Save the White Lotus Project

Su Miao sat in Yan Hong's car, looking at Yan Hong with admiration.

Yan Hong was a little embarrassed and coughed.

"Brother, you helped me reverse the case, right?"

Yan Hong's hand holding the steering wheel moved a little uncomfortably, and nodded, "Being a star can't have a criminal record."

Su Miao smiled even sweeter, and almost rushed over to kiss him.

"Are you going back to live?"

"No, I have no other relatives besides you."

Yan Hong pursed his lips, nodded, and drove to the neighborhood where he lived.

Chongfu Community is a relatively expensive community in Yucheng. It is a bit far from the urban area, but it is not luxurious enough to satisfy local tyrants' desire to show off their wealth, so fewer people live here.

In fact, there is another reason, that is, this community is contracted by the contractor himself, and it is only sold to insiders, and ordinary people cannot buy it.

There are three-story small western-style buildings with a small garden in the community, and the distance between each household is very far. The privacy is very strong, but it seems too deserted.

Yan Hong's house is located in the southeast corner of the community. There are no flowers in the garden, just a piece of lawn. The wrought iron gate is slowly opened, and the car is parked on the other side of the walkway from the garden.

Su Miao looked up at the small building, and was very satisfied with the white and yellow color combination.

Seeing that Su Miao liked it, Yan Hong breathed a sigh of relief and led him in.

There is also an aunt in her 50s in the house. Yan Hong introduced her as Aunt Xu, who is in charge of cleaning.

Su Miao and Aunt Xu greeted each other politely, and followed Yan Hong to the second floor.

There are two bedrooms, a study, and a guest room on the second floor. Except for a huge reception room on the third floor, there is only one room with a piano, and the others are empty.

Su Miao touched the piano and asked with a smile, "Brother, can you still play the piano?"

Yan Hong shook his head, "I bought it for you."

Su Miao opened the piano cover and pressed the keys, looked up and said with a smile to Yan Hong, "Thank you."

Yan Hong signaled that you are welcome, and took him to the bedroom.

"You wash up first, and then we go to eat. What do you like to eat?"

"You've decided."

Yan Hong nodded and went out. Su Miao couldn't help laughing at the comfortable and warm decoration of the new bedroom, and went to the bathroom with her face covered.

There is a comfortable jacuzzi in the bathroom, and Su Miao is lying in the bathtub and giggling.

This house seems to be newly renovated, and it should be that Yan Hong lived in it after he was released from prison.

Su Miao wet her hair, resting her chin on one hand and drawing circles on the edge of the bathtub with the other hand, making a creaking rubbing sound, muttering: "Damn it, you can't bear to treat me so badly... ah Ahhh, so cute, I can't take it anymore, I really want to eat him now! Ahhh, no, no, Su Miao, you have to calm down, haste makes waste, calm down... You must be obedient, yes, obedient , become a star first and then make money... ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, hold back hold back..."

Su Miao was nervous in the bathroom alone, while Yan Hong was talking on the phone on the first floor.

"Yes, it's today, I'm going home...in a few days...well, he's fine...I'll leave that to you...well, just tomorrow...no, no, no, besides...of course you have to choose the best Yes, get the script first, and the director can look for it later... No need... Well, I'll ask him, that's it, hang up."

After taking a shower, Su Miao put on the new clothes prepared by Yan Hong, threw all the old clothes into the trash can, and bounced down.

Yan Hong looked at his flushed cheeks and got up to get a towel from the bathroom. Su Miao sat obediently and let him wipe her hair with her head up.

Su Miao has a small frame, a small face, and clear and cute eyes. She looks like an underage child, which makes Yan Hong unable to get angry.

"How many times have I told you? You'll catch a cold after drying your hair..."

"Oh."

Yan Hong touched the soft hair and thought, it can be longer, it must look beautiful, and it must be more comfortable to touch...

Yan Hongding had lunch at a restaurant in the city, which seemed to have just opened, and Su Miao had never been there.

After entering the box, the waiter began to serve the dishes, and the tables were filled in a short while.

Su Miao bit her chopsticks and looked at him, "Can we finish eating?"

Yan Hong served the soup calmly, "It can be packed."

Su Miao froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

In order to take care of Su Miao's stomach, the dishes Yan Hong ordered were all light and nutritious, and the taste was good. Even though Su Miao didn't have a big appetite, she ate a lot.

Su Miao couldn't eat any more, so she poked the mango bite by bite, and Yan Hong started to eat.

Su Miao knew about Yan Hong's appetite, but apparently he didn't see everything. When Su Miao finished eating a mango, there wasn't much left on the table.

Su Miao calculated the amount of food, thinking about how much she would need to cook to satisfy Yan Hong in the future.

The pre-dinner bill has been settled, and they left after sitting for a while.When I arrived at the lobby, I saw a local tyrant with a stomach of seven months holding a beautiful girl with a quarter of his waist around him, arguing at the reception desk, which was vaguely related to not being able to book a seat.

Su Miao roughly estimated the worth of the local tycoon, and the Ferrari car keys in his hand probably cost 800 million yuan, and there are not many mobile coffers in Yucheng that can wear 800 million yuan on his body.

Su Miao looked at the man next to her again, and couldn't help laughing out her little tiger teeth.

