President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo smiles and nods, and Moxi decides to accompany the hydrangea to turn.

Finally, he brought back a Samo who was one month smaller than hydrangea.

I did physical examination and vaccinated again. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the two dogs.

By the time we got back to the castle, it was noon.

Yan xiaonuo orders the maid in charge of taking care of Hydrangea with two puppies.

"One is called Hydrangea, and the other is snowball, OK?" Yan xiaonuo discussed with Moxi with a smile, and touched snowball's pure white hair, "snow white, more image."

"Well, it's snowball."

Yan xiaonuo was stunned. Before returning to his mind, he heard that Moxi decided to order the maid standing on the side, "take these two balls back."

With that, he went straight to the living room.

Yan xiaonuo thought that Moxi would accompany him for a morning. She thought she was already tired. She told another maid in a low voice, "let the doctor come to change the medicine for Moxi, and then prepare lunch."

The maid saw the look of Yan xiaonuo a little dignified, dare not neglect, hastily agreed to go.

Yan xiaonuo walked into the living room and found that Messi was not there. She went to the master bedroom.

Sure enough, he stood in front of the wardrobe with his back to himself. His back was as smooth as jade, and his lines were very beautiful. There were two dimples on his narrow waist.

Yan xiaonuo looked at the heart of a jump, blushing like a tomato.

Moxie turned around and saw her standing there with a blush on her face, and her black eyes brightened slightly. "I've been running all morning, and I'm covered in sweat. Come and wash me."

Yan xiaonuo was surprised to see him enter the bathroom, she had to go in with him.

Messi decided to untie the towel on his waist and sink into the bathtub.

The mist in the bathroom softened the sharp outline of his face.

Yan xiaonuo squatted down and scrubbed his body for Messi.

Some of the bathroom is hot, and the water in the bathtub rippling, some places appear to be full of temptation, she feels some sweat on her body.

"It's hot." The deep voice of Mo Xi Jue rises, "come and wash."

Yan xiaonuo shook his head and said, "I'm not hot."

"Oh?" Moxi straightened up, took up a cold water sound, and wiped the sweat on her forehead with her slender fingers, "still say it's not hot?"

"I'll do it when you're done." Yan xiaonuo said in a low voice, changing the topic, "I called the doctor to change the medicine for you."

Mercy looked at her for a moment, and suddenly rose from the bathtub with a splash of water.

Yan xiaonuo quickly stood up, lowered his head to avoid his body, turned to take the bath towel on the side.

In the end, Messi did not do anything to her, so she dressed herself and sat by the bed.

Yan xiaonuo see everything tidy up, opened the door ready to call the doctor over, but found the doctor with a medicine box standing on the side of the stairs waiting.

She felt very embarrassed.

But he still managed to calm down and gently called for the doctor to come in.

The doctor went into the bedroom, quickly changed the medicine for him, examined the condition of the wound, and then left.

Yan xiaonuo was relieved to see that he was OK.

After lunch, yanxiaonuo took a nap to prepare for the auction in the evening.

When I wake up, I feel refreshed.

Yan xiaonuo got up and took a bath. He sat in front of the mirror and asked the stylist to make up and do his hair.

Ever since I met mexicai, Yan xiaonuo is only light make-up, but today's make-up is gorgeous.

She looked at the red lip dye, frowned slightly, and said to the stylist, "change to a more elegant color."

The stylist is a little embarrassed and looks to the west of Mexico.

"You are the master today, so you'd better make up more ceremoniously," he said to Yan xiaonuo

Although Yan xiaonuo felt something wrong, she also nodded and said, "don't be too heavy."

The stylist breathed a sigh of relief and gave Yan xiaonuo a smooth make-up.

Yan xiaonuo changed his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror.

Black hair in a slightly high bun, diamond hair band flashing between the hair, such as the stars in the night sky, mysterious and gentle.

The royal blue dress outlines her perfect curve, but there is a heart shape in the back, revealing her beautiful back.

Elegant and charming, she looked several years older than she was.

Mo xijue's suit surprised her even more. He actually wore a sea blue suit, which made his usual domineering and indifferent appearance instantly have some gentle taste.

Yan xiaonuo has not yet returned to God, he was taken out of the door by Messi.

When they arrived at 6:30, yanxiaonuo and Messi decided to get out of the car and have a rest in the lounge backstage."It's not time to start." "You should have a rest first," he said to yanxiaonuo

Although Yan xiaonuo participated in a Sotheby's auction, she went there as a participant.

As a sponsor, she only cares about the venue. As for what she should do, she has no idea.

Well, now it's just Messi who does what she says.

