The Romantic CEO

When the car drove into the community, the memory of the dust laden began to wake up slowly. There was no big change in the community from four years ago. She passed by here more than a month ago, took a quick look and then moved her eyes.

Jiang Yichen is carrying two big bags, which contain all kinds of vegetables and some seasonings. If he changes into the old man's vest, trousers and slippers, it will be no different from the old man who buys vegetables.

After the password is entered, the door opens.

Secretary Zheng has just put the clothes delivered into the cloakroom and put the newly bought sandals in order. She cleaned up the summer clothes and single shoes all morning. Yesterday, she swept the skin care products, cosmetics and daily necessities on the first floor of the international trade building in the center of the city. In one day, her new membership card was upgraded to super super super VIP.

The first time she bought something so crazy, of course, she didn't buy it for herself.

After cleaning up, she wiped the sweat on her head and stood up with her aching waist. She thought, what kind of woman is this? It should be the first woman to live in this house. As far as she knows, there are no women around Jiang in recent years, let alone some people live in this house like a hostess.

Her curiosity was soon satisfied. When Secretary Zheng was getting ready to go downstairs, she happened to meet Jiang Yichen entering the door. She was hunched and panting. Seeing her big boss, she immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Jiang, the summer clothes and shoes sent in this morning have been sorted out."

"OK, Secretary Zheng. It's hard for you."

"No hard work. Mr. Jiang, I'll go first?"

"Well."

When Secretary Zheng left, she saw her side face. Although it was not accurate, her radian was exquisite and perfect, and her skin was white and tight. Secretary Zheng thought, "God, a side face without makeup is so beautiful. Her skin is so white and so good. She instantly understands something.".

Thinking about taking the vegetables into the kitchen, and when the housekeeper's aunt would come to cook, Jiang Yichen slipped upstairs and stuffed the two boxes of Okamoto into the bottom cabinet beside the bed.

In fact, the furnishings of the house have not changed much, except for the kitchen utensils that used to be changed for a long time. She washed her hands at the edge of the pool and went out. Jiang Yichen stood at the stairway and waited for her and said, "would you like to go upstairs and have a look?"

His appearance was full of expectation, as if there were some treasures to show her.

He followed him up the stairs. There were several more paintings on the wall of his bedroom, which were landscape paintings by Rembrandt van lain. Jiang Yichen paid a high price to buy them, which were originally hidden in the Amsterdam Art Museum, but now they are transported back to the bedroom.

The bedroom has already been changed into a clean new sheet. Before today, it was still the residence of a single man, but after today it is different.

When the door of the cloakroom was pushed open, I saw a long row of shoe racks with various kinds of single shoes, such as thin heels, slope heels, flat bottoms, ribbons, crystals and so on.

The sliding door of the wardrobe opens automatically. Inside are the summer clothes of the season. The color is simple and elegant. Jiang Yichen asks his secretary to buy them and send them specially. The models are either s or XS, which fit her figure very well.

Jiang Yichen really spent a lot of effort to please her.

Material, spiritual, as far as possible to meet, oh, there will be physical.

As a cosmopolitan straight man, President Jiang once listed going shopping with women as one of the most annoying things. Now, he has discussed with his secretary for a long time in terms of clothing style and color.

"You bought so much, some of which I didn't wear will be off season. It's too wasteful."

Jiang Yichen pointed to the clothes in the wardrobe and said, "then you can try them all in the afternoon. Those you like will stay and those you don't like will be returned."

This should not be wasted, Jiang thought weakly.

I don't know if I can try out the clothes in this wardrobe in an afternoon.

With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Yichen, a man who takes out a hundred million eyes without blinking, tells him that it is unnecessary to waste.

It's 10:30 now. When the housekeeper arrives, Jiang Yichen instructs her downstairs that the dishes should be as light as possible as soon as she recovers. Streaky pork is used to make braised pork and not to put too much sugar.

Originally, the housekeeper also wanted to show a knife to make a double cooked pork.

Thinking about taking a bath in the bathroom upstairs, she forgot to wash her hair in the hospital. When she came back to wash her hair, there was a newly bought aunt's towel at the bottom of the storage cabinet. Secretary Zheng really took everything into consideration.

The fragrance of bath milk is elegant orange flower fragrance, is the fragrance that she likes. She smelled the elegant fragrance and soaked in the bathtub for more than half an hour.

She tried to empty her mind and not think too much.

Having taken the first step, it is almost impossible to take it back.

It was like that she thought that she would never meet with that man in this life, but she still couldn't avoid it and finally had to return to him.

floating on the surface of the white foam, thought out of the hand poked and poked, and soon broke.AI Ben is a bubble!

After soaking in hot water, she finally got a little blood on her face and didn't look so pale. She dipped a cotton pad into the water and slowly smeared it on her face.

The face in the mirror is still young and beautiful, but also because of the precipitation of time, it seems calm and calm, although that pair of eyes no longer have the look and look of that year.

There was a knock on the door.

Think of said sound into.

When the door was pushed open, Jiang Yichen stood by the door and said, "the meal is ready."

Miss turned to him and nodded, "OK, I'll go down after changing my clothes."

Jiang Yichen had a wonderful sight. He saw her barefoot on the floor at a glance. He frowned slightly. He went to pick up the beige slippers she had left behind. He bent down and put them at her feet and said, "no barefoot."

Then he did not wait to think about the reaction, pressed her white slender ankle to put on shoes for her.

Then he stood up and looked at her hair with a bath cap. He reached out to untie her bath cap and took a hair dryer from one side to blow her hair. He raised his hand and pressed his wrist. He turned to look at him: "I'll do it myself."

In fact, she is not particularly used to this way of getting along.

Jiang Yichen also did not have to force, cut her wet hair, put the hair dryer on the dresser.

Because of the heat, her face became a little red, like the sunset in the evening sky, rendering a bright color to the sky curtain. She was wrapped in a bath towel, from the angle of Jiang Yichen standing, she could have a delicate and flat one-shaped clavicle, as well as the undulating arc like fragrant snow.

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