The President's Favorite Stunning Beauty

Chapter 105 Drawing for him (2)
"Hmph, for someone like you, even if you're rotten, people won't like you." Miss D turned her head and cast a blank stare at Mr. J, saying disdainfully.

"That's right, huh," Miss C also echoed at the beginning.

Life is so boring and irritable, and it's hard to have some spiritual food that can be imagined, and an ignorant person pours cold water on it.

If you can't understand the refined taste of the new generation of Celestial Girls, you must not be able to integrate into it.No wonder he was almost thirty and still single.

However, thinking about it, he sighed sadly.

The president's gossip is good to talk about in private. In the world of great gods, they these little shrimps, as long as they appreciate it, thinking too much about other things will only add to the distraction.

As a professional woman in the new era, it is better to be able to live a happier life by being clear about the reality. No matter what kind of beauty their ten thousand year iceberg boss is conquered by, it is not what they care about most.

What makes them happiest is that the president leaves early every day, and they can also go home a little earlier to accompany their boyfriends.

Therefore, no matter what kind of little god their president is tamed by, these shrimps are the ones who are happy to see them.

At least there is one small employee who is not afraid of being frostbitten by the iceberg of thousands of years, and bravely sacrificed himself to save them.

It's less than 5:00 in the afternoon.

Aunt Li, who was knitting a sweater for her grandson on the sofa, got up from the sofa in shock at the sound of the door opening.

As soon as I turned around, I saw that Mr. Wenren who usually came at 5:30 entered the door by himself.

Seeing that she was an acquaintance, her heart dropped.

After taking a long breath, she smiled and said to the handsome man who entered the door.

"Hello, Mr. Wenren, you returned home earlier than usual today."

"Well, you can get off work earlier today, and you don't have to cook dinner. Where's Mu'er?" Wenren Yuxuan said indifferently to Aunt Li who was standing by the sofa while changing the slippers he took out from the shoe cabinet.

That way, it's like entering your own home.

"Miss Xia is upstairs, are you going to eat out with Miss Xia today?" Aunt Li asked with a smile as it should be, of course it would be nice to go home early.

She didn't have any thoughts about Wenren Yuxuan's actions, after all, it's not surprising to see too many.

"I'm cooking today." Wenren Yuxuan explained lightly while taking off his suit jacket after changing his shoes.

"Okay, I see. So, Mr. Wenren, do you need me to prepare anything for you?" Aunt Li was surprised that someone like Wenren Yuxuan could cook, but she was sensible and didn't ask further.

Instead, he asked carefully if he wanted to help.

"Well, no need." Wenren Yuxuan paused for a moment and then said indifferently.

Originally, I wanted to give Aunt Li the list he made this afternoon and ask her to buy those ingredients tomorrow.

Then, it occurred to her that she was definitely not as familiar with her own mother Wang.

My mind changed slightly, um, I'd better call home later, let Wang Ma prepare all those things, and let Uncle Zhou deliver them.

"Okay, then I'll go back now, and I won't go up and disturb her after you tell Miss Xia for me." Aunt Li knew that Wenren Yuxuan didn't like her disturbing them more.

So after finishing talking quickly, I packed up my things and prepared to go home.

Wenren Yuxuan walked upstairs leisurely and calmly.

As soon as he walked upstairs, he saw a scene like a peerless ink painting.

His exquisitely beautiful little woman was wearing a sleeveless white chiffon dress and laying down on the chaise longue to sleep peacefully. On the floor was a lost collection of poetry and prose.

The faint sunset outside the window danced gently around her through the clear glass windows, drawing out a quiet and beautiful world.

Recently, his little woman had a good rest, the blue color of her lower eyelids had all dissipated, and her delicate little face was flawless, as white as jade.

That jade-like little face was glowing with a slight warm light at the moment, the eyelids were lightly closed, and the long eyelashes were like butterflies fluttering their wings in the setting sun, leaving shallow traces, which was the only movement on the whole beautiful little face.

Half of her jet-black long hair was spread gently on the white imperial concubine's couch, and the other half fell on the edge of the imperial concubine's couch.

Like a curtain hanging down, occasionally a breeze infiltrates through the window, and the waves will jump with the wind.

His little femininity was originally elegant and refined, calm and calm.

Now that she was lying there with her eyes closed, the residual heat of the setting sun dissipated the coldness around her, making her softer like the wind and calmer like water.

The whole person is more touching than the picture of the world's most beautiful lady, and it is exquisite.

Because, no matter how good a painter is, he can't describe the essence and agility of one ten-thousandth of this scene.

Wenren Yuxuan just stood by the door holding his breath, watching tenderly, the arc of the corner of his mouth stretched and stretched unconsciously.

In those deep eyes, there seemed to be thousands of stars left behind, shining brighter than diamonds.

In the large study room, his eyes could only see the only scene under the window.

After a while, he recovered from the beautiful scenery in front of him, took off his shoes, and walked gently towards the window with bare feet.

The distance from the door to the window was tens of meters, and there was no sound at all. It was so quiet that it seemed that there were not many people like him walking through this space.

Wenren Yuxuan walked up to Xia Mu's side, sat down gently on the imperial concubine's couch, his body was almost attached to Xia Mu's body, but he didn't touch her anywhere.

Xia Muan fell asleep peacefully, unaware that there was already him sitting beside her, staring down at her.

He looked at her peacefully sleeping face and sighed lightly.

Time always flows through the fingers inadvertently, unknowingly, from the first meeting, the sudden heartbeat, to the current peaceful relationship.

They have known each other, know each other.

Although they are still a little away from Xiangxu.

However, he didn't feel regretful, he just felt that he hadn't worked hard enough.

He knows that all the best people in the world, such as her, and all the best feelings, such as their love, are worth waiting for.

While waiting, he walked the most beautiful and comfortable path in the world.

There are not many people involved, and there are no thorns and bumps in the way.

Only they face each other day and night bit by bit, or accompany occasionally, but it is enough to make up all his emptiness.

Every time he dreams back at midnight, he always feels that maybe they have known each other for several reincarnations, or why she broke into his heart and engraved into his bone marrow at the first sight.

Meeting her was definitely a fate for him.

Falling in love with her is a matter of thousands of turns.

(End of this chapter)