President Husband, it's too sweet

"You said it yourself." Wen Yan frowned and looked at Rong Yang, "Rong Yang, if you really like me and want to have a good start with me, can you, don't do PR 7?" Rong Yang saw that Wen Yan's expression was still a little bit Seriously, he never said he was a publicist.

"When did I say that?"

Wen Yan was a little angry when he recalled this incident, "Don't you remember that you charged me for the night?"

Later, he deliberately called and asked him for 40 yuan.

"Oh." Rong Yang looked at Wen Yan and seemed to be sulking, "Okay, then I don't want the 40, okay?"

Wen Yan raised his head and looked at Rong Yang in surprise, "Really?"

Doesn't he need to pay back the debt? Is 40 written off?

Seeing Wen Yan's surprised look, Rong Yang raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly: "Really, I will serve you for free in the future, how about it?"

"Free service one by one" Wen Yan blushed, of course he knew what Rong Yang meant by service.

However, Wen Yan didn't want to regard the matter between himself and Rong Yang as just a transaction.

"Rong Yang, can you one by one?" Seeing that Wen Yan hesitated to speak, Rong Yang seemed to have something to say, "Huh?"

"Rong Yang, it's not a deal between us, is it?"

"Can you, in the future, stop making deals with others, and live a good life with me?"

Although he has no money, he will work hard for their common future.

"Rong Yang, can you?"

Rong Yang looked at Wen Yan's hands tightly gripping the car seat cushion, with a very nervous expression on his face, and felt a little funny.

The little thing looked at him with two eyes, as if waiting for his answer.

"Well, I promise you."

Rong Yang's voice faintly resounded in the carriage, and Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"In the future, I will work hard, believe me, Rong Yang!"

Come on, fight hard, Wen Yan, you can do it!

In the rearview mirror of the car, Rong Yang saw Wen Yan's secondary school look, as if he had already made up his mind to earn money to support his family.

—Although Rong Yang, who has always held the power of life and death on the outside, finds it a little funny, his heart is warm.

The corners of his beautiful lips rose slightly, and his thin lips moved slightly, protruding a few words: "Okay, you will support me in the future."

Hearing Rong Yang's words, Wen Yan blushed, the future - their future - did Rong Yang entrust his future to him?

Is this a different kind of confession?

Wen Yan blushed, looked at Rong Yang's beautiful side face, "Rong Yang, can I call you A Yang?"

Rong Yang curled his lips into a smile, "Of course, you can also call me husband."

old-husband?Wen Yan bit his lip, he couldn't call out such a shy title.

Rong Yang noticed Wen Yan's shy expression, "Don't you want to call me husband?"

"No, it's not." Wen Yan shook his head.

Seeing that Wen Yan couldn't speak, Rong Yang was not in a hurry, "Don't call now, it won't be too late when you get to bed later."

"Oh." Wen Yan blushed, and was yelling on the bed later—this sounded really—a bit obscene.

However, Wen Yan doesn't dislike Rong Yang's obscenity towards him.

"Gulu__" At this time, a discordant voice came from Wen Yan's stomach, breaking the originally somewhat harmonious atmosphere.

Wen Yan rubbed his stomach, his stomach was a bit empty, he didn't eat much at noon, and now he was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back.

"hungry?"

"Ah."

"What to eat?"

"Huh?" Wen Yan scratched his head, "Anything is fine."

He is not picky eater on weekdays, just eat whatever he wants.

Rong Yang drove the car home.

The place with the big villa with garden pool.

At night, the lights of the swimming pool are on, and the water is sparkling, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

Wen Yan passed by the swimming pool, ever since he knew it was given to him by Rong Yang's client, Wen Yan couldn't like this place.

Although he had been here last time, Wen Yan was in a hurry to run away last time, so he just took a rough glance.

Wen Yan stared sourly at this rustic European-style villa with an extremely luxurious decoration style but not at all, feeling sour in his heart.

Rong Yang walked in front and saw Wen Yan looking around when he turned his head, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Ok?"

"Hungry." Wen Yan nodded.

"Go quickly if you're hungry."

Rong Yang pressed the fingerprint lock, and the door opened, "Wait for me on the sofa for a while."

Rong Yang took off his coat and put it on the sofa.

"Huh? Rong Yang, what are you going to do?" Wen Yan watched curiously as Rong Yang entered the kitchen.

"You know how to cook?" Wen Yan was a little surprised.

"Yeah." In the early years, when Rong Yang went abroad, he always cooked by himself.

So his cooking skills are not bad.

Looking at Wen Yan's shocked expression, Rong Yang reminded: "Didn't you eat the breakfast I made last time? How does it taste?"

"Did you make it yourself last time?" Wen Yan also thought that it was the breakfast that Rong Yang bought outside, and it tasted great.

It's just that the amount is a bit small. After Wen Yan finished eating, he was hungry when he went back.

However, Wen Yan thought that Rong Yang's hands were so beautiful, he must be a person who didn't touch Yang Chunshui, but he didn't expect that Rong Yang could cook.

