Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   She was looking at it vigorously, when she suddenly heard someone ask, and subconsciously replied, "Look at Dabo."

After    finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, suddenly raised his head and met Fu Zhiyan's calm eyes.

  Han Xiaoye's earlobes were a little hot for a moment, she explained embarrassingly, "Well, I didn't mean to not watch the movie seriously. I...I can't read it. They speak English and there are no Chinese subtitles. So I..."

"Joe, not every love is as hot as a flame, as passionate as a daisy. Some people are sealed by God and doomed to be unable to express their love, and their love is as deep as a cold spring, hidden in corners you never noticed. You remember that year Is that the pot of white hyacinths that Selena gave you in the summer? The flower language of hyacinths is, silent love..." With a halo in his eyes, he translated in a gentle voice, "For me, love is not skin-to-skin, no One vegetable and one meal, it is an immortal desire, a heroic dream in a weary life. Lovetome, notyourdear, amealisnotavgetable, itisadesiretodie, istiredoflife"

  Han Xiaoye watched the movie involuntarily.

  The movie is over, and she is still immersed in his nice voice. After watching the movie in a trance, they went to eat high-end French cuisine.

   After leaving the restaurant, it was getting dark outside.

  The fiery red sunset has dyed half the sky, and the sea level and the sky are connected in a line, which is very beautiful. Han Xiaoye was lying on the car window and couldn't help turning his head, "Little uncle, shall we take a walk from the beach to the hotel?"

  Fu Zhiyan didn't say good or bad, he just told the driver to stop the car.

  Han Xiaoye knew that he agreed and got out of the car happily. Running to the front, the sea breeze blew her hair and turned her into a little madman, but she was completely unaffected by her bouncing.

   She was so happy.

   Being happy is like a dream.

  Fu Zhiyan became her boyfriend, and they completed their first date.

   Is there anything more wonderful than this?

  Han Xiaoye was so happy that he was about to fly.

   "Hey!" She ran 30 meters away, turned around and shouted at the man behind, "Fu Zhiyan, there is a coconut seller in front, do you want one?"

  Fu Zhiyan raised the corners of his mouth, turning against the light, a flash of doting flashed across his eyes. But he couldn't help reminding her, "Don't look around when walking, just look at the road under your feet."

   "An La An La, I was watching, I didn't ask... ah..."

   Before she could say the question, she staggered backwards and almost fell. Fortunately, she responded quickly and supported the coconut tree next to her.

   It turned out that she forgot that she was still wearing high heels, and the heels stepped into the sand and sank directly.

   "What's the matter?" Fu Zhiyan walked over quickly, frowned after seeing the situation clearly. Just when Han Xiaoye thought he was going to be trained again, he suddenly squatted down on one knee and pulled out her foot, which was stuck in the sand. I undid the velvet belt tied to my ankle, "Did you twist your foot?"

"No……"

  Fu Zhiyan lifted her high heels with one hand, and took her right hand naturally with the other, "Let's go."

"Okay."

  Han Xiaoye's whole body was shaking.

   A steady stream of heat came from her palms, and her nervous palms were sweating non-stop. But he was reluctant to let go of his hand, and quietly clenched his big hand.

   She thought that no one noticed her little movements, and the corners of her mouth were raised like a cat who stole a fish.

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at the staggered hands of the two, and raised his thin lips invisibly.

   "Little uncle."

"Yep?"

   "Do you think the sunset is particularly beautiful today?"

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at the crimson sunset from a distance, and for the first time felt that the sunset could be so beautiful. The corners of his mouth twitched happily, and he clenched his holding hands.

  Han Xiaoye blew the night wind and narrowed his eyes like a cat, "I think today's sunset is like a pancake fruit with two eggs added. It makes people feel good when they see it."

  Fu Zhiyan was a little bit unable to look directly at the beautiful sunset scenery he just thought was beautiful. He pursed his thin lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Can't you think of a better metaphor?"

The girl who was striding was unhappy, she turned her head and tried her best to argue, "Why is pancake fruit not a better description, you must have never eaten it before. If you have eaten it, you won't say that. Pancake fruit 3.5 can be added for one. An egg, wrapped in lettuce and fried tenderloin, bite into it, the aroma of the meat and the egg mix together, the taste... chi chi, you will never forget it once you eat it."

   "Han Xiaoye."

"what?"

  The cold man's tone of disgust is rare in a thousand years, "Your saliva is drooling."

   "How is that possible?" She reached out and wiped it, and she really wiped wet water stains from the corner of her mouth. Her face instantly blushed, and she never mentioned the relationship between pancake and sunset.

   The road from the beach to the hotel was originally a certain distance, but Han Xiaoye felt that it was too close at the moment, and wished it would be longer. Just led him to the end... She broke one step into two and walked slowly, but no matter how slow she walked, she would walk to the hotel.

   Once back in the room, Fu Zhiyan let go of her hand. Han Xiaoye's loss almost overflowed from his eyes.

  Fu Zhiyan pretended he didn't see it, and put her shoes next to the door, unbuttoning the first button of her shirt collar, "It's almost ten o'clock, take a shower and rest early."

   "I don't want to sleep yet." How could Han Xiaoye let go of the chance to be alone with him, "Uncle, tonight..."

   "Tonight you sleep in the master bedroom, and I sleep in the secondary bedroom." Fu Zhiyan seemed to see through what she was trying to say, "I will lock the door when I go to bed at night."

  “…”

Depend on! What do you mean?

   How hungry and thirsty is she in his heart, as for sleeping in separate rooms, do you lock the door? unacceptable!

  Fu Zhiyan had already entered the second bedroom, looked at the depressed girl, his eyes were gentle, "Good night."

   "Late..." Ann was still on the tip of her tongue, the door closed relentlessly, and she heard the crisp sound of the door being locked.

  Without the hope of a sneak attack at night, she went back to the room to wash it, then took out the phone she had hidden before, and deleted all the photos on it. Opened the hotel laptop again, yawned, and started compiling press releases all night. With the blessing of Quan Ronglian, she could make up a lot of wonderful content around that stupid photo.

  Han Xiaoye was busy until more than two o'clock in the morning before sending the edited press release to the mailbox of the editor-in-chief of the magazine. She was so exhausted that she lay on the bed and had a good night's sleep.