The floor of the bedroom was covered with a thick, soft carpet. You couldn't hear footsteps when walking on it, but An Zhisu could still feel Ye Lancheng's breath, a very familiar and unignorable breath.
After a while, the quilt on the other side was lifted, and the bed behind her sank downwards. Because the bed behind her suddenly became lower, her body rolled a little to that side involuntarily.
An Zhisu was still angry and didn't want to be so close to Ye Lancheng, so he held his body firmly and didn't let himself roll towards him.
sleep.
An Zhisu self-hypnotized, but the quilt was filled with Ye Lancheng's breath, and his breath was filled with the faint smell of men's shower gel. It smelled very good, but it had no hypnotic effect. On the contrary, the more he smelled it, the more he felt, well... hot.
It was still winter. She had always been afraid of the cold, so why did she feel hot?
Damn it!
Ye Lancheng must have been angry and angry.
Just when she felt hot and wanted to lift the quilt to expose her head, an arm fell on her waist.
An Zhisu's body stiffened instantly when she was about to move. His arm was just lightly draped over her body, but it was as if there was a thousand pounds of force preventing her from moving.
Her waist was very thin, even and without any excess fat. Ye Lancheng's big palm rubbed her waist, and then he pulled her into his arms with a slight force.
An Zhisu couldn't pretend anymore and slapped him on the arm: "Let go. You think the noodles I cooked are not delicious but you still want to hug me. You are so beautiful."
Ye Lancheng chuckled behind her and taught her in a good-tempered way: "It's not bad. Next time, put less salt in the eggs, more salt in the noodles, and just put the vegetables in a little later."
An Zhisu:......
The noodles are bland, the eggs are salty, and the vegetables are old. Isn’t this not delicious? Isn’t it disgusting?
"I refuse to discuss this issue with you anymore." She was so angry that she thought of cooking noodles for him and drawing designs when she was free. She could just sleep.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Ye Lancheng happily changed the subject and started a new topic very skillfully: "Did everything go smoothly when you went to Director Li today? Did you encounter any trouble or troublesome people?"
I haven't encountered any trouble, but if I am troublesome, I think Ye Qing is the one.
However, An Zhisu didn't take Ye Qing to heart, so he didn't feel the need to talk to Ye Lancheng. He shook his head and said: "It went very smoothly. Director Li has already decided on the heroine. Later I only need to provide design drawings and design the scene."
Just take it.”
She didn't say anything about Ye Qing's trouble with her. Ye Lancheng was a little disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show it. He said humbly: "Director Li needs a lot of costumes. Can you do it by yourself? How about the studio?
"I can't design and make clothes by myself. I also have Xu Baozhu. The studio will be installed in a few days. I plan to take some time to go to Sioux City and find a few more."
A master with good skills is here..." An Zhisu talked about the studio and quickly made tomatoes and egg noodles.
I forgot about it.
Ye Lancheng quietly listened to his wife's orderly arrangements, smiled and said, "Then let's go on the weekend."
"Where are you going?" An Zhisu was talking non-stop when he was suddenly interrupted and was confused for a moment.
"Sioux City."
"Oh, you don't have to choose a weekend. There will be traffic jams on weekends. I can just choose a weekday to go." An Zhisu said and began to think about whether to go there tomorrow, which happens to be Friday.
"I can't walk on weekends or on weekdays. It only takes an hour to go to Suzhou, and the traffic jam won't cause much trouble," Ye Lancheng insisted.
An Zhisu was stunned. She turned around and looked into his eyes as deep as the sea: "What does your inability to leave have to do with me going to Su City? I won't take you there."
After she finished speaking, the arm around her waist tightened punitively, and the man's eyes darkened a bit, with a frighteningly indifferent expression.
An Zhisu's heart skipped a beat and he said weakly: "It's fine if I go to Su City alone. You sent Xiao Shi to follow me. At worst, I'll take him with me. You're so busy, so you don't need to accompany me specially.
Already."
Ye Lancheng didn't speak, just looked at her indifferently, his face getting darker and darker as he listened.
An Zhisu looked at his dark face, and his voice became softer and softer. Finally, he could hardly hear him clearly, and then he stopped talking.
Nima, what's going on? He's angry no matter how angry he is. What did she do to offend him?
Oh, I am most afraid of the sudden silence in the air. Especially when I stay with Ye Lancheng, it means that Ye Lancheng is... angry!
Well, Ye Lancheng got angry, and the consequences were serious.
An Zhisu was trembling, his brain was running rapidly, and he somehow remembered Song Jia and Xia Jingze's bad ideas.
An Zhisu's face turned red when he thought of what those dirty men and women said.
Knocking down Ye Lancheng, so shy.
An Zhisu was in a dilemma and was not proficient in business. At this time, he was too embarrassed to take out his mobile phone to provide outside assistance. Hesitating, his long and slender legs slowly lifted up and pressed down on Ye Lancheng's legs.
Ye Lancheng felt a smooth and slender leg pressing on his own leg, and his cold eyes trembled slightly, looking a little dim and unclear under the dim light.
How could Ye Lancheng not understand such a suggestive move, but he could pretend, and he was very calm, motionless, and allowed his little wife to tease him with her long legs.
An Zhisu blushed and pressed her legs on his legs for a moment and stopped moving. She wanted to refer to her previous experience, and she had already hinted like this. Then she could just lie down, and then Ye Lancheng could take over.
Bar.
Thinking this way, her earlobes turned even redder.
However, a minute passed and the air was still as quiet as a chicken. Ye Lancheng didn't even move the arm on her waist.
An Zhisu was a little embarrassed.
Could it be that her hint wasn't obvious enough?
An Zhisu thought it might be so, so she boldly raised her thumb and lightly scratched his calf. She also raised her ears to hear what was going on above her head.
However, another minute passed, and the air became as quiet as a chicken again.
An Zhisu MMP, rely on it, stop flirting, it's like picking up a piece of wood.
defeat!
angry!
An Zhisu, who failed to seduce someone for the first time, had a bad temper. He turned around and turned his back to Ye Lancheng, becoming angry like a pufferfish.
Song Jia and Xia Jingze, these two cheaters, she will block them tomorrow!
"Didn't your Chinese teacher teach you not to give up on things halfway?" When An Zhisu was sulking, the man's low, hoarse and somewhat forbearing voice finally broke the quiet room.
An Zhisu:......
give up halfway?
Talk about what she flirted with him just now?
MMP, then you should give me a progress bar.
An Zhisu complained wildly in her heart, her eyes almost rolled out of her head. And her whole body was pressed by his shoulders and turned over, changing to a lying position. Byakugan rolled directly to the ceiling.