After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

After finishing the nutritious dinner prepared by the nutritionist, Wen Yan went upstairs.

She opened her cell phone and checked the time. It was already half past eight in the evening and Ye Luohan had not returned yet.

Wen Yan was worried that Ye Luohan was going to look for that little internet celebrity again.

She kind of regretted going to Tang Yue's house for hotpot tonight.

If she didn't go to Tang Yue's house, she could go home with Brother Luo Han.

However, the hot pot made by Lu Nancheng is really unforgettable.

Thinking of the hotpot that he never quite enjoyed, Wen Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

She walked over to the dressing table, sat down, and took out several sets of expensive jewelry from the drawers.

These jewelries were given to her by Ma Yina and Ye Wanhao, and they are priceless.

She plans to pick out a set to wear to the cocktail party tomorrow night.

But she thought of the dress Ye Luohan said had been sent home.

She wants to see what the dress looks like and how to match it with jewelry.

But she didn't see the dress.

Just then, there was the sound of a car outside.

She walked to the balcony and saw that it was Ye Luohan who had returned.

She was about to go downstairs to greet Ye Luohan when she heard footsteps on the stairs.

She could already hear the footsteps of Brother Luo Han.

She stood at the door waiting, and Ye Luohan came up.

She went up to him and hugged Ye Luohan's arm like a dog, "You're back. Have you had dinner?"

Ye Luohan didn't look away and responded indifferently, "Yeah."

Wen Yan still smiled and followed Ye Luohan's footsteps.

After entering the house, Ye Luohan took off his coat. Wen Yan reached out to take it, but Ye Luohan threw the coat on the sofa.

Wen Yan's hand stayed in the air for half a second, then she put it down. But she was not embarrassed, and asked Ye Luohan with a smile, "What did you eat? Who did you eat with?"

Ye Luo threw a cold look at him, "What?"

"I don't mean to control you, I just ask..."

Before Wen Yan finished explaining, Ye Luohan interrupted her and said, "Don't be so casual."

"..." Wen Yan was a little confused. Did he mean the same thing as she did?

"Hehehe," Wen Yan smiled and continued to act like a dog licker, "Do you want to eat some fruit? Or drink something? I..."

Ye Luohan had already turned around and walked towards the bathroom. "If you want to eat, just eat. I'm not a three-year-old child who needs you to control my eating and drinking."

Wen Yan was not embarrassed by being interrupted, and continued to ask Ye Luohan with a smile, "You said you took the dress home, where did you put it? Why didn't I see it?"

Ye Luohan had already opened the bathroom door. "It doesn't fit. Take it to be altered."

In fact, it wasn’t that it didn’t fit, but the back was hollow, so he asked He Kun to fix it.

Wen Yan was about to say, how could she know it didn’t fit when she hadn’t even tried it on?

But Ye Luohan had already entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Wen Yan pouted at the bathroom door.

I finally waited until Ye Luohan came out of the shower.

Wen Yan ran over again and took the towel from Ye Luohan's hand to wipe Ye Luohan's hair.

Ye Luohan was too tall and she couldn't reach him.

She said, "You sit over here, I can't reach you."

She led Ye Luohan to the dressing table.

Ye Luohan was obedient this time and sat in front of the dressing table.

He caught sight of the dazzling jewelry on the dressing table.

He thought of Wen Yan’s circle of friends where he would post even when he farted.

“Are you going to take it out to dry in the sun?” Ye Luohan’s words were tinged with sarcasm.

Wen Yan helped Ye Luohan wipe his hair. "I took it out to match my dress. What color is my dress? Which one do you think would look good with it? You..."

"Blow it for me." Ye Luohan interrupted Wen Yan.

"Hmm? Blow? Blow what?" Wen Yan asked Ye Luohan with his little head tilted.

Ye Luohan glared at him coldly, "What are you talking about?"

"..." Wen Yan's back stiffened and she stood up straight, but she still didn't know what to blow.

"You don't need to blow dry your hair since it's wet?"

Ye Luohan's tone was very serious.

Wen Yan looked at his short hair. It was almost dry, why was he still blowing it?

She said, "It's almost dry, no need to blow it."

"Your scalp is dry too?!"

Ye Luohan looked angry.

Wen Yan pursed her lips, remembering that Ye Luohan was uneducated. She wanted to teach Ye Luohan that when the hair is dry, the scalp is also dry.

But seeing Ye Luohan's angry look, she felt that Ye Luohan had to blow it.

This stubborn man is still so stubborn in prison? Will the prison guards indulge him like this?

"I'll get the hair dryer."

Wen Yan turned around and jogged off.

She was afraid that if she ran too slowly, Ye Luohan’s scalp would dry out completely.

Ye Luohan watched Wen Yan jogging along, took a look at Wen Yan's back, and said a few more words to him, and his scalp was dry!

The last time Wen Yan blow-dried his hair, he still remembers the warm feeling.

He wanted Wen Yan to blow his hair every day.

Wen Yan brought the hair dryer and to be honest, the hair was dry.

Alas! Wen Yan sighed inwardly, and while blowing Ye Luohan's hair, he said in his heart: What's the point of blowing like this?

After blowing a few times, Wen Yan really felt that he was deceiving Ye Luohan.

She stopped the hair dryer and said to Ye Luohan, "My hair is dry."

Ye Luohan was enjoying it when the hair dryer stopped.

Wen Yan felt that Ye Luohan was still angry, so he tried to find a conversation: "Your hair is a little long, where do you usually get your hair cut?"

Ye Luohan didn't answer.

Wen Yan guessed that Ye Luohan might have been angry with someone outside today?

She wanted to give her brother some comfort, so she put down the hair dryer, hugged Ye Luohan and said softly: "If you have anything that makes you unhappy, you can tell me, or you can use me as a punching bag and scold me."

Ye Luohan looked at Wen Yan and frowned slightly.

He said coldly, "Are you a trash can?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Ye Luohan had already gone to bed. Seeing Wen Yan still standing stupidly in front of the dressing table, he suddenly said to Wen Yan, "What are you waiting for?"

Wen Yan hurried to bed.

Ye Luohan wanted to feed her ham again.

Wen Yan has become accustomed to it.

At least he had washed today. She was willing and happy to serve Brother Luohan.