Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

Du Yan'an's heart moved her very much.

After combing his hair, Du Yan'an said, "let me help you make up."

"Make up?" this time, LAN Ziting was even more surprised. For a boy, combing his hair is a big and difficult thing, let alone make-up.

"It's just eyebrow painting." Du Yan'an knows that he is not good at it now. "In ancient times, husbands painted eyebrows for their wives." he explained with a smile, "I want to feel this feeling."

So LAN Ziting had to sit quietly and let him draw.

Du Yan'an's technique is light and stupid. Wiped several times and changed several times, but LAN Ziting still couldn't help being happy and wouldn't be impatient at all.

The two people in the room had a peaceful atmosphere, and a breeze blew outside the window. It gently brushed across this tall and developed city, exuding strong competitiveness, but revealing a bit of tenderness.

A few wisps of sunshine quietly hit the wooden floor through the French window. They beat naughtily, as if destined to be a bright day.

meanwhile.

Walking down the stairs, Du Yan'an took LAN Ziting's hand and was going downstairs. Du Yan'an looked at LAN Ziting with spoiled eyes. LAN Ziting had a slightly red face and a shy face. As the saying goes, "there was no Rouge in the world very early, and a girl's face was only a lover's red." at that time, LAN Ziting was like this. She blushed for the person she liked.

Two people clasped their fingers and tightly entangled together, as if they couldn't be separated. It's really a disharmonious scene. When they walk together, they are the perfect couple in the eyes of outsiders.

hold your hand and grow old together with you. LAN Ziting knew the existence of this sentence for a long time. At this time, when she walked with Du Yan'an, her heart was warm, and her feelings were soft and gradually surrounded her heart.

Lanziting, she just wants to be with him all the time and never separate. Lanziting secretly thinks in her heart.

The two of them walked slowly down the stairs and through the corridor. They came to the living room. Du Yan'an approached the table, pulled out a chair for her and motioned LAN Ziting to sit down. She soon understood what he meant and sat down obediently. Then Du Yan'an sat beside her, "what do you want to eat?" Du Yan'an asked her softly, with countless tenderness in her tone, And that tenderness is only for LAN Ziting. Her heart could not help warming.

Du Yan'an's eyes were filled with a few faint smiles, but she was caught by her sharp eyes.

"Everything is good." Lan Ziting whispered to him. For her, as long as he is there, everything is good, and the premise is that he is good.

After hearing this, Du Yan'an said, "then order all the dishes you like." then he immediately ordered the housekeeper to prepare, and after a long time, he had dinner under the housekeeper's service.

Two people sit face to face on both sides of the bench. As long as they raise their heads slightly, they can see each other eating.

"Stupid pig." Du Yan'an ate and scolded her in a low voice, but LAN Ziting heard it. Du Yan'an, who usually doesn't eat much, cursed her, but his tone is slowly full of love.

"Don't talk when you eat, you should eat well, you know?" said LAN Ziting, glancing at Du Yan'an again.

But Du Yan'an didn't mean to stop. He sniffed, "I want to say, there are grains of rice next to your mouth." Du Yan'an smiled maliciously.

After listening to him, LAN Ziting found that she was about to eat to her chin. She wanted to take the rice from her mouth, but Du Yan'an suddenly came up and stretched out her hand to take the rice from her mouth. LAN Ziting stared at him. At that time, the person who moved her heart was magnified several times in the field of vision, and only the distance of a few millimeters made people's heart beat faster.

She quietly looked at his eyebrows and eyes, deep eyes, high bridge of nose and thick sword eyebrows. Every place was just right. How could there be such a person like him in the world? LAN Ziting complained in her heart.

After that, Du Yan'an sat down again and began to carefully put LAN Ziting's favorite things into her bowl. He was meticulous and picky. He carefully peeled the shrimp and then put it into her bowl. From time to time, he looked at LAN Ziting with some spoiled eyes.

And she didn't speak, just smiled at her.

The best life is to enjoy a pleasant morning with the person you like at the beginning to gradually change into a deep love.

For a moment, LAN Ziting felt that she was already very happy and didn't want to force anything impractical.

The housekeeper in suits and shoes standing aside had an indelible smile on his mouth. He quietly looked at them and the happy couple. He couldn't help sighing in his heart that most of the ending was beautiful, and they had experienced the vicissitudes of life and finally walked together again. It's good, good. I wish they could go on happily all the time. He sincerely wishes both of them.

On this day, the sun is not dry and the breeze is just right. Just right, everything is just right.

Time is a kind of good medicine. It is omnipotent. It can kill many things. Everyone walking in the world feels that it is the best way to forget a person. While killing those things, you can also find something that belongs to you. For example, LAN Ziting belongs to Du Yan'an.

"We'll see Mr. Lin later. Do you need some gifts?" Lan Ziting suddenly thought of this question, so she raised her head and asked. After all, now he has become Du Yan'an's wife. Lin Tiannan sent his blessing every day.

"No need." Du Yan'an stretched out his hand to LAN Ziting's head and said with a smile, "that old guy has a lot of things in his house and doesn't lack anything."

"Isn't that good?" Lan Ziting showed an embarrassed look.

"Yes, let's go." Du Yan'an didn't give LAN Ziting any chance at all. He took her hand and went outside.

The housekeeper had already prepared the car and waited at the door.

......

Lin Zhai.

The flowers in the garden are blooming one by one, red like fire, delicate and charming, white simple and elegant, fresh and charming.

Lin Tiannan got out of bed early. He held his little grandson and played on the lawn. Children who can't speak at all are always very happy to see bright colors.

"This is a flower bud, just like you, in bud." Lin Tiannan smiled at the child's sight and explained.