Zhou Yan was so confused that he was screamed by Jiang Lianyi in the lake, and then he realized that he was already asleep on the bed.

But it’s also a big blame for President Jiang’s bed being too comfortable.

Zhou Yan looked at President Jiang sitting beside the bed.

She had already put on a casual home outfit and took off her makeup. She had a plain face, but she was still beautiful.

It just lacks a bit of capable temperament and has a little more pure taste.

Her long hair was tied up, she tied a ponytail, and left a sea on her forehead, giving Zhou Yan the feeling that she was not the president of a company, but like the sister next door.

But that's right. President Jiang is already young. Even if he talks about it in the company and takes off his disguise, he is just a girl in his twenties.

Now, it gives Zhou Yan a more realistic feeling.

When President Jiang saw Zhou Yan looking at him, he was delighted, but he did not show it: "What are you looking at?"

"It looks good." Zhou Yan said bluntly.

"That's necessary." Jiang Lianyi said proudly.

"Why didn't you see you so thick-skinned before?" Zhou Yan said with a smile.

President Jiang is becoming more and more relaxed in front of him.

It's also an improvement.

"What a thick-skinned person? I'm born with beauty and hard to give up on myself." Jiang Lianyi gave Zhou Yan a blank look.

"Miss Jiang is right."

Zhou Yan nodded with approval.

"Just know." Jiang Lianyi turned her handheld behind her, unconsciously turning under Zhou Yan's gaze.

Jiang Lianyi suddenly said, looking at Zhou Yan without blinking: "So how about Brother Zhou Yan and his sister go to the kitchen to cook with them?"

"It seems that it's only four o'clock now." Zhou Yan reminded.

"Burn breakfast, let my niece try your skills later." Jiang Lianyi urged.

"You have a niece, are you pretty?" Zhou Yan's eyes lit up.

"It's not as beautiful as me." Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan.

This little bastard is indeed lustful.

"That's younger than the president's sister," Zhou Yan said with a smile.

"Do you deserve a beating?" Jiang Lianyi picked up the pillow again, as if she was about to beat Zhou Yan.

"Don't, sister, I was wrong." Zhou Yan hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Don't call me sister." Jiang Lianyi suddenly said.

"What are you calling?" Zhou Yan was stunned.

"Or...you..." President Jiang suddenly felt a little embarrassed at this time.

"What am I?"

"Call me, wife?" President Jiang said in a silence.

She explained again: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to experience it."

"Not very good." Zhou Yan shook his head, "You can't shout this."

"What's the matter? We are best friends, so we shouted privately, no one heard it."

Jiang Lianyi looked at Zhou Yan hopefully, but Zhou Yan didn't respond for a long time, as if he was laughing, and Jiang Lianyi was angry again.

This little bastard.

I was embarrassed in front of him again.

God knows why he said that just now.

"Wife."

President Jiang seemed to have not heard clearly, "What?"

"It's nothing, I didn't hear it if I didn't hear it." Zhou Yan curled his lips.

Women are really pretentious.

"Salary deduction." Jiang Lianyi inserted her waist and said it word by word.

"Wife."

"Oh, that's how good." Jiang Lianyi smiled.

"Is Sister Jiang lacking love?"

"What is lacking love? I lack a husband. If you don't bother to make it difficult?" Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan.

"No, no, I'd better be my best friend."

Zhou Yan couldn't stand President Jiang's offensive anymore and waved his hand quickly.

Jiang Lianyi raised her eyebrows: "Don't look down on me?"

"Aren't you an old cow eating tender grass?" Zhou Yan curled his lips.

"Zhou Yan, aunty killed you."

President Jiang threw Zhou Yan down again, sat on Zhou Yan's body, and acted to fight.

"Okay, I was wrong, my wife." Zhou Yan shouted quickly.

If you continue to struggle like this, you can't stand it anymore.

Especially those two big white legs, it was a bit dazzling.

President Jiang was stunned. She seemed to realize that she was playing too wild and stood up again.

"Zhou Yan, I was joking with you just now." Jiang Lianyi said softly without looking at Zhou Yan.

"Well, I'm joking too," Zhou Yan said seriously.

"What are you kidding?" President Jiang was suddenly stunned. She was a little reluctant to hear what Zhou Yan said.

"Old cows eat tender grass, but Sister Jiang is not old at all, she is tender and white." Zhou Yan smiled.

Jiang Lianyi was delighted, but she noticed Zhou Yan's gaze and was annoyed again: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at it more if you look good." Zhou Yan curled his lips.

"But being serious, does President Jiang's lack of a husband hurt?" Zhou Yan smiled.

"Nonsense." Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan: "I just want to experience it."

"Yeah, I understand." Zhou Yan nodded seriously.

"But President Jiang doesn't want me to be your husband."

"Why?"

"The legal age is not yet reached." Zhou Yan smiled, "If I waited until I got to age and I didn't have a girlfriend at that time, and Sister Jiang wanted me, I would have been reluctant to be Sister Jiang's husband."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Jiang Lianyi gave Zhou Yan a blank look, but for some reason, she felt sweet in her heart.

But when Jiang Lianyi thought of the age gap between herself and Zhou Yan, she felt a little lonely again.

But at this moment, Jiang Lianyi noticed that her little hand was being held, and she looked at Zhou Yan in confusion.

"Let's go, Jiang's bestie, let's go cook." Zhou Yan said with a smile.

Jiang Lianyi nodded: "Okay, then you can scream again."

"Wife."

"Um."

"Wife."

"Um."

"Grandie Jiang, call me twice."

"Yeah, then just scream again."

....

The kitchen is on the second floor, and Zhou Yan and President Jiang are holding hands downstairs.

Originally, Zhang Juan was cleaning vegetables in the kitchen, but was driven out by Jiang Lianyi.

Zhang Juan left with a smile and said that he would promise no one would come to disturb him. Zhou Yan only felt that Aunt Zhang's eyes were a little weird, but she didn't care too much.

"Zhou Yan, it's too choking to replace you."

Jiang Lianyi escaped from the stove with coughing, and she was holding a slightly charred vegetable shovel in her hand.

Zhou Yan was sitting on a stool dealing with a carp. He looked at Jiang Lianyi and said, "I said you can't do it, I have to show off."
To be continued...