Ungrateful CEO's Love

As soon as his voice fell, he jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, and left with a big step in the eyes of the woman.

He walks while making a phone call, but that end has been turned off, the sound of cold voice, listening to his heart inexplicably anxious, as if there is a pair of invisible hands in his heart.

Yin Han knows that if the woman doesn't really encounter difficulties, she won't call him easily.

There was nothing he could do, so he had to press a number and dial, "I'm Yin Han. Help me check the number I just called on my mobile phone, where is it now?"

"Boss, what are you doing in the evening?"

"Cut the crap, do you check?" He gritted his teeth coldly, heard each other's shivering, and quickly replied, "check, I'll check for you right away."

About half an hour later, he received a phone call to confirm the location of the stream, but the other party was not sure that the stream would stay there at this moment. After all, she had turned off the power and could not find her exact location.

Yin Han didn't care too much. He stepped on the gas and drove to the west coast.

Finally, he saw a familiar figure from a distance.

Then he slowed down and stopped at the side of the road. He saw a stream sitting on the beach, his head buried between his knees. The moon covered her thin figure, which was very distressing.

He went up and looked at the suitcase beside her. "Yo, where's the beauty running away from home?"

Hearing the sound, the stream raised its head and looked at him unexpectedly.

Yin Han sat beside her and said with a smile, "do you call me to come to see the sea in the evening?"

He is not tight tone at this time, not only not so annoying, but slowed down the depression of the stream, she weakly smile, "how do you find here?"

He looked at her, his dark eyes fixed on her, but he twisted his fingers with exaggeration. "I'll know where you are when I pinch my fingers. Do you believe me?"

"Do you want a fortune teller for you?"

He also held her hand like a model, "male left female right, come on, right hand to me, this young master to show you."

Xiaoxi was amused by him and pulled back his hand. "You think I'm a three-year-old."

Yin Han is an observant man, how can he ignore the red blood in her eyes? The red and swollen eyes must have cried and suffered some injustice.

But she didn't want to say, how could he take the initiative to touch her wound?

He would rather be nothing to know, nothing to ask, as long as what she needs, he gives unconditionally.

Stream of course also understand his mind, smile convergence, sincere way, "thank you."

"You can't just say thank you. I'm very realistic. Do you want to do something? My mind and body? "

He teased her with a smile. When he saw that his smile was quite meaningful, he immediately misunderstood and blushed, "you want to be beautiful."

His smile was deeper. "Where do you think of it? I mean, should you be sincere? Like cooking something for me? I'm drinking today and I don't eat anything. "

The stream is a big embarrassment.

"But where can I cook for you now?"

"Why don't you come to my house?"

The stream looks at him and is hesitating whether to go to the man's house at midnight. However, he raises three fingers to promise, "only eat, I promise."

"But what I cook is not delicious." The brook is sad when it comes to this.

No matter how hard she used to study, someone doesn't like it, no matter how much effort you put in, as long as that person doesn't like you, he can't see anything, and naturally won't care about the food you cook.

Yin Han shrugged pointlessly, "I don't have high requirements. I can eat it."

Smell speech, stream light smile, had to nod.

Yin Han's private villa covers an area of nearly 1000 square meters. There are all kinds of facilities in the huge kitchen, but there is nothing in the freezer except wine and bottled pure water

Frustrated, the stream squatted in front of his freezer and looked up at him, "are you going to let me cook wine for you?"

He laughed sheepishly. "I forgot. I seldom come back here."

The implication is that he has many villas? Don't even care to go back here?

Xiaoxi shakes her head. In the past, she thought that most rich people were driving a BMW and living in luxury villas. But since she met Gu Mingjun and Yin Han, these two men completely changed her mind.

There are several cars in their garage. The sports cars are either Bugatti Viagra or Lamborghini. The private cars are more limited edition. Xiaoxi used to not understand Gu Mingjun. What do you do with so many cars?

It seems that this is the common fault of these rich people.

"Why don't you buy it now?"

As long as she is not afraid of trouble, he is willing to spend time with her slowly.

Xiaoxi nodded and closed the refrigerator. "That's the only way."He drove as fast as he could to the nearby 24-hour supermarket. Xiaoxi pushed his car and carefully selected things in the big freezer, while he followed behind, his lips rising uncontrollably and his eyes filled with tenderness.

