The boss of the empire was blown up by me

After he finished speaking, he rushed out and slammed the door heavily.

An Xiaoqi was stunned for a long time before realizing belatedly that Zhan Xijue was lying to her.

There was an indescribable feeling, like a sudden breath of relief, but it was obviously a little dull.

There is no better.

Thinking like this, she relaxed her mind and body, and fell asleep quickly.

He slept a little deeply, and when he was awakened by the sound of firecrackers again, it was already evening.

The sun is setting outside the window.

The orange-red glow in the sky transforms the entire Wangshuiju into a beautiful Phnom Penh. The sound of firecrackers should be the residents living near Wangshuiju, and it is endless.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, An Xiaoqi looked at the window grilles pasted on the glass windows, and felt a faint sense of the New Year.

She was out of focus for a while and got up.

After taking a simple shower, he went to the cloakroom to pick out a bright red coat and put it on.

Red coat, white knee-high boots, no makeup, just rubbing the most popular tomato red on the lips, just a little dressing up, the whole person is very charming, and there is a touch of sacredness in this charming style Inviolable and clean.

Therefore, when Zhan Xijue saw her appearing in the living room downstairs, he was visually shocked for two or three seconds.

He always knew that An Xiaoqi was very beautiful.

Her beauty is not like Wen Shuning's glamorous beauty, nor is she like Wen Shihao's preemptive cuteness, nor is she like Mo Nian's noble and elegant.

She is just beautiful and comfortable, the facial features are perfect when separated one by one, and perfect when combined together, she is the ideal type that many oriental men want to care for.

What's more, from Zhan Xijue's point of view, because he took advantage of An Xiaoqi last night by taking advantage of others, An Xiaoqi also threw a lot of face at him because of this morning, and in order to make him unhappy, she ran to Yan Xijing disturbed the discord between their brothers...

Well, it's a relationship in the Cold War, but she wore the bright red color she hated the most when she was drunk last night.

Zhan Xijue narrowed his eyes, looked at the little woman who had walked down the steps and came to him, "You don't like red?"

Because he felt that he didn't like red, he asked his servants to remove all the red carpets and sofa covers in the living room, leaving only a few old-fashioned window grilles on the glass windows.

An Xiaoqi couldn't remember what she said when she was drunk last night, she just answered irrelevant questions: "Isn't it Chinese New Year, you always have to dress festively to have a good taste."

After An Xiaoqi finished speaking, she found that Mama Lin, Uncle Fu and other servants were not there, so she frowned and asked, "Why are there only us, Mama Lin and Uncle Fu?"

"on vacation."

An Xiaoqi: "Then who cooks? It's just you and me, isn't it very deserted?"

An Xiaoqi felt that it would be better to have a lively New Year's Eve, as people who don't have any emotional foundation would get bored seeing each other.

"With you, it's enough to make a fuss. What do you want those people to do?"

When Zhan Xijue said this, he stretched out his arms and pulled An Xiaoqi into his arms, causing her to fall on his lap,
"I'll make New Year's Eve dinner. What do you want to eat?"

An Xiaoqi let him kiss her cheeks, not only didn't resist his intimacy, but also seriously said a few of her favorite Shunan dishes.

Shunan cuisine has a strong taste, the kind that is spicy and fragrant.

Zhan Xijue thought about it, and after agreeing, he put his forehead against her cheek, and asked softly, "Why are you so obedient?"

"Tired." Well, it's mainly because I'm tired and don't want to bother.

Zhan Xijue's eyes darkened for a while, looking at her alluring lips, "Wear lipstick? Dressed up for me?"

An Xiaoqi: "Thinking about beauty, a woman looks like someone who pleases herself."

She was neither loud nor noisy, which made Zhan Xijue extremely gentle in his heart, so whether it was the way he spoke or his attitude, he gave people a very pampering and affectionate feeling.

At least, An Xiaoqi had a deep feeling that the man in front of him was really pampering her from the bottom of his heart.

If he hadn't said those nasty things in the morning, or if he hadn't seen that photo album...

She thought that she should be so attracted to him a little bit.

Zhan Xijue was in a good mood, he lowered his head and played with her hands, looking at her bare fingers and wrists, he always felt that something was missing.

So he asked, "Do you like jade ornaments?" Otherwise, Xia Huaishang wouldn't have given her the jade safety buckle pendant so schemingly.

Compared with dazzling diamond jewelry and other accessories, An Xiaoqi prefers jade jewelry.

She nodded: "I like it very much. Grandma Shi said that jade is spiritual, and it can bless people's luck after wearing it for a long time."

Zhan Xijue squeezed her hand and felt that it felt good, so he lowered his head and looked at it for a while.

The first time he felt that the little girl's hands were beautiful was when she was scalded by boiling water in the old castle manor. Now that he was playing with them in the palm of his hand, he couldn't put it down even more.

He picked up An Xiaoqi's hand and brought it to his lips to kiss, "A New Year's gift, besides not wanting to watch the New Year with me, what do you want?"

An Xiaoqi tilted her head and looked at him with a smile: "Whatever you want, can you get it?"

"As long as it's not too much, it should be fine."

An Xiaoqi: "Then I want to celebrate the New Year with Youhuang, the flying emperor's capital, with my uncles."

Zhan Xijue clasped his fingers and tapped her on the head: "This won't work."

An Xiaoqi was just talking casually, and murmured lightly, "Then I'm hungry, you can cook."

After Zhan Xijue said yes, he went to the kitchen.

An Xiaoqi nestled on the sofa, listening to the variety show full of New Year's flavor on the TV, while replying text messages to her relatives and friends, and of course, she would call to contact her friends if she had a good relationship.

After finishing the phone call with An Jifeng and confirming that he would not be able to return to An's house until tomorrow morning, he ended her social interaction.

Just after putting the phone down, a text message popped up in the phone window.

Well, Shangguanrou's trumpet, I don't know how many text messages Shangguanrou has provoked her these days.

Probably because I feel bored, so I want to do something that makes others feel interesting.

So, she clicked on the text message.

Well, compared to Shangguanrou's previous post that she was going to be engaged to Zhan Xijue, the provocative meaning of posting this rose soul is more obvious.

Tsk, Zhan Zhan really made the best use of the billion-dollar soul of the rose, and the same ring was given to three women successively.

Really, I was disgusted.

An Xiaoqi took her mobile phone and went to the kitchen.

There was a handsome man who was cutting potato shreds in an orderly manner on the chopping board. Seeing her appearing behind him, he subconsciously looked at her, without slowing down his movements, and said in a low voice:

"The oily smoke is heavy, go outside and wait."

In fact, where is there any oily smoke.

Zhan Zong's kitchen is equipped with top-notch configurations, and there will only be the scent of dishes in the world.

An Xiaoqi moved her face close to him.

The noisy Zhan Xijue only wanted to kiss her, so he also stopped what he was doing, lifted her cheeks, and wanted to bow down and kiss her.

Then, An Xiaoqi raised her phone to take a picture of a man kissing her side face, and then sent it to Shangguan Rou.

After she finished posting, she said to Xi Jue very seriously:

"Mr. Zhan, under your prestige, I can reluctantly agree to fall in love with you. After all, the benefits of falling in love with Mr. Zhan must be more than I sacrifice. It seems that I will not suffer. But the prerequisite is that I I don't want to be a shameful third party, so..."