The temperature in France is not much higher than that in China.
Zhan Wuyou didn't bring a few clothes, so he shivered from the cold when he left the airport.
When Yan Qing took people into the car, she was still thinking about how she brought this gadget.
He didn't come here to play this trip. With such a soft and painful little tail, it was really troublesome.
But seeing him crouching his neck and rubbing his hands, obviously terribly cold, but obediently sitting beside him and not daring to make a sound, his iron-like heart unconsciously opened his mouth, revealing some softness that is not easy to show. Meat.
Taking off his coat and putting it on Zhan Wuyou's head, he said disgustedly, "I don't have time to take care of you, just stay in the hotel obediently for me these few days, and I'll be back in two days."
"Well, I will obey the master." Zhan Wuyou held the coat that was stained with Yan Qing's body temperature, and carefully put it on.
Yan Qing is 188 tall, and his clothes are more than two sizes larger than Zhan Wuyou's. Wearing this cashmere coat is like stealing an adult's clothes.
The cuffs have been circled twice to fit.
Yan Qing looked at the cuffs that fit her just right, and Zhan Wuyou's extremely empty sleeves, which were obviously not too big, actually looked like wide sleeves when he wore them.
The white and tender wrist was in the empty sleeve, so thin it was unbelievably thin.
"Did Zhan's family not give you food?" Yan Qing likes plump and stocky animals, and is very dissatisfied with dry ones like Zhan Wuyou. "Eat more in the future."
Zhan Wuyou scolded Yan Qing from the bottom of his heart that he didn't know how to style, he looked thin but felt boneless. That's what Bone and Flesh Yunting said! But he still responded obediently, "I will obey the master."
"En." Yan Qing nodded in satisfaction.
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Yan Qing took Zhan Wuyou into the hotel, leaving one person to accompany him before going to the museum
It's outrageous to carry a gadget with you when you're doing business, and Yan Qing can only go here with the exception of this gadget.
"Stay here and find Wang Zhi if you have anything to do." Yan Qing left after finishing speaking.
He has tall legs and long legs, and he walked out of the corridor in a few steps.
The subordinates had been waiting by the elevator early, and pressed the button when they saw Yan Qing walking towards here.
Zhan Wuyou sat on the soft sofa, watched Yan Qing leave quickly, touched the clothes on his body with a sleepy expression, then stood up hastily as if he had realized it, opened the door and chased him out. "Wait, clothes."
The red number on the elevator at the end of the corridor jumped, and with a crisp sound of 'ding—', it reached the top floor.
Yan Qing raised her foot and was about to enter.
Although Zhan Wuyou didn't hurt his muscles and bones after being hit by ten boards in the morning, it was inevitable that he would feel pain if he rubbed against his clothes while walking. He couldn't keep up with people, so he could only shout, "Yan Qing."
The empty promenade is like a loudspeaker with excellent sound quality, sending these two words to the other end with incomparable clarity.
Ever since she took the position of Patriarch, Yan Qing has never heard someone call her name and surname like this.
He stopped and looked sideways.
Yan Qing's subordinates were also shocked by the courage of this little thing. They turned their heads together, and looked admiringly at Zhan Wuyou, the gadget who called Lord Yan by his name.
Zhan Wuyou trotted to Yan Qing in an awkward posture, panting for breath. Noticing that all the elders were staring at him, they pursed their lips nervously. Then hurriedly took off the black cashmere coat on his body, held it in his hand, handed it to Yan Qing, and said in a low voice, "Well, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold." , "Lord, master."
Yan Qing took the coat and hung it on her wrist, her voice couldn't hear any emotion, "Yan Qing's voice is quite smooth?"
Zhan Wuyou lowered his head and pretended to be a small quail.
The elevator was stopped for a long time, and there was an urgent mechanical sound.
"I'll take care of you when I come back!" Yan Qing took a long step and walked into the elevator.
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Zhan Wuyou stood in front of the elevator, watching the elevator door slowly close, and the red number showing the number of floors gradually jumped down.
He ran back to the room with great effort, and lay down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching helplessly the figures surrounded by small black dots entering a black sports car and speeding away.