Yan xiaonuo sat there, neither drinking water nor eating snacks. She was worried that she might accidentally damage her dress.

Mo Xi has decided to go and hasn't come back yet. Yan xiaonuo is anxious to wait. After looking at the mobile phone, the pointer has reached 6:50.

The auction will start in ten minutes. Why hasn't mexicho come back?

She couldn't help but stand up, but the door opened. It was not Mo Xi Jue who came in, but Jian Ming.

Yan xiaonuo has not seen Jian Ming for a long time. She is naturally surprised and happy to see her, "sister Jianming!"

Jianming, dressed in a white dress, is very elegant and refined. Standing with Yan xiaonuo, she is beautiful and beautiful, like spring flowers and Autumn Moon. They have their own strengths and are very pleasing to the eyes.

"Xiao Nuo, are you ok?" Jian Ming holds Yan xiaonuo's hand, and her tone is full of care from the heart. Her eyebrows frown slightly, and her eyes twinkle with crystal light.

Some words, no longer need to say more.

Yan xiaonuo only feels warm in her heart. She holds Jian Ming's hand and whispers, "sister Jianming, I'm fine. It's OK!"

Jian Ming nodded with a sigh and guilt in her voice: "this time I went to Germany, it was only a week or so before I could come back, but I met some private affairs, so I stayed for a long time. When I came back, I heard that Xiao Nuo, no matter what you say, you must be good. Only when you live well, can those who care about you rest assured. "

Yan xiaonuo looks at Jian Ming with consternation.

Since the accident, all the people have been persuading her to give up and accept the good intentions of mexici. Only Jianming said nothing but to make herself strong and live a good life.

Yan xiaonuo looks at the woman in front of her as light as chrysanthemum, like a cup of tea, fragrant far Yi Qing, making people feel very comfortable.

In her voice, she took off the formal ostentation, with a bit of sincerity: "sister Jianming, during this period of time, I also want to have a lot of..."

Jian Ming saw that she took off her usual gentle smile, with a touch of helplessness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and her heart had some understanding.

She sighed. "Xiao Nuo, I'm not here to be a lobbyist."

"I know." Yan xiaonuo said softly, "I understand."

Jian Ming looked at her and chuckled, "in fact, it may be a good way to go out and relax."

Yan xiaonuo thought that she and Jian Ming's idea is simply coincidental, nodded, "I also have this intention."

"Then you When will you be back? " Jian Ming still can't help but ask Yan xiaonuo.

Yan xiaonuo thought that when Fu Jingyao left, he had asked Fu Jingyao the same thing.

Her voice is very soft, but with a general fragile glass feeling, "want to come back, nature will come back."

Jian Ming's eyes darkened and she stopped talking.

Yan xiaonuo gently smile, but remember that the auction will start soon, she hurried out, also said, "the auction should start? How come Messi never came back? "

Jian Ming followed up, took Yan xiaonuo's hand, gently advised her, "the president must have something to go, he asked you to wait here, you still wait here?"

Yan xiaonuo frowned and covered his heart. His expression was quite uneasy. "But I just feel that something is wrong. Messi will emphasize to me again and again that I am the owner of this auction, but I am left here alone, and no one comes to tell me. I really don't know what medicine he sells in the gourd."

Jian Ming could not help but pacify her impatient mood. Her voice was extremely soft: "don't think about it. When I came, I saw that all the guests were almost there. Housekeeper Vader looked at it in front of me. I thought it would be no big deal."

Hearing Jian Ming's words, Yan xiaonuo suddenly remembered that both academician Fu and Madame Xuanji would come. She could not help asking, "what about grandfather Fu and Madame Xuanji? Do you see them? "

Jian Ming nodded and looked serious: "yes, they asked about you. They were supposed to come to see you backstage together, but they were called away temporarily, so I had to come backstage to find you."

Just a few words, but has revealed a lot of information.

As she expected, the auction was extraordinary.

Messi would dress her up so ceremoniously, but not let her appear in front of the public

Yan xiaonuo couldn't help asking, "sister Jianming, did you see the media when you came?"

Jian Ming didn't know why she asked, but when she asked, she replied truthfully: "yes, the media were arranged in another room."Yan xiaonuo's heart already had the answer, she no longer said anything to Jian Ming, and without hesitation went to the front stage.

Jian Ming saw that she didn't say anything and went straight ahead. She ran after her and worried in her tone: "Xiao Nuo, what's the matter? What happened? "

Yan xiaonuo stretched out his hand and took Jianming's hand. His voice was very low: "sister Jianming, don't ask more. We're going to the front now."