Chapter 116

Name:CEO, Leave Me Alone Author:Xin Ya
The familiar smell made her instantly know what the object was.

I don't know why, Leng Wanyan felt relieved a lot. Her body was still close to the man's chest, feeling the heat from his body, with a kind of domineering evil charm!

Shangguanzixuan estimated that he had just taken a bath and just felt thirsty, so he came to the kitchen to find something to drink? After landing on both feet, fortunately there was no glass debris in the dark.

"Mr. Shangguan, don't you turn on the lights when you are at home?" Cold Wanyan some chagrin said, the dark Shangguan Zixuan is really scared her feet, hurt her juice.

In the dark, his thin lips started, and the scholar's breath fell on her face and neck: "Miss Leng, you don't have the habit of turning on the lights when you are at home?" Shangguanzixuan retorted, still with the chill of the day in his tone, but the protective action just now let her feel that he still cares about himself.

A "home", so that cold Wanyan's heart lake is not consciously disturbed, a layer of ripples. She drooped her eyes and grasped the little bread that was left in her hand. This is not my real home.

If she had such a big family, she would not be a poor person herself, and she would not need to sign that deadly engagement with him. Does this man think that this is her home?

Only to their loved ones or relatives, will their home be said to be their home, cold Wanyan's heart a little warm, incredibly inexplicably moved.

The man in his arms did not speak and did not know what he was thinking. Shangguan Zixuan stretched out a hand to pull the door of the refrigerator. The lamp in the refrigerator lit up the position around them.

"Don't move!" Deep magnetic voice, which can not hide the concern and tension. Leng Wanyan stood in place, obediently did not move. He looked down and avoided the juice bottle that had been broken just now. He went to the door and turned on the kitchen light.

All at once the room was bright.

Leng Wanyan looked down at the glass residue with a trace of juice at his feet. If he had just moved, maybe his feet would have suffered.

Shangguanzixuan was standing there, wearing silk blue pajamas. His perfect and strong figure was looming. His slightly wet hair hung on his full and beautiful forehead, which was more casual than the image of combing his hair on the back of his head.

His black gem like eyes locked in her delicate and perfect face, cleverly captured the appreciation of women's eyes.

Just now, the stiff face was inexplicably relaxed. The thin and cool lips cracked slightly, and said with some sarcasm: "why, still stay there and let me hold you?"

Leng Wanyan Jing's eyes moved from the man's body, lowered his head, carefully avoided the glass debris on the ground, and said: "where can I be so pretentious?" He watched her come safely to his side and breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Wanyan was just about to clean the ground when shangguanzixuan's long arm stretched out and held his right hand. He pulled her directly to the white marble table in the middle of the kitchen and sat down.

The warmth in the man's palm made her have the illusion that the man in the car today is all like ice or him? Leng Wanyan is a little confused. What does he want to do?

"Sit still!" After the man overbearing command, and then without saying a word to walk in the past.

After a while, the man came back with more brooms and dustpans in his hands.

Leng Wanyan was stunned for a moment. He watched the noble and elegant man with a broom in his hand and carefully cleaned up the glass debris on the floor. Finally, he used a mop to mop the juice sprinkled on the ground.

Leng Wanyan looked at the man and finally dragged the ground with a mop. The whole ground became clean and bright, spotless, and a trace of warmth flowed through Leng Wanyan's heart.

She silently looked at the man in front of her. He was mature, steady, handsome, powerful, powerful and powerful. At this time, another man who made people feel warm was shown in front of her. How could he let himself feel some heart again?

When Leng Wanyan was dreaming, he had taken out the package of food she had bought yesterday from the refrigerator. There were vegetables, melons and meat in it.

It was placed on the marble table, and the ingredients inside were taken out from the packaging bag and placed on the table.

Leng Wanyan looked at some silly eyes, raised his eyes and looked at him. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gentle man.

"What are you going to do?" She didn't understand what men were doing.

Shangguanzixuan did not look up, continued to choose his ingredients, and finally took two carrots and a piece of beef, as well as a few pepper.

"Are you hungry?" He said with his back to her. He looked down at his pajamas. He seemed to think of something. He took Wu's usual apron, put it around his neck, and put it on.

He turned around and went to some Leng God's cold and graceful words in front of her, still back to her, raised his hands, undisguised request: "help me tie it up!"The man's pleasant voice, warm heart action, cold Wanyan suddenly have a kind of close feeling, some dazed looking at him standing in front of him and asking her to help tie his apron. It's incredible that such a man would still be like this?

Leng Wanyan carefully hid his surprise in the bottom of his heart, stretched out his white hand and grasped the belt on his back and waist. Because his left hand couldn't be too hard, he tied it slowly and clumsily.

Slowly tied the apron, shangguanzixuan felt that the little woman in the back had been dallying for a long time, and accidentally touched his little hands on the waist. Suddenly, he felt a strange feeling in his body.

In the mind of shangguanzixuan, she appears the appearance of her apron, gentle and virtuous or smart and lovely?

Until the voice of the woman behind her sounded, with a trace of unspeakable shyness in her voice. Her voice was very low and gentle: "tie it up!"

Just now, she thought about her beautiful face in the corner of her head. She even thought about it!

The man turned around and stood tall and upright in front of her. The air was strong. The hormone breath of the man was oppressed and forced to move his sight down a little bit. It seems that he is shy!