83. Domineering president spoils his petite wife

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A melodious bell sounded vaguely in the sleeping dream, very short, and stopped before the dream was broken.

Zheng Lan should have continued to sleep, but she was kissed.

This early morning kiss was very gentle, like a feather shaving the lips, the temperature is not high, ordinary women can't wake up, but unfortunately Zheng Lan is not an ordinary woman, she is Princess Pea who is used to sleeping alone for more than 20 years, when her lips meet, she is very sensitive The Princess Pea opened her eyes immediately.

She glared at him lazily and without any deterrence, her vocal cords, which had not fully awakened, were soft and hoarse:

"What are you doing?"

"Go to sleep, I'm going to work."

The man touched her head, got up and left the bed.

Zheng Lan closed her eyes, but within ten seconds, she suddenly propped herself up and sat up.

What are you doing in the early morning, kissing and rubbing her head, she is very uncomfortable, really uncomfortable, why should a middle-aged woman in her forties suffer this kind of heartbeat.

The eldest lady sat on the edge of the bed and shook her legs. The wooden floor was blown cold by the air conditioner. She slid her feet into her slippers and stood up with the bedside table.

His legs were sore and soft, but his body was very light, as if he was twenty years younger all of a sudden.

"Lan Lan, are you up?"

Zheng Lan took the thermos cup and poured warm water, holding the wall of the cup in both hands, and spit out the word "um" slowly.

Yan Lin took out today's task in the bathroom - begging his wife for help with matching clothes.

It's so beautiful, Yan Lin feels that he can complete at least two tasks a day starting from today.

After Zheng Lan had also washed up and walked out of the bathroom, he found that Chairman Yan, who had a lot of work, was sitting on the sofa drinking water in his pajamas, and couldn't help but feel a little strange:

"Don't you change your clothes and go to the company?"

The voice fell, and there was a sudden knock on the door of the master bedroom.

The array that came in outside the door really startled the eldest lady.

A full eight servants rushed in in groups, pushing several carts of clothes.

Yan Lin took his wife to the sofa and sat down to rest, explaining:

"I asked them to move my dressing room over."

Zheng Lan glanced at him, opened his mouth and wanted to scold him for being an inch monkey who went up the mountain to dominate the mountain, but in the end he didn't say anything, and closed his mouth again without embarrassment or embarrassment.

His intention is obvious. He wants to integrate into her life little by little. It is best to blend in with water, milk, and become inseparable.

Although Zheng Lan looked a little unconvinced, her lips were slightly pursed, and the boss's eyes were reluctant, but if she was really reluctant, with her unequivocal eldest personality, she would have brought him together with clothes long ago. out.

The one-day plan is in the morning. The chairman waits for them to clean up the locker room, and the cost of time spent waiting for them to clean up the locker room may not be able to stop them with their annual salary, so the servants are tidying up and wondering why they have to wait for them to clean up before changing. clothing? Is it bad for busy people to go to work first and let them tidy up at home?

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