Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

She moved her mouth, and finally, between making him remember this lesson or feeling the pain, she decisively chose the former:

"Can you change it to a similar one? The best white one, spotless."

If she doesn't enjoy the good things, she is stupid.

Although she hadn't felt anything special before, when she thought about the million-dollar bed, she felt it must be comfortable.

Afraid that he would be reluctant to go out for a final walk and then come back to fool her, Yu Qingluo felt that at least the mattress must be replaced. She remembered the blue and white pattern.

She felt uncomfortable no matter how many times she changed the sheets after the woman touched her.

"it is good."

Seeing her melancholy look of reluctance to leave but unable to let go, Yin Liting wanted to laugh:

"It will only get better, not worse."

"Hmm~"

Happy, Yu Qingluo pulled his collar again:

"Then please help me change the table too!"

She secretly stuck out her tongue, still a little embarrassed:

She made the desk herself for two hundred yuan, and it's not even made of solid wood. It really lowers the grade of the house.

Turning back to take a look, Yin Liting thought that she also disliked being touched, so he didn't think much about it:

"it is good."

"So what should we do tonight?"

After looking at the bed again, Yu Qingluo still didn't want to give in. He pointed at the door and was about to say "Wait until he has changed the bed and then come back", but someone grabbed his wrist:

"Let's move out."

There was a single bed in the study for temporary rest, which was barely enough for one person to sleep on. He didn't want to be separated from her. Although it was a little late, it was still convenient to find a hotel.

Turning around to get a change of clothes, Yin Liting even took out a large T-shirt to prepare for her as pajamas.

Is he going too?

Man.

He really doesn't mind the trouble at this late hour.

Finally, around twelve o'clock, the two packed up and went out. Passing by the living room, Yu Qingluo did not forget to stuff the bouquet of money and the stack of half a dollar bill that he had not used into his bag.

……

After getting in the car, Yin Liting selected a nearby three-star hotel and turned on the navigation. The car drove out of the community. Finally, Yu Qingluo couldn't help but change the address to her own apartment.

A thousand dollars is still money. Besides, how can a hotel be as comfortable as your own home?

They drove all the way to Sunshine Community. As soon as they entered the door, Yin Liting saw the familiar tablecloth, which was spread on the small dining table next to the refrigerator in the living room.

"This is where I'm staying temporarily. You can stay here for one night. The bathroom and toilet are inside."

While packing up and putting the cake into the refrigerator, Yu Qingluo gave him instructions.

The small apartment has two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom, with an actual usable area of ​​less than 60 square meters. In order to make it look larger, the living room and dining room are integrated and almost continuous. Apart from the shoe cabinet, storage cabinet, necessary air conditioner, TV, sofa and the like, there are no extra decorations.

There were a few women's clothes hanging on the balcony, and hydrangeas she had bought were placed there, the pink and blue colors were in full bloom at this time.

It was a small place, but she made it very cozy.

There is the familiar and longing smell of fireworks and the taste of home.

Looking around, Yin Liting was very satisfied with the clean atmosphere here. His fingertips unconsciously touched the tabletop, and the first thing he felt was the rough and scratchy feeling of the edge of the transparent PVC pad on the tablecloth where it had been obviously cut.

This table is more than half the size of the dining table in his home.

So even though the size is not suitable and it has to be cut, she still wants to use it?

"I'll just die~"

"what?"

After closing the refrigerator, Yu Qingluo looked at him in confusion. The next second, she was pressed against the refrigerator door:

"You didn't even leave me a tablecloth. Are you afraid that I might have any thoughts about you?"

"Cough cough~"

Yu Qingluo glanced to the side out of the corner of his eye and felt embarrassed:

"Well, I just like this pattern..."

"You're not still trying to tell me this is a coincidence or the same style?"

Pulling up her little hand, Yin Liting pressed on one corner. No matter how stupid Yu Qingluo was, she understood that one side of the gasket had a rounded edge, while the other side was obviously uneven.

Instantly, her face turned red:

Who made her buy a house and move in quickly? She lacks everything. But who could have thought that he, a young master who hardly ever goes home, would pay attention to these trivial details?

Could you give her some face?

Her long eyelashes trembled, and Yu Qingluo pulled his collar unconsciously and acted coquettishly:

"I didn't mean that..."

Please turn the page.

It was rare to see her in such a silly state. Under the light, the contrast with her formal dress and cool and elegant appearance gave her a unique kind of messy and seductive beauty. When he stroked her rosy cheek with his fingertips, Yin Liting suddenly realized that she was not actually that old.

Although she is still a flower, her dressing style is much more mature than her age.

Suddenly, his mind flashed back to her previous scenes of her being at ease and dominating the mahjong table. She was the best among a group of men, but a birthday song and a birthday cake could make her look envious and moved. Yin Liting suddenly felt a little sorry for her.

Who wants to wear armor and be strong when they can be a carefree child?

He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead and nose, then slowly moved down to her beautiful lips...

Yu Qingluo knew that this was inevitable since he came out with her, but she didn't expect that he would be so tormented in the middle of the night. In the end, she fell asleep.

The night here was hot and bright, and on the other side of the city, Pei Junchi stared at an unopened cake box. Zhu Nianqing held her mobile phone, her mind full of thoughts about what his last sentence meant.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

……

After that day, the two of them had an understanding of each other's bottom line, and their relationship had found a relatively accurate positioning. They could adapt to circumstances outside, and when they got home they were like husband and wife, intimate and close. Life seemed to have become better.

The sun rises at dawn, marking the beginning of another beautiful day.

Yu Qingluo walked into the office carrying breakfast, and found the room dead silent. All his colleagues were there.

"Good morning, Yan Zi, Sister Jing, aren't you on duty today?"

Why don’t you change your clothes and go downstairs?

Standing up straight, Yan Yan sighed:

"Good morning, Sister Yu. It's all cancelled. The manager is in a meeting. You don't have to go down today unless you're asked to."

Sitting down, Yu Qingluo turned on his computer, still a little puzzled:

"Isn't this good? You can be lazy and no one is watching you. You guys are lucky."

Zhong Xiaofang came over while rolling the wheelchair:

"I heard that there will be reforms. We may not have to go down to the market anymore. Except for customers at level three and above, those empty zombie accounts and retail investors in the hall may not be counted as our performance. Hey, it is said that products will be bundled. If we don't open an order for three months, I guess we will have to pack up and leave like the sales department."

No way?

That was the last thing she wanted to get involved in. If that happened, wouldn't she also be unemployed?

Seeing several people looking worried, Yu Qingluo was about to say something when her cell phone rang.