hand in surrender: "Mr. Han, you have a lot of people, don't be as knowledgeable as me!"

After finishing speaking, leave immediately!He is here for vacation, not to work overtime!

Before you know it, the sun is setting.The sunset glow is like red gems, scattered in the sea of ​​flowers, beautiful like a dream.

Colleagues sat around the manor, happily tasting special delicacies.

Standing under the grape trellis, Han Beichen smiled slightly at Yun Qingluo: "Come here."

Yun Qingluo stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Han, what's the matter?"

He didn't speak, turned around, took her, and strolled leisurely among the purple flower stands.

Clusters of purple hang down from the wooden frame, and the vines are green, forming a corridor.

A gust of wind blew by, scattering fluffy flowers and rain.The wind chimes are crisp and jingle, and the sound of the organ floating from nowhere makes clear ripples.

He suddenly reached out to hold her, and regardless of her resistance, he held her hand tightly.

This was the first time he held her. He had always held her before, and he had never been so gentle.

He led her through the clusters of flowers, through the beautiful spring scenery, and the snow, moon, wind and flowers all the way.

The mint is in full swing, his warmth is burning hot in her palm!
Finally, he came to the side of Jiuquan.

This is the birthplace of wine, the red spring water is clear and charming, making people willing to indulge in it!
Han Beichen took two glasses of wine, pulled her to sit on the wicker chair, and gave her a glass.

He clinked a glass with her and smiled slightly: "For our marriage!"

Their marriage was really just a joke under the sunset that day?
It's better to be drunk, maybe you can find the answer!

She took a sip and couldn't help admiring, it's really delicious!The wine is fragrant and mellow, floating between the lips and teeth, faintly ready to move!

"Qingluo." Han Beichen read these two words and laughed, "Green bamboos enter the quiet path, and Qingluo brushes the clothes."

"You actually have the interest in reciting poems? I thought you would only focus on making money!"

"The beautiful scenery is so beautiful, I suddenly thought of this poem."

"Actually..." Yun Qingluo was a little embarrassed, "Grandpa gave me this name! He just saw the Qingluo in the yard and felt it! He has read books and said that this name has a deep meaning. I hope that I can be like Qing Luo, who can go with the situation and be strong!"

"It really matches you well." There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes.

"Why are you so literary all of a sudden? It's better to stop being arty!" Yun Qingluo said in a daze, "When I think of a business elite like you reading ancient poems at home, I feel very weird!"

"Don't you like literature and art very much?" He said meaningfully, "Besides, I'm only interested in the word 'qingluo'. You are my wife, and I want to know more about you."

"You... You should study business warfare! This is in line with your style!"

"Looks like you know me well! I do prefer simplicity and directness!"

After saying this, he pressed her on the grape trellis with one hand, and fed her the wine in the glass with the other hand.

He looked at her with burning eyes, took a sip of wine, and kissed her!
Red wine dripped from the corner of her lips, slipping out slices of beauty.

She bloomed in his frantic breath, like a delicate rose!

"Let me go!" She trembled, "Don't do this! Didn't we agree? Keep a distance and have nothing to do with each other!"

"We're a couple, I'm just doing what I have to do!"

"I came here with you only to fulfill the duties of a special assistant! Not for this!"

"Yun Qingluo! Since I'm not good at literature and art, I can only use martial arts! If you are obedient, you may be able to suffer less! You must know that my energy is limited!"

"Let go of me! I don't want to do this kind of thing with you again! Why do you insist on forcing me!" She was ashamed and annoyed, struggling constantly.

He kissed her bewilderedly, and suddenly, a slight fishy sweetness permeated between his lips and teeth.She actually - bit his lip!
In the past, she didn't dare to resist, but now, she has to resist!She doesn't want to bear other people's strange eyes anymore!

A thin chill climbed up his brows, and after a long time, he smiled silently.

He threw away the wine glass and clamped her with both hands, not allowing any rejection!
The petals fluttered across her eyebrows, tearing and falling apart inch by inch.

"Han Beichen! You bastard! I hate you!" She cried, "Why do you have to do this to me! Why can't you live in peace!"

"Baby, don't hate me, huh?" He kissed away her tears, intoxicated by her sweetness.

"I'm not your baby! Our marriage is a farce! How can I see people when you treat me like this!"

"You don't need to see anyone! The contract clearly states that you are my wife! You only need to see me!"

"What do you think of me! Your plaything! Han Beichen, I don't want to see you!"

Yun Qingluo struggled to break free, and ran away crying.