Rong Yang rolled up his sleeves and stood in the kitchen.

Wen Yan looked at Rong Yang's cooking posture, quite skillful.

After a while, Rong Yang brought out two steaks and served them with red wine.

Turned off the lights and lit candles.

Wen Yan didn't expect Rong Yang to be quite interesting. Although he had never eaten like this with others, being with Rong Yang gave him a special feeling.

When Rong Yang ate, his movements were very graceful, and he never made any loud noises.

But Wen Yan was a bit miserable. He seldom ate such western food. Although he had eaten it a few times, he didn't like it very much, so the posture of holding the knife and fork was a little twisted.

Thinking that this was a dinner made by Rong Yang himself, Wen Yan still tried his best to use the knife and fork in his hand, cut a piece of meat hard, and imitated Rong Yang's elegant posture and put it into his mouth.

The taste is very good, the aroma of the black pepper steak is cut in the mouth, maybe Rong Yang considered Wen Yan's feelings, and didn't make the steak too raw, Wen Yan felt pretty good after eating it.

So continue to work hard to cut the second piece.

Seeing that he was struggling to eat, Rong Yang used the knife clumsily, "Have you never eaten Western food before?"

"Ate once or twice."

"How do you like the taste?" Rong Yang looked at Wen Yan with anticipation in his long and narrow eyes.

Wen Yan nodded, "Very good."

Wen Yan used a lot of strength to cut off a piece of beef, but the strength was too strong and it was ejected.

Wen Yan was a little embarrassed.

"Let me do it." Rong Yang took Wen Yan's plate, and then took a knife to cut Wen Yan into small pieces of even size.

"Eat."

Wen Yan blushed a little, did Rong Yang see his embarrassment?They also cut him into small pieces, Rong Yang is really a gentle and considerate person.

In the middle of the night, Wen Yan thought the same way in bed.

In the morning, Wen Yan got out of Rong Yang's car calmly, and he deliberately walked away from Rong Yang.

Wen Yan didn't want others to see him and Rong Yang together, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

When we arrived at the playground for training, everyone stood in line ahead of time, waiting for the instructors to arrive.

Rong Yang walked over in a bright military uniform, with a serious expression on his face, and severely corrected the incorrect standing posture of several people.

At some point, Rong Yang walked up behind Wen Yan, and when Wen Yan felt the hands that lingered on him last night holding his waist through his clothes, Wen Yan still couldn't help but shudder.

Wen Yan bit his lip, Rong Yang's steady voice sounded in Wen Yan's ear, "Stand up."

Wen Yan blushed instantly.

The sun was getting brighter gradually, Rong Yang saw that the training was almost done, so he blew the whistle to let everyone take a rest.

Wen Yan was a little thirsty, so he went to the supermarket to buy water.

When he came back, he brought two bottles of water, and while not many people were paying attention, Wen Yan secretly handed a bottle of water to Rong Yang.

Rong Yang took the water, "Tired?"

"Fortunately."

"Did I do well yesterday?"

When Wen Yan heard these words, he didn't spit out the mouthful of water that he almost drank.

Wen Yan turned back with a blushing face, and saw that Rong Yang was serious, with no trace of frivolity on that pretty face, looking away, drinking water.

With Rong Yang's calm appearance, Wen Yan almost suspected that what he just said was an auditory hallucination.

"Why don't you answer me?"

Rong Yang's long and narrow eyes fell on Wen Yan's face.

It turned out that it was really not my fault, Wen Yan nodded slightly.

"It is okay."

Rong Yang was small-minded, and remembered that the little white rabbit said that he was poor in skills, and used the excuse of poor skills to reduce the overnight fee.

Rong Yang stood up and straightened Wen Yan's collar. He lowered his head and asked, "How good is it? Is it okay to be barely?"

Wen Yan blushed, did he have to answer in such detail?

In fact, last night, Rong Yang was very gentle to him, and it didn't hurt at all.

Just when Wen Yan was thinking about what happened last night, he suddenly heard Rong Yang's deep voice coming from above, "Did you have a good time last night?"

Wen Yan's face instantly turned red, how could Rong Yang say such obscene things in this kind of place?

When he looked up at Rong Yang, Rong Yang had a serious expression on his face. This expression gave Wen Yan an illusion, as if what Rong Yang asked just now was not such a dirty word, but an ordinary conversation between the instructor and the students.

"answer me."

Wen Yan blushed and nodded, "Yes."

At this time, several girls in the class came over to ask Rong Yang questions and pushed Wen Yan away.

Wen Yan sat aside, thinking about going there later.

At this time, a person sat down beside him.

"I didn't expect you to be quite seductive." Xu Chengcheng's voice came from the side.

Wen Yan frowned, "What do you mean?"

Xu Chengcheng replied strangely: "What do I mean?"

He smiled and said: "I hooked up with the instructor in one day, did he let you straighten your collar just now? We all saw it.