The Romantic CEO

Jiang Yichen raised his eyebrows and chuckled. He seemed very proud. He said, "of course, there are about one class of people who have written love letters and voluntarily confessed. As for those who are in secret love!" He laughed and said, "it's time to get to the school gate from under the national flag."

"Is there any success?" he asked with a smile

There seems to be something special in her smile.

Jiang Yichen said with a smile: "of course there is."

The smile in his eyes was restrained, but there was still a smile on his lips. The hand holding his face slightly used force: "who, tell me about it, do you belong to a class? There was a girl who was pretty in that graduation photo just now."

"Well..." He did not want to reveal the appearance, followed her words and asked: "which girl?"

Miss pointed to a girl in the picture and said, "she

Jiang Yichen didn't have much impression. He seemed to be the flower of the class. Some boys thought the girl was pretty, but he didn't think about it at that time.

"Isn't it?" I was curious.

Pei chen'er, however, deeply denies her ability.

Miss pick pick eyebrows: "then don't say it, there is a class of love letters, you can really line ah!" She said this with great jealousy. At last, she probably showed her magnanimity or sarcasm, and said, "who hasn't passed away yet, right?"

Jiang Yichen laughed and pinched her face: "you see, you think things are complicated and you are still eating vinegar here. I'm kidding you. I'll be under strict control. I don't have time to think about anything else. I've been in love with you for a while now. Who do you think is the successful one

"I?" he pointed to himself

"I'm after you?" she wondered At last he denied: "are you wrong?"

Jiang Yichen sighed: "you've forgotten everything. If you want to admit it, you can't admit it at any time." "Six years ago, in the Regent Hotel, you came to my room to take advantage of me, but you still wanted to marry me. If you didn't promise you, you would accuse me of violating you," he said

Thinking about it: She opened her eyes wide. "What are you talking about?"

The next sentence is how can I be such a person.

How does it sound like she's like a fake woman.

No, no, no, she's definitely not. Say, "what evidence do you have?"

"That's what you're trying to do. You're not going to ask me to give you a video?" "Do you want to see it?" he said

Thinking of his face red, he stood up from the chair and put his hand on his mouth: "don't say it. Shut up, shut up."

Jiang Yichen took down her hand: "I don't say you will eat flying vinegar, said you again let me shut up, eh?" He put his arm around her waist and drew close to her: "what do you want me to do?"

His palm pressed in her ribs, across the thin clothes, she was a little itchy, so she wanted to avoid him.

There was a knock on the door.

The door didn't seem to be closed. An Qianhui pushed it open.

The two were rather embarrassed.

An Qianhui thought that they were quarrelling, so he came to have a look.

Jiang Yichen coughed: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"It's OK. Look at you. Go to bed early."

"Good."

An Qianhui looked at him with profound meaning. He did not speak again. He closed the door and went out.

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Thinking of this embarrassment to the extreme, they did not dare to look at the door, casually around the room and saw Jiang Yichen's guitar in the corner.

Her eyebrows brightened for a moment, and she said, "can you play the guitar?"

"Yes." When he was infatuated with the band in junior high school, he learned to play it. Later, when the task of learning became heavy, he gave up temporarily. However, he wanted to show off in front of him for a while, and picked up the guitar from the corner. Aunt Li had just wiped the dust off.

He sat down by the bed, tuned the guitar, made sure the tone was clear and said, "I'll show you a hand."

Can you play it now

"It's not late at night, it's OK." When he was a child rebellious, when he lived alone in his family, he got up at night playing guitar and singing, and was complained downstairs.

Jiang Yichen tried, and then began to sing.

I like your eyes moving

laughter is more charming

I would like to caress you again

that lovely face

arm in arm and dream talk

like yesterday, you and I

this is beyond's "like you". At the beginning, he spent a lot of efforts to learn this song. His Cantonese voice is pure, and his head is bent and playing love songs is really charming.

Thinking about sitting on the bay window opposite him, listening to his singing, gentle eyes, and clapping his hands.

Jiang Yichen finished a short play and raised eyebrows at her: "how about it?"

"Good to hear!" She squinted and laughed, with stars in her eyes.

Jiang Yichen seems to be back in his childhood when he was sitting on the playground playing guitar. The sky was blue and the sun was warm. At that time, he was young and had a thin spring shirt.He cleared his throat and sang a warm and sentimental love song.

How to have a rainbow

how to embrace the wind in summer

the stars in the sky smile at the people on the ground

always can't understand, can't feel enough

If I fall in love with your smile

how to collect how to have

if you are happy not for me

will you let go, actually it is to have

care and cover your mouth.

Ah, ah, this is the song of her favorite band before. Jiang Yichen sings so charming that she vows to be more gentle than ever. She can't even describe this feeling with words. A heart is like a spring into the spring, wrapped by warmth, washed once, and then slowly melt, become soft texture.

He said deep, serious and unsmiling, but at the same time, there was a boy of fifteen or six years old living in his heart. He would show his childlike side in front of his consideration. He still had the breath of youth, especially when singing contentment.

When a gust of wind blows, the kite flies into the sky

praying for you and moving with blessing

finally, you disappear at the end of the sea of people

only then do you find that it is the most painful to laugh and cry

Jiang Yichen had to continue, but the door was knocked again.

He stopped what he was doing.

An Qianhui said: "Yi Chen, your voice is lower, which has a big night to sing, and so on you downstairs president Wang will come to complain."

Jiang Yichen: "good mom, I know."

He showed his hands to miss: "can't sing."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's not good to disturb the neighbors." She clapped at him and said, "Jiang Yichen, you are so good. How can you do anything?"

Jiang Yichen pretended to be reserved: "generally, there are only a few songs. If you think about what you want to listen to, you will have a chance to play it to you."

Of course, the heart is another idea, which I will not, otherwise how can receive a class love letter.

He put the guitar away and went to the front of his mind.

Care to hand him, blankly asked: "what's the matter?"

Jiang Yichen laughs: "invite you to take a bath."

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