The one Yan Qing stayed with Zhan Wuyou was one of his cronies, Wang Zhi, who was also trusted by Zhan Wuyou after he became the Patriarch of the Yan family.
This man's strength is good, and his mind is even more flexible.
He wobbled and stood next to Zhan Wuyou, admiring the handsome arc of the taillights of their Ye Yan's sports car together.
"Yan Ye is special to you." Wang Zhi took the initiative to speak.
Zhan Wuyou turned his head and smiled at him, looking a little shy. What I thought in my heart was that this person is not easy to fool, and I want to sneak away from under his nose to steal that mask... Trouble.
"Going to sleep, do you have a jet lag?" Wang Zhi glanced at his watch, "Yan Ye won't be back today, you go to sleep now, when I wake up, I'll take you to eat something good."
"Ah?" Zhan Wuyou was startled, "Is Lord Yan not coming back?"
"When Lord Yan comes back, we should go back to China." Wang Zhi closed the window and urged Zhan Wuyou to go to the master bedroom to sleep. "I heard that you have a fever. Don't catch a cold again. I need to prepare for you before going to bed." A glass of milk?"
Zhan Wuyou followed his strength and walked to the master bedroom. When he came to the bedside, he stopped, looked back at Wang Zhi, and said, "Brother Wang, that, I, can I trouble you with something?"
"Let's talk." Wang Zhi leaned against the door of the bedroom. He looked like the most popular little wolf dog nowadays, and he was handsome with a bit of ruffian. In particular, he was half leaning against the door frame, and he would never stand upright, which further contributed to this ruffian, "Except for taking you to find Lord Yan, nothing else is a problem."
"I, I won't disturb the master," Zhan Wuyou lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I, I'm just a little nervous, um, I'm here to apologize for hurting Miss Su, you know, right? ?”
Wang Zhi raised his eyebrows, "I know."
Zhan Wuyou gave a soft 'ah' sound, as if he didn't know how to continue, "Then, that day, I was the one who wanted to go to the hospital to see Miss Su, but the master didn't agree, so I thought... didn't I Master is still angry with me?"
"That's it?" Wang Zhi's angry faces were almost squeezed together, "You don't want to ask me what Yan Ye likes? Daily life? Strange things?"
"Ah?" Zhan Wuyou's eyes lit up, you were just reminded that you can understand this aspect, and asked urgently, "Can you?"
Wang Zhi frowned, "Of course not." At first he thought it was some kind of charming person who captivated Lord Yan, but it turned out to be a pure and timid little bunny type.
I really can't see that Lord Yan is so good at it.
But he still has a conscience, looking at the pitiful look of the little white rabbit with drooping ears after being rejected, he comforted him, "Don't think about it, since Lord Yan brought you here, it means that he didn't mean to hate you .It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier." Wang Zhi paused, then added, "Do you want milk?"
"No, thank you. That, Brother Wang."
Wang Zhi made a puzzled voice, "En?"
Zhan Wuyou's face was blushing, and her voice was a little weak, "I'm used to sleeping naked, that, if you need me for something, please knock on the door before you come in, okay?"
He wasn't interested in looking at this little white rabbit's body, Wang Zhi laughed dryly, "Okay, I'll be in the living room outside, call me when you wake up."
"Okay, sorry to trouble you, Brother Wang."
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What Wang Zhi hates the most is men who are twitching and tired of women. Zhan Wuyou can be said to have played the role of timidity and crookedness.
After driving the people away, Zhan Wuyou locked the door and sat on the sofa near the balcony, tapping the diamond earrings with his fingertips.
On the sports car five kilometers away, a sleek metal object in the pocket of Yan Qing's coat shone with silver light.
The earrings made a very slight white noise, followed by Yan Qing's extremely light breathing and the roar of the sports car motor.
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Zhan Wuyou stretched his brows and eyes, stood up and stretched his muscles.
[The author has something to say]: Worry-free: Yan Qing, Yan Qing, Yan Qing, Xiaoqingqing~ I just shout, I just shout (*＾3＾)
Yan Qing: Come on, call on the bed.