Yan Hong resisted the urge to touch his dimples, and asked calmly, "Why?"

Su Miao shook her head, "No, it's just that the man's stomach is too big, so funny."

Yan Hong nodded and said nothing. When he got into the car, he glanced at his waist and his fingers were about to move.

I haven't held him to sleep for three months, I don't know if I lost weight.

In the afternoon, Yan Hong took him to buy a bunch of new clothes, Su Miao still accepted it with a smile, and calculated how long it would take for Fang Feng to earn back these things according to Fang Feng's worth.After thinking about it, he must be more popular than Fang Feng in the future, so it is useless to compare Fang Feng!

Su Miao sighed, Yan Hong glanced at him and asked what was wrong.

"There's nothing you can do if your acting skills are good. Do I have to pretend to be a little bit when I go out in the future?" He said as if he was already an Oscar winner.

There was a smile in Yan Hong's eyes, and he nodded in agreement.

After returning home, Su Miao took a nap, and when she woke up at night, she saw Yan Hong cooking in the kitchen.

Yan Hong is tall, and the kitchen seems to have shrunk after such a stop.

Su Miao grabbed the door frame and asked, "Do you want me to help?"

Yan Hong took the time to look back, "No, you can watch TV."

"Oh." Su Miao replied, still watching him busy with interest.

Yan Hong didn't care about him, and skillfully stir-fried with one hand and poured the chopped tomatoes into the pot with the other.

Very handsome.

Su Miao was so dazed by the cuteness, she floated to the dining table and waited for the meal to be served, resting her chin on her hands and thinking about the future.

When Yan Hong came out with the dish, he saw a smirk on his face wandering away.

Yan Hong pursed his lips and lit the wax for himself.

So cute.

Too bad it's kind of silly.

Yan Hong's cooking skills are very good. Tomato scrambled eggs, green pepper and potato shreds, green vegetable shredded pork, seaweed egg drop soup, and a plate of assorted fried rice are the best home-cooked dishes.

Su Miao rubbed her stomach, and already had a premonition that within a year he would have the same waistline as that fat man.

Aunt Xu went to clean up the table and the kitchen, and Yan Hong took Su Miao to the community for a walk to digest food.

Su Miao rubbed her belly while walking, and said to Yan Hong seriously: "I think I have to exercise, otherwise I will become fat soon."

Yan Hong held his hand without letting go, and it was rare to put a smile on his face, "Well, after a while, I will take you to my gym."

Su Miao looked at him curiously, but didn't remember where there is a gym, "Go out?"

"No, it's at home, in the basement."

Su Miao's eyes lit up, "And the basement? It's in the house?"

Yan Hong chuckled, "Yes, I'll take you to have a look when you've finished eating."

Su Miao was eager to try it, and Yan Hong walked firmly for half an hour before taking him to see it.

The entrance to the basement is in a corner of the garden, where there is a small shed, and the basement under the shed is the basement, which requires a key to open.

The automatic sensor light was already on, and Su Miao turned around excitedly.

The basement is larger than the upper one, about [-] square meters, with basic fitness equipment, a sandbag and a small arena.Su Miao climbed up to the ring and took a look. It was only enough for a grown man to walk four steps. I don't know what it can be used for.

Yan Hong took off his jacket and moved his body. The muscles of his upper body were tangled. The chest muscles and abdominal muscles were especially good. Su Miao's saliva almost flowed out.

Su Miao also did some exercise and chose to ride a bicycle.Watching Yan Hong hit the sandbags while riding a bicycle, he became infatuated. He accidentally exercised with him for three hours, and when he got off the bicycle, he couldn't walk.

Yan Hong went upstairs with Su Miao on his back, and Su Miao babbled and took off her pants for him to massage.

After entering the bathroom, his legs were weak and he fell down in frustration, his body bent forward, and his palms clattered on the ground.

Su Miao wailed and called Yan Hong to come in.

Yan Hong was speechless at his posture for a long time, and it took him a long time to look away from his upturned buttocks and hug him up.

The wrist was dislocated, Yan Hong rubbed it twice to fix it, put the water in before going out.

Su Miao took a good soak in the bathtub for a while, and then talked to Yan Hong outside the door when she was bored.

Yan Hong answered absent-mindedly. Through the frosted glass, he seemed to be able to see the clean person lying in the water inside.

Yan Hong forced himself to look away but couldn't do it, and cast aside himself so badly.

Su Miao walked out wearing a bathrobe, leaning against the wall, and flung herself onto the bed with Yan Hong's support, face down and said indistinctly, "I don't want to move anymore..."

Yan Hong froze for a moment, turned him over, only to find that he was asleep.

With gentle eyes, Yan Hong gently brushed away the hair sticking to his face, leaned his body into the summer quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, put his head on his lap, and dried his hair.

Looking at this young and obedient face, Yan Hong felt sleepy too, took a shower, went to bed and hugged Su Miao to sleep.

No wonder I always feel that something is missing, it turns out that it feels so good to have someone sleeping in my arms.

Su Miao vaguely felt that the smell of the tip of her nose was very familiar, she grinned, hugged the waist of the person next to her tightly, and slept more soundly.

Yan Hong placed a light kiss on his forehead, turned off the light, and had a good night's sleep.

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