Elite Wife Full Fire

"I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back. I brought the room card." Yang Yunyun's clothes were covered with water stains, but she couldn't care less.

"Then sister Yun, come back quickly!" Qi Meng shouted.

"Understood." Then there was a sound of closing the door.

Taking the elevator all the way downstairs, passing through the lobby of the hotel and rushing to the door, Yang Yunyun knew that she must be very embarrassed now.

Some people gathered at the door, and Yang Yunyun slowly slowed down her pace. She saw Yan Muhan standing by the car holding a large bouquet of roses, and there were always people taking pictures beside him. No public figure hates being photographed as much as he does.But now he is standing there, completely ignoring the surrounding situation.

The emotion in Yang Yunyun's heart kept popping up. She knew that Yan Muhan didn't know much about romance and wasn't used to being paid attention to like this, but she was willing to do these things for her. The last time she saw such a rose was when she was proposing .

"There are so many people here, aren't you afraid of being photographed?" Yang Yunyun finally walked in front of him and said in a low voice.Her words were plain, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

"Why is your hair so wet? What do you do if you have a cold?" Yan Muhan was concerned and wanted to step forward to hug her in his arms, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by this big bouquet of roses, which made him feel extremely intrusive.

"I won't catch a cold, let's not stand here yet, don't you like people taking pictures of you the most?" Yang Yunyun watched his movements, couldn't help smiling, and was about to drag him away as she spoke.

Yan Muhan didn't leave, and handed the rose he was holding to her, staring at her affectionately, and said seriously: "Forgive me, I can't think of a better way, I can only ask in person. Your pardon."

Some people nearby were not aware of the situation, thought it was a marriage proposal, and said loudly: "Marry him! Marry him! Marry him!"

Another person said: "That's Yang Yunyun! She's married a long time ago, and this person is her husband. Does your family only have access to the Internet?"

As soon as these words came out, there were envious voices one after another in an instant.

"Her husband is so handsome! He's even more handsome than those in financial magazines!"

"Did this woman save the galaxy in her previous life?"

Yang Yunyun was amused by these voices, Yan Muhan ignored those voices, and walked directly to the hotel by hugging her: "If you don't blow your hair, you will really catch a cold."

"Your car is still at the door." Yang Yunyun wanted to turn around to look, but was hugged back by Yan Muhan, he said: "Gu Yao is inside, he will drive the car away."

Yang Yunyun saw a large bouquet of roses in her hand, and suddenly smiled: "Yan Muhan, you don't have to do this, I'm not angry, so I can't talk about forgiveness or not."

"I know." Yan Muhan glanced down at her, and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

He took out his ID and said to the front desk: "A suite."

The girl at the front desk looked back and forth between the two of them, with an envious smile on her face, and opened the room for them. It was only then that Yang Yunyun realized that the two of them had a room.

"Aren't you going back tonight?" Yang Yunyun asked.

Yan Muhan hugged her and walked towards the elevator, with a smile on his lips, he asked back: "How can I go back tonight?" After speaking, he pressed the floor.

Yang Yunyun glanced at him with a smile, and asked, "Did Gu Yao give you an idea? Can you remember to send me flowers?"

Yan Muhan hugged her tighter, and said in a low voice, "Why can't I remember to give you flowers? I can give you anything you want, let alone a bouquet of flowers? Don't tell me I'm not as good as you in your eyes?" Gu Yao?"

Yang Yunyun blushed because of him, she hurriedly said: "The camera is watching!"

At this time, Gu Yao sneezed loudly on the way back. It was strange that the weather was not cold and the car windows were closed. How could he sneeze properly?

But the scene just now was so beautiful. You must know that he felt the cold snap back when he stayed with his president these few days. For example, after a certain noon, after the president and his wife had a meal, his state immediately changed.

Originally, he could occasionally joke with the president, but he didn't even dare to say anything after that. Based on his understanding of his president over the years, he must have had a fight with his wife, but he didn't have the courage to ask what the reason was. .

Until one day, Yan Muhan said to him: "If you want someone to forgive you, give her roses, can you apologize in person?"

Gu Yao was sorting out the documents, when he heard this, he looked around first, and then asked tentatively: "President, are you talking to me?"

Isn't the president of his family looking at the stock on the computer?Why would you ask this question?

Yan Muhan raised his eyes to look at him, his voice and eyes were cold, and he said, "Otherwise?"

Gu Yao immediately reacted and said: "President, this method is feasible. There is no girl who doesn't like roses, even if she is allergic to pollen. President, you have to hurry up and apologize as soon as possible."

Yan Muhan glanced at him lightly, and then ignored him, as if he was thinking about how to implement this method.

After that, the president took him to pick the roses himself, and then the scene just happened.

Yang Yunyun and Yan Muhan entered the hotel room, Yang Yunyun put the rose away, Yan Muhan found out the hair dryer, pulled her over and dried her hair carefully.

The hair dryer made very little noise. Yang Yunyun enjoyed this comfortable service and asked, "Why did you think of coming to see me today? What did you do?" Of course, the purpose of saying this was to tease him.

"Wait for you to calm down." Yang Yunyun's jet-black hair passed through Yan Muhan's knuckle-boned hands, looking strangely beautiful.

"I said I'm not angry, just a little depressed." Yang Yunyun explained.

"It's my fault, you are right to be angry."

Yang Yunyun smiled, a person suddenly flashed in her mind, she said: "Qimeng is still waiting for me in the room! I have to go back!" She was about to get up.

Yan Muhan estimated that when he saw Qimeng in the future, the degree of dislike would rise to another level.

He held Yang Yunyun down, leaned slightly, and asked in disbelief, "Are you going to accompany her?"

Yang Yunyun touched his face and said, "I'll tell her that I won't go back tonight, otherwise I'm afraid she'll worry about me, and I don't have my phone, so I have to get it."

Yan Muhan thought for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you after drying your hair, is that okay?"

Yang Yunyun laughed and said, "Your tone is so undeniable, can I just say something?"

After blowing their hair, the two went up a few more floors. Yan Muhan was waiting at the door, but voices could be heard inside.

"Sister Yun! You're finally back without your phone! You scared me to death."

"I'm sorry, Qimeng, my husband is here, you can sleep alone tonight, you won't be afraid if you sleep with the light on."

"Ah~ where is your husband? Do you have to sleep with him?"

"He's outside the door."

"Bye bye, sister Yun, I'm asleep."

After Yan Muhan heard it, he couldn't help laughing.