Help!After bankruptcy, President Gao Leng provokes me everywhere

Chapter 41 The Angel from Hell
Pei Yichen's tone was calm, without any tension hidden in Song Zhaoyan's tone.

Song Zhaoyan stared at Pei Yichen, and then let go after a while, and retracted silently, "Cough, hug me, let's go to sleep."

The warm sunlight shone into the room, and the white gauze curtain was indistinct, falling on the floor.

The two people sleeping on the bed were covered with a quilt, their long soft hair was draped over their shoulders, and they were curled up in each other's arms.

The man with obvious arm muscles hugged the person in his arms, pulled up the quilt and turned on his side, and continued to sleep.

The person being hugged snorted, and moved his body uncomfortably, and suddenly realized that he was being hugged tightly, and he was taken aback for a moment before he realized it.

The originally dazed eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the man who was close at hand with an expression of disbelief. Song Zhaoyan's resolute jawline made Song Zhaoyan even breathe a lot hotter.

Pei Yichen, she actually slept with Pei Yichen all night?

God!

what is she doing!
Song Zhaoyan wanted to struggle away, only then did she move, Pei Yichen woke up immediately, the strength of the injury did not loosen, instead she lowered her eyes and stared at her. "Take me as a pillow at night, so don't worry about it now?"

"You need to have the consciousness of hugging a pillow. What do you think you are?" Song Zhaoyan curled her lips, stared at Pei Yichen in front of her, and stretched out her hand to push him away.

Really, he teased her even after she woke up.

Excessive!

bad!

This person is really extremely bad, how could he do this?

Lifting the quilt and getting up, I found that my pajamas were a bit of a mess because of sleeping, and it really looked like it could be seduced.

Song Zhaoyan noticed that Pei Yichen's gaze fell on her waist, she turned her head and gave him a blank look, and stretched out her hand to pull her clothes, "Whatever you look at, you can look at it when you get married."

"Follow me?"

Pei Yichen sat up and looked at Song Zhaoyan with a smile, "Then it seems that we should get married as soon as possible, otherwise I would not be able to clean myself up for nothing after all these years."

clean yourself?

Wait, what does Pei Yichen mean by this sentence?
Eyes widened in surprise, Song Zhaoyan was almost stunned.

Does the future head of the Pei family have no such experience?shocked!
Pei Yichen didn't mind at all, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and the figure full of masculine charm was unobstructed. Song Zhaoyan looked at it, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.

Really good figure.

Turning around and going to the changing room to change first, Song Zhaoyan didn't intend to go to the bathroom with Pei Yichen to wash up.

Such an intimate relationship feels like only the closest lover can do it.

"For the private dinner in the evening, the styling team will come over in the afternoon. At that time, I will come over from the company with the driver, and then go there together."

"Is it at the hotel or at home?"

"Private clubs."

Private clubs?

It seemed to be a very private dinner.

Song Zhaoyan poked her head out and glanced at Pei Yichen, "Does it still have to be so grand? I need a styling team. I'll go with a matching outfit. I'll go to the company to find you later and let Uncle Zhao drive."

"No styling team?"

"My own vision is very good." Song Zhaoyan curled her lips, and found that Pei Yichen was not wearing a shirt, and her ears were hot, so she quickly retracted.

Why isn't Pei Yichen wearing clothes?
Even at home, she has to worry about her being a girl, even if she is engaged.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Song Zhaoyan walked out of the changing room, took her mobile phone and called Lin Mo, "Third Brother, someone pretended to be me and appeared in Yongjiang City. I'm going to meet you tonight. identity?"

"What, someone is pretending to be you?"

"Ah."

"I'm at the airport, tell me what kind of banquet it is, and I'll go there at night."

"Can you get the invitation?"

Lin Mo seemed to be preparing to board the plane at the airport, "You think I can't get it? Is there anything in this world that I can't get.

"I found out and sent you a message."

Dare to impersonate her?Are you too bold?

The circle of wealthy people in Yongjiang City will never lack occasions for socializing such as private dinners.

It's just that Song Zhaoyan was a little curious, why Pei Yichen would go to participate, obviously he didn't need to attend this kind of occasion, after all, Pei's family is already second to none in Yongjiang City.

After changing into clothes and delicate makeup, Song Zhaoyan looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes flashed brightly.

No matter what, since they are unmarried couples with Pei Yichen, they have the same interests, and it doesn't matter if they are present.

"Young lady, are you going out?"

"Well, Aunt Dong, call Uncle Zhao for me. I'll eat two slices, or I won't last tonight." Song Zhaoyan blinked with a playful expression.

Aunt Dong couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, she looked at Song Zhaoyan's back and nodded.

As long as Song Zhaoyan and Pei Yichen develop seriously, they will definitely have a Tuman family, especially Song Zhaoyan's character, which will surely heal their young master.

The driver, Lao Zhao, quickly drove the car to the door and waited. Song Zhaoyan stuffed the last piece of toast into her mouth, made sure her lipstick was still there, and got in the car quickly.

"Goodbye, Aunt Dong, go to bed early at night."

"Understood, young lady, be careful all the way."

Nodding obediently, Song Zhaoyan rolled up the car window, and couldn't help laughing when she thought of something. In fact, she quite likes her current relationship with Pei Yichen.

Not far, not near, just right.

When grandpa's illness is cured and mother's revenge is avenged, she will definitely think about her relationship with Pei Yichen, and hope that she and Pei Yichen will still be together at that time.

The car quickly drove to the downstairs of the company, Song Zhaoyan got out of the car and walked into the lobby.

"Hi, young lady."

"Young lady."

Walking all the way to the dedicated elevator, Song Zhaoyan found that coming back was even weirder than before, why everyone greeted her.

Blinking when she walked into the elevator, Song Zhaoyan looked puzzled.

"Young lady!"

As soon as the elevator door opened, Andy stood at the door and looked at her, "The general manager asked me to pick you up here. By the way, young lady, I have all the snacks you want here!"

Song Zhaoyan: "..."

Could this be too exaggerated? She really just came to wait for Pei Yichen to go downstairs together, not to show off her identity.

Pursing the corners of his lips, staring at Andy, he quickly pushed open the door of Pei Yichen's office.

"Pei Yichen, what are you doing, let me tell you one by one"

"what!"

With a cry of surprise, Song Zhaoyan frowned and turned her back, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but think of the two of them hugging each other yesterday.

It's over, if this continues, how can she look directly at Pei Yichen.

Hearing the sound, Pei Yichen raised his eyebrows, buttoned up his buttons calmly, put his shirt into his trousers pocket, and said, "Haven't you seen it all before, do you need to be so shy?" "

"Zhaoyan, you and I are sleeping together, you don't need to be so nervous."

Have you slept or not? Nonsense!
(End of this chapter)