He didn't know if he had drunk too much? Why is my heart drunk

When did Yin Han go shopping with women? He always used cards to send the women's demands, so that they can buy whatever they like, as long as they don't bother him. But now, he is willing to follow her, and even takes the initiative to help her push the cart, and he will take all the high things.

Xiaoxi actually planned to cook bowl noodles for him, but he didn't have any oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar at home, so he had to buy everything new, which also delayed them a lot of time. When settling the accounts, she just took out her wallet, and he brushed all the cards.

When I got back to the villa, it was already dawn.

Xiaoxi looks out of the window. She thought it would be hard for her to survive these hours last night, but with Yin Han, it seems that time passes quickly.

In fact, she also wants to make herself very tired. It's better to have no time to think about those sad things.

She sat waiting for the water in the pot to boil and put the noodles. But somehow, her eyelids were heavy, and she forgot that there was still water in the pot. She leaned against the freezer and fell asleep.

When Yin Han came down from the upstairs after taking a bath, he heard the sound of the kitchen. When he came near, he saw that she was asleep, and the water in the pot was nearly dry.

I don't think I can eat what she cooked.

He had no choice but to smile, put out the fire, looking at her tired face, heartache.

"What a stubborn woman."

He sighed, knowing that she wanted to make herself very tired, so that she would not have too much time to think and cry

But women really don't need to be too strong.

Sometimes, it's better to lean on the people around you or to cry out?

She looks like this, only can hide the sadness, disguises the strong smile, lets the human be distressed and worried.

He slightly bent down and picked her up. The stream just opened its eyes slightly and fell asleep again. He forgot to cook noodles at all.

Yin Han saw that she was sleeping so deeply, and the smile on her lips widened. I can't imagine that if he came down a little late, would his family be burned by this woman?

Take her upstairs, put her on his big bed, then, he sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette, ready to smoke one, but it seems that suddenly sounded something, just lit the cigarette press in the ashtray, stiffly to die.

It was already dawn, and his mobile phone began to make trouble with Yin. Yin Han took his mobile phone to the balcony and said, "hello."

"Mr. Yin, the meeting at 9 o'clock this morning..."

"Suspend."

Assistant Leng for a while, then reply, "OK, then do you want to arrange another time?"

"Tomorrow. I'm not free today." He pinched the eyebrow, some tired said, to hang up the phone, looked back at the still sleeping stream, as if thinking for a while, then helplessly smile, into the house.

Maybe it's because I'm very tired. After a whole day's sleep, the stream wakes up at night. It's a dark day.

When she sat up, she realized that she was still boiling water.

My God!

How could she forget such an important thing!

When the stream rushes out of the room and goes downstairs, he sees Yin Han cooking in the kitchen. His skillful and natural movements seem to be much better than her.

Stream Leng Leng stand in the kitchen door, he micro side head to see her, "wake up?"

She then found that the sky was dark, and knew that she was almost in trouble. She looked at him in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I fell asleep accidentally yesterday."

Yin Han's lips have been hanging a smile, looking at the things in the pot, "you don't have to feel sorry, isn't this nothing happened? It's good. " He picked up the crab in the pot and looked at her, "are you hungry? Wash your hands for dinner. "

Xiaoxi thinks it's good to look at the color of the crab. She really looks down on him. What's more, she doesn't know how many unknown aspects of this man who seems to be fooling around?

Today is a bit of a new look.

Yin Han put all the dishes he prepared on the table, and the aroma was overflowing, especially touching the greedy insects in his stomach. Especially for people like Xiaoxi who had been hungry all day, they couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food.

"Come on, slow down. Be careful."

He put the crab on the plate of the stream. Seeing that she didn't know how to do it with a fork, he couldn't help laughing, "what's the matter?"

The stream seldom eats crabs because of the trouble.

She shook her head with a smile, did not say that he did not know how to do this crab, he seemed to know her mind, put her plate in front of him with a smile, and helped her to pull the crab open and get the fresh meat out.

After a moment, he put the plate in front of the stream again and said, "have a taste.""Thank you." She smiles and tastes a piece of it. The fragrance lingers on the tip of her tongue. It's memorable The stream can't help nodding and praising, "well, it's really delicious. How do you cook it?"

She always thinks that people with good cooking skills are amazing. That's because she can't grasp how well she cooks. What she cooks always tastes like.

Yin Han cooked for a woman for the first time and was praised for the first time. He couldn't help but feel happy, with a smile on his lips. "I have a friend who is a top chef. I go to learn from him occasionally."