A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"Um... What can I do for you? " Shi Mingge asked in a tone of indifference.

"Can't I call you if I'm ok?" Liu enxun is not happy, said staring.

"I'm a little tired today." Shi Mingge reaches out his fingers and presses his temples. Indeed, he just attended Zhou Manchun's and Jin Beisen's wedding ceremony, leaving his whole heart far away

"I'm tired. What day are you not tired? Anyway, you're tired when you call me. You're not tired when you chat with Zhou Manchun, are you? " Liu enxun toots his mouth, with some jealousy and reluctance in his tone.

"Xiaoxun, don't make trouble." Shi Mingge's low voice is full of demagogues, as if it can make people fascinated.

Liu enxun heard that "Xiaoxun", the whole person was quiet down, she suddenly smile curved eyes, "you haven't called me Xiaoxun for a long time."

"Stick to it. When our plan is successful, I will take you out of here." Shi Mingge continues to press his temples, and doesn't know if he's lying. He says it casually.

Liu enxun is very serious. She nodded sincerely on her face: "well, for our plan, I will try my best. Mingge, don't disturb your rest. I'm just calling to say good night to you."

Shi Mingge narrowed some tired eyes and smiled lightly, "good night, Xiaoxun."

The next day, a city ushered in a rare good weather, the sun warm into the floor window, through the thick curtain gap, bit by bit fell on the floor.

The person on the bed turned over lazily, the white and soft hands felt uneasily towards the man beside him, the green fingers nodded on his strong and elastic muscles, Zhou Manchun "giggled" in the quilt.

Jin Beisen opens his bleary eyes, grabs the head of the little woman beside him from the quilt, and they rub their heads together. Their intimate and ambiguous actions are full of tenderness.

"Good morning, Beisen." Zhou Manchun said with a smile.

"Good morning, wife." Words fall, the man's big hand clasps his head, thin lips domineering seal her lips.

Zhou Manchun was almost suffocated by Jin Beisen's parents. She pushed her and asked for mercy.

Jin Beisen is like a hungry beast. Her red and tender face is touched by the thick fingertips with thin cocoons. Zhou Manchun's body suddenly shakes.

Pure pure eyes see the blurred color in his eyes. Zhou Manchun immediately understands what Jin Beisen is thinking. She quickly sits up from the bed, stretches leisurely and mumbles, "it's time for you to earn money and support your family."

"And you?" Jin Beisen also sat up and raised his eyebrows.

"I'm in charge of beauty."

"You are beautiful." Jin Beisen rushed to her, clasped her shoulders with both hands, and his resolute face had an ambiguous look.

I'm teasing her again!

Zhou Manchun's mouth was bulging, and he shook his head firmly and said, "I know my beauty, OK, you can go to work."

"Wife, you let me go to work on the first day of our marriage?" Jin Beisen's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his lips were fixed with a doting smile.

"What about that? We don't go on our honeymoon, and we have nothing to do at home. Don't worry, I won't be bored at home alone. "

There was a layer of hesitation in the dark eyes. Jin Beisen couldn't understand what Zhou Manchun thought. Anyway, he had no choice but to jump out of bed and walk into the bathroom.

Although it was cold, Zhou Manchun didn't stay in bed. He followed Jin Beisen into the bathroom.

Jin Beisen is brushing his teeth inside. Zhou Manchun walks over, picks up the cup and toothbrush, and cleanly pushes the toothpaste on the toothbrush. Both of them are devoted to brushing their teeth, and no one speaks.

In the moment when Zhou Manchun bowed his head, Jin Beisen leaned over his face. The bubbles were all on Zhou Manchun's pink face.

she turned a little muddled, but unexpectedly, it was Jin Beisen's bubble mouth.

Zhou Manchun's face rubbed red and gently pushed away the smiling man. She spit out the foam in her mouth and quickly brushed her teeth.

"Jin Beisen!" Zhou Manchun touched his face with his hand, which was also stained with the foam of Jin Bei Sen.

"It's called Beisen. I don't like you to call me with your first name and surname." The corner of Jin Beisen's mouth made a smile, and there was a deep fascination in his eyes.

"Beisen."

"Well, that's lovely."

Zhou Manchun was played by Jin Beisen. She couldn't catch up. Just now, her angry mood disappeared. She forgot what she wanted to say.

"I I just washed my face. "

"What are you afraid of? There's plenty of hot water at home. Wash it again. "

Zhou man turns on the tap with pure breath, picks up the towel and receives the hot water, patiently washes it again.

After eating too early, Jin Beisen went to work. Zhou Manchun watched Jin Beisen get on the bus and leave like a good wife and mother.

Zhou Manchun watched TV for a while at home. Her eyes were fixed on the TV for a long time. She felt tired. She narrowed her eyes and rested for a while. Suddenly, a "Ding Dong" prompt came from her mobile phone.

It turned out that the message from her micro blog was that the preliminaries of the "Midsummer Night Dream" piano competition had ended, but because this year's contestants had the same strength, but none of them played the most impressive music, so the final of the "Midsummer Night Dream" Piano Competition was postponed for five months, just to select and play A performer of inspiring music.

This piano competition, which was held in the hot summer, was postponed for the first time in many years. Zhou Manchun looked at the micro blog for a long time, and his long fingers couldn't help but open the comments below.

There are 50000 comments. Zhou Manchun saw a comment from a netizen. It says below, where is Zhou Manchun, the last gold medal winner?

The clear eyes seem to be covered by a mist. Zhou Manchun rubs his eyes and continues to look down for comments. Unexpectedly, many netizens are mentioning her name.

How? So many people remember her?

In the last competition, Zhou Manchun won the gold medal when she was a sophomore in senior high school. She became the youngest gold medal winner of "midsummer night's dream" in history. The "midsummer night's dream" is the most authoritative piano competition in the world. Those gold medal winners before Zhou Manchun are very old. Now they are all judges of "midsummer night's dream".

"Wang Ma, Wang ma." Zhou Manchun stood up with some excitement in his voice.

"Here, ma'am, what's the matter?" Wang Ma rushed out of the kitchen, still wearing an apron.