Fang Ti had already thought about giving Yan Zhihuai benefits when she was in the restaurant.

She picked out a set of Hanfu that Yue Yawei gave her, took it into the bathroom, and changed it in front of the mirror.

After changing into a good Chinese costume, Fang Ti looked at herself in the mirror. When she thought of wearing it like this, her cheeks couldn't help but flushed.

I feel very embarrassed.

But I had no choice but to agree to him before, and now I can't escape it.

After pressing his heartbeat that was so nervous that he was stalled, Fang Ti took a deep breath, turned around and opened the bathroom door, and walked out.

"alright……"

Yan Zhihuai was sitting on the sofa absent-mindedly looking through his cell phone emails. Hearing the sound, he looked up. When he saw the beauty under the gentle light, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Everything was silent. Fang Ti was wearing an ancient costume skirt under the lamp. The upper body was covered with moon-white silk, with beautiful silver-white flowers and leaves embroidered on it, and the lower body was a pure white pleated silk skirt that covered the feet.

The waist was tied with a lake blue belt in the middle, making her already slender waist look even less full.

When the Hanfu was as light as gauze, she was wearing a strange temperament, like a light cloud coming out of the mountains and a faint fragrance; she was even more like a beautiful woman who was so elegant that she was not greedy for fireworks.

"This benefit... do you like it?"

Fang Ti spoke a little shyly. Seeing that Yan Zhihuai didn't say anything for a long time, he grabbed the hem of the skirt with both hands, "You... why don't you talk? Isn't it good-looking?"

Yan Zhihuai did not rush to answer her question, but put down his phone and walked towards her step by step.

She didn't think anything was there before, but at this moment, she was staring at the man's dark and hot eyes. She became nervous inexplicably and subconsciously took a few steps back.

In the end, he blocked it in the corner.

He reached out to grab her waist, and with a little force, he easily pulled her into his arms.

“It’s beautiful, I like it very much.”

Yan Zhihuai looked at her with his eyes down, his voice hoarse, and the fiery eyes almost ignited her, "Huarong is graceful, which makes me admire you. You look more beautiful than the God of Luo."

Fang Ti's face was about to burn when he was praised, so he gently patted his chest, "Hey, you're so exaggerating!"

"The heart of the heart."

He rubbed his fingers silly around her waist, "Titi, do you know what a man's greatest sense of accomplishment is?"

Fang Ti blinked and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"It is to pull the far-reaching goddess down from the mortal world and then..."

Speaking of this, he smiled in a low and hoarse way, sealing her lips hard.

His kiss this time was unprecedentedly fierce, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach. Fang Ti was soon attacked by him and was defeated.

In a daze, she suddenly thought that Yan Zhihuai was so excited this time, could his hobby beauties in ancient costumes, right?

That's really a strange hobby...

But soon, Yan Zhihuai was not excited.

"How is this rope tied, why is it so complicated?" The man, who has always been omnipotent, was stumped when he untied the silk rope wrapped around her belt.

Not only could I untied the knot on the rope, but I accidentally pulled it into a dead knot and could not be untied.

Fang Ti "..."

The two fell into silence at the same time.

After Fang Ti tried it but couldn't untie it, they had no choice but to find scissors to cut it.

Finally, Yan Zhihuai was relieved, and it took the boss's effort to peel off her complex Hanfu layer by layer.

When he finally hugged her and put her on the bed, the man couldn't help but mutter, "Let's wear regular clothes in the future."

This so-called Hanfu is too difficult to take off!

Fang Ti was a little embarrassed, but after he made this, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Didn't you like it very much just now?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yan's favor for Hanfu lasted for less than twenty minutes!

"Don't laugh."

The man was a little angry and embarrassed, bent down and kissed her lips hard.

She used her actions to stop her ridicule of herself.

A night of beauty.

...

The next evening.

After dinner, everyone rarely did not disperse, but sat together in the living room to watch the drama with Duan Ting.

Duan Muyan was not interested in this ancient drama. He collapsed on a single sofa and played games with his mobile phone.

Fang Ti sat next to him with Qi Bao in his arms, listening to the sound of game failure coming from his cell phone again and again, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Is this the legendary, both delicious and fun?

Just then, a young woman with a bright smile suddenly walked in with brisk steps.

"Grandpa, mom and dad, I'm back!"

Qin Ruyu, who had been exploring out absent-mindedly, lit up and hurriedly stood up to meet him, "Yuqi, you are finally back!"

Duan Yuqi laughed twice and held the hand that Qin Ruyu handed over, "Mom, I haven't seen each other for a while, do you miss me?"

"You are running around abroad alone and not going home for more than half a month. Mom is worried about you!"

Qin Ruyu looked at her daughter's face carefully and suddenly felt a little distressed, "Look at you, your face is tanned."

"What's there? Wheat skin looks healthier!"

Duan Yuqi touched her face indifferently, smiled heartily, and walked to Duan Ting again, "Grandpa, look, I'll just say I'll catch up with your birthday party!"

Duan Ting looked at her with a smile, with the kindness of an elder in his eyes, "Have you been having fun outside during this period?"

"Of course I'm happy. I've also met many foreign friends! By the way, I've brought you all gifts..." Duan Yuqi said, turning around and waved to the servant behind her who was dragging her suitcase.


Chapter completed!