A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

[Ciye welded the iron mesh himself. How could he not know how to use the iron mesh to bake sweet potatoes? ! How could he not bake sweet potatoes? 】

Other barrages: [Blind Sheng, you discovered Hua Dian! 】

[Yes, I know how to bake as a high school student. I just put it on the Internet and turn it over under the fire. What's so difficult about it? 】

[There is only one possibility, Ci Ye just wants to eat Sister Wei’s roast. 】

[Can’t Sister Wei bake it deliciously? 】

Completely Feng Kuangye shouted: [No, there is another possibility! Zhou Ciyan deliberately used this as a condition. In fact, he wanted to take the initiative to tell Cheng Jianwei about Sister Li. On the surface, Cheng Jianwei thought he had successfully bribed Zhou Ciyan and succumbed to the delicious food. In fact, everything was Ciye's trick to catch his wife! Farewell kswl! ! ! 】

Completely Feng Kuangye looked at the screen with a smile that saw everything through.

Someone from the Fengmian fan group once again sent him a private message: [Crazy teacher, does your six-year-old cousin still know how to take CP? 】

The barrage was also taunting him: [Hey, is your cousin here again? Why did you start taking advantage of Cheng Jianwei’s CP again? Didn’t you say that Wei Mian is the real thing? 】

[Totally mad, you must have eaten too much organic fertilizer. 】

[Completely shut down Kuangye and he’s still pretty good at it when he starts taking CP. 】

Completely blocked Kuangye’s reply: [Let’s show off, stop pretending, what kind of cousin, I am my cousin, my cousin is me! We are all real, and the farewell is also real! 】

[Completely Crazy. You are finally completely crazy, right? 】

The comments were all about CP in a joking tone, and not many people cared about completely blocking Kuangye's sincere remarks.

After all, Cheng Jianwei's cooking skills are obvious to everyone, so it is reasonable for Zhou Ciyan to want to eat her baked goods.

After Cheng Jianwei told him to "turn it over every few minutes", he sat on the chair on the observation deck.

Her voice was much softer than usual.

Drowsiness came over her, and she felt like she couldn't open her eyes before she even had time to think that there wasn't her own little pillow here.

Normally she would be sleepy, but she would persevere until she returned to her room.

But this time it may be that the chocolate on Zhou Ciyan smells very good, the gardenia aroma from the observation deck also smells very good, and the smoke from roasted sweet potatoes all smells very good...

Zhou Ciyan sat on a pony and was roasting sweet potatoes, his long legs having nowhere to rest.

He turned the sweet potatoes over from time to time and whispered: "Jianwei, are you really not going to eat it?"

Not hearing her response, Zhou Ciyan raised his head and was stunned.

Cheng Jianwei, who was lying on the wicker chair, had closed his eyes and restrained the bright colors in the day. His beautiful eyebrows were gently stretched, and his posture revealed tranquility and tranquility.

Even the evening breeze was particularly partial to her, carrying the fragrant fragrance of gardenia and gently kissing her cheek with her hair.

She was wearing a casual beige woolen sweater and sank into a dark brown wicker chair, like the bright moonlight falling into the world, forming a strong contrast.

Zhou Ciyan stared at her, his dark eyes a little darker.

His breathing was heavy, and his hands curled up uncontrollably. He wanted to touch her eyebrows, but he restrained himself from lowering his eyes and turned the sweet potato over.

God knows how hard he tried to control his expression so that he didn't look weird.

If anyone could see Zhou Ciyan's lowered eyes, they could see the hot and restrained love in his eyes.

He breathed a sigh of relief and moved the brazier for roasting sweet potatoes further away to prevent Cheng Jianwei from smelling the pungent smell of fireworks.

On a quiet autumn night, the sound of burning wood was long, the wind was gentle, and accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, Zhou Ciyan watched over his moon.

After a long time, the sweet potatoes were finally roasted. Zhou Ciyan put out the fire, looked at the time, walked up to Cheng Jianwei, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Jian Wei."

Once Cheng Jianwei falls asleep, it is difficult to wake up.

He thought for a moment, even though he was recording a variety show, what happened to him hugging his wife? Reasonable and legal.

So, Zhou Ciyan bent down and picked Cheng Jianwei up from the wicker chair.

Barrage: [Fuck! Is the CP I drank real? ! ! 】

[Hiss... It's so late at night, am I worthy of seeing this? 】

[As I get older, I get so excited when I see a princess hugging me that my blood boils. If it were before, I would have asked them to give me a lot of sex on the spot. 】

[I won’t tell who raised the aunt’s smile on her lips. 】

[No way, no way, it won’t be like this anymore. There will be some anti-fans saying that Zhou Ciyan is just an old man, right? 】

Zhou Ciyan couldn't control the corners of his lips anymore and raised them directly, letting out a sigh in his heart.

He finally... hugged his little moon again.

Cheng Jianwei has a tall and slender figure. She runs and jumps every day, but it doesn't weigh much when she is picked up. Through the soft material, he seems to have touched her flexible waist.

Hehe, my wife doesn’t have abdominal muscles, right? Zhou Ciyan tried hard to stop herself from drooling, and the palms placed on her waist became hot.

She was smelling of gardenias and the pleasant scent of orchids.

Zhou Ciyan almost said "hehe".

Cheng Jianwei finally opened his eyes in a daze and saw the man's familiar profile. He didn't realize where he was for a moment, and his voice was a little hoarse: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Ciyan calmly pressed her head to his chest, covering his rolling Adam's apple: "It's okay, Miss Cheng, please continue to sleep."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou... you are as warm-hearted as the people say on the Internet." Cheng Jian nodded slightly, and the next second, he fell asleep again with his pounding heartbeat.

Zhou Ci derived a handsome and impeccable jade face, which made her think that he was a god sitting high in the shrine, holy and dignified, aloof from the world, and a good man with a gentle heart and noble character.

Therefore, she could feel particularly at ease in his arms.

possible……

The business enemies who were defeated by Zhou Ciyan in the business world, or the uncles from the Zhou family who were kept submissive by him, don't think so.

Barrage: [Gudao Rechang may be late, but he will never be absent. 】

[The god damn ancient road is hot and cold, Cheng Jianwei, you can learn from Fu Ran. 】

Fans of Fu Ran: [What does it have to do with Brother Ran? Can you please not bring my brother to the scene? 】

[Yes, if Ranzi had seen this scene, he would have been biting his handkerchief and crying in bed in the middle of the night. 】

[Cheng Jianwei, you are only twenty-four years old. How can you sleep at such a young age? 】

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, obviously we called each other by our real names before, why did we start calling each other Miss Cheng and Mr. Zhou again? You taste it, you taste it carefully. 】

Zhou Ciyan lowered his head and stared at the girl in his arms. His ears gradually turned red and the corners of his lips couldn't be pressed down.

Her breathing was steady and long, and her warm breath fell on his chest, lingering in his heart like a warm wind entwined with desire and mortal world.

Zhou Ciyan felt that his heart was about to explode.