Mr. President, have you had enough?

Ye Qiao put away the smirk just now, and looked at him seriously, "If I'm not wrong, she is your fiancee's stepsister, Changqing, if you do this, you won't be afraid—"

Gu Changqing tilted his head back slightly, "You are knowledgeable, what have I been afraid of, I don't plan to marry this fiancee in name, so what's the harm in playing with her?"

Ye Qiao remained silent for a while, and finally, he uttered a few words, "That's fine."

***

"What's your name?" Ma Chunchun asked in a low voice.

An Xiaonuan smiled at her, "My name is Xiaonuan."

"My name is Ma Chunchun, and I'm Brother Ye's assistant, in charge of chores." She smiled brightly, and wiped her hands on the scarf nervously, with a jerky expression on her face.

An Xiaonuan stretched out her hand, "Hi Chunchun."

"Hi Miss Nuan."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to choose dishes.

Ma Chunchun really knows how to cook, and the dishes he made are very attractive. An Xiaonuan watched from the side, thinking that she must have cooked many times before.

"Chunchun, who taught you how to cook?"

Ma Chunchun turned around and smiled shyly, "I learned it by myself when I was a child. No one taught me. My mother died early. My father went to work on the construction site all day long to support my younger brother's education. I washed and cooked for them at home."

Looking at her simple smile, An Xiaonuan suddenly felt that only those who work hard with their hands can show off such a beautiful splendor.

Four 10 minutes.

There are six dishes and one soup on the table.

Four people obviously couldn't finish it.

Ma Chunchun stood there, not daring to sit down.

Ye Qiao pointed at the chair, "Sit here, idiot."

Ma Chunchun was not angry, "Brother Ye, I got it."

An Xiaonuan felt that the phrase 'idiot' in Ye Qiao's mouth was very harsh, but she was an outsider, so it was difficult to say anything.

Gu Changqing half-jokingly said, "The dishes are good. If Young Master Ye fires you one day, come here to cook."

Ma Chunchun looked at Ye Qiao flattered, and then said, "I did nothing wrong, Brother Ye will not fire me."

The corner of Ye Qiao's mouth curled up, "Don't worry, idiot, I won't fire you in a short time."

There were no twists and turns in this dinner. After eating, Gu Changqing took a deep look at An Xiaonuan. The latter understood, and after washing the dishes with Ma Chunchun, he went upstairs.

The wooden floor makes a dull sound when someone walks on it. An Xiaonuan pushed open the half-covered bedroom door and saw him standing in front of the window, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a teacup , The standing posture is unique.

She closed the door and took the initiative to lock the lock on the door.

Walking to his side, for the first time he boldly hugged her from behind, Gu Changqing didn't move, but his tone was a little cheerful.

"An Xiaonuan, are you also afraid that I will call you an idiot, are you trying to please me?"

An Xiaonuan let go immediately, and snorted, "Destroy the atmosphere, I don't actually resist when you call me that, because I'm an idiot, and you are an idiot's man, how high is your IQ?"

He put down his teacup, leaned her against the window sill, his face softened a lot, "Look at Young Master Ye's little assistants who dare not say a word, except you."

An Xiaonuan was full of confidence, "Don't you just like me like this?"

He tilted his head slightly, caught her lips, entangled them, then pushed her forward, and unbuttoned her pants with one hand, almost without any prelude.

As long as his hand touched her skin, An Xiaonuan's whole body would be soft.

Gu Changqing entered her body from behind, a warmth surrounded his sensitivity.