Substitute bride: the president loves so much

After meeting him, all the extravagant hopes seemed to be turned into reality.

Mu Qingxi's gaze finally shifted from the romantic dining table to Ye Jingheng.She couldn't help looking into Ye Jingheng's eyes.

And when she looked at him, she opened up. His amber eyes were also looking at her affectionately.

"You prepared all of these?" When people are moved, they tend to speak incoherently and without thinking.

At this time, Mu Qingxi was like this. She couldn't find any better words to express her mood at the moment, so she could only talk about it casually.

"Yeah." He replied.

"But aren't you in the company?" He works in the company, how can he have time to come back and prepare these?

Ye Jingheng still looked at Mu Qingxi, his eyes were like the starry sky on a clear summer night, so beautiful that one felt it was an illusion.

"It's more important to invite you to dinner, so I postponed the work arrangement in the afternoon." He paused, and then said: "Compared with you, everything is nothing worth mentioning."

Mu Qingxi's eye sockets were slightly moist, as if a layer of mist had slowly permeated.

From the day she met him, he moved her more than hurt her.

It seemed that he was always moving her, but she, indifferent, just accepted it without doing anything.

"Thank you..." She could only say these three words, thank you for giving me so much touch and romance.

Ye Jingheng reached out with his long arm and took her into his arms, "Fool, don't be so sensitive. Eat first."

Mu Qingxi smiled and nodded, wiping away the tears she was about to shed.

Ye Jingheng pulled out a chair for her gentlemanly and poured her a glass of red wine.

The steak was made by Ye Jingheng himself, because he was going to pick up Mu Qingxi, so these steaks were warmed up for him by the housekeeper, and then brought out a few minutes in advance.And these candles were arranged by him himself.

After the housekeeper cooked the dishes, he left the villa and returned home. Therefore, the villa was empty, only Ye Jingheng and Mu Qingxi.

The two talked and laughed, drinking and chatting.

I have to say that the steak made by Ye Jingheng is very delicious.The taste is very positive and a little special.

She has always known that Ye Jingheng's cooking skills are also very good, because many years ago, when she first came to Mushan City to study at university, Meng Yin took her here to live. On the first day here, she ate He cooked the first meal. At that time, he cooked a few home-cooked dishes, but they tasted very good. She remembered that at that time, she silently gave him some points in her heart.

At that time, she praised him in her heart. Not only was he handsome, he was rich, and he could cook!It was just perfect.

Ye Jingheng can cook, which is really rare.

At that time, what she thought was that she hoped that Meng Yin could live a good life with him.But I didn't expect that this blessing was useless at all. On the contrary, she became an exception. In the end, she walked with him.

After the meal, Ye Jingheng played a melodious tune.He came over, very gentleman.With elegant and noble movements, he said, "May I ask you to dance one? My beautiful Miss Mu."

Mu Qingxi's smile got deeper and bigger.

She nodded, then reached out and put her hand in his palm.

She and Ye Jingheng danced a beautiful dance in the spacious hall.The two cooperated perfectly.

The two are leaning against each other, and their movements are in place.