"I got it! I got it!" the tabloid reporter said excitedly, holding the camera.
In the camera, the second son of the Qiao family and the eldest Miss of the Han family are sitting side by side. Second Young Master Qiao's arm rested on the back of Miss Han's chair, as if it was surrounding her. And the tabloid reporter just now had a very good shooting angle. At first glance, the heads of the two people overlapped, as if they were kissing. Although he knew that it was not true, it did not prevent him from using this photo with the narration of "passionate kiss of golden boy and girl" and "uncle and sister-in-law become lovers in seconds" to attract attention.
"It's over, it's over." The reporter whistled, put away the equipment with his companions, and withdrew.
"Are you gone?" Qiao Chengyu asked. With his back to that side, he couldn't see what was going on.
Han Yanyan saw that the paparazzi had finished work and retreated. She glanced at Qiao Chengyu who seemed to be close to her but kept a distance, and said, "No, I'm still shooting. Maybe I'm not satisfied."
"Don't be so rigid, it's too unnatural." She raised her cheeks slightly and said to him, "Be a little more intimate, pick up a strand of my hair, wrap it around with your fingers, yes, that's it... wrapping..."
Qiao Chengyu did as she said seriously, leaned slightly, and approached her naturally, smelling the fragrance on her body.
Qiao Chengyu doesn't study women and perfumes deeply, unlike some noble sons in this circle, who can smell the fragrance and know women. He only felt that the aroma of Han Yanyan was very attractive. This seductive scent is overly mature, she is a young girl who is only twenty-three years old, and this seductive scent is mature for her age.
Her skin is younger than her age, firm and elastic, and you can feel the youthful vitality jumping.
And her eyes... eyes... Qiao Chengyu paused slightly when he saw the playful look in those eyes. Looking back, there is still the shadow of the paparazzi in the distance, and I have already finished work and went home.
been played.
Qiao Chengyu pursed his lips and wanted to withdraw his hand. But a strand of Han Yanyan's long hair was still curled up on his fingers, and when he pulled it, Han Yanyan let out an "ouch" in pain. Qiao Chengyu stopped his hand, said "I'm sorry", leaned down and got close to Han Yanyan, wrapping his hair around in circles.
When the last circle of hair was undone and the long curly hair was about to slip from between his fingers, Han Yanyan suddenly raised her eyes, raised her face and placed a kiss on Qiao Chengyu's lips.
The long hair did not slip off, and the tip of the hair was pinched in Qiao Chengyu's hand. The two looked at each other, and the tips of their noses were only a few centimeters apart. Qiao Chengyu's eyes were dark, and Han Yanyan raised his eyebrows.
There was no tyrannical kiss like a domineering president. Qiao Chengyu and Han Yanyan faced each other for a few seconds, let go of her fingers, let her long hair slip from her fingers, and sat up straight.
"It's boring." Han Yanyan wrinkled her nose. Qiao Chengyu gave her a sideways glance. Han Yanyan sneered at him: "You are like an old man."
She suddenly paused, and asked in surprise, "You...you're not still a virgin, are you?" No, in her advance message, this Qiao Chengyu had more than one girlfriend when he was studying abroad.
Qiao Chengyu silently lowered his chest and said calmly, "No."
"Then you are gay?" Han Yanyan frowned. It shouldn't be, there is no hint at all for the pre-given information.
The breath in Qiao Chengyu's chest couldn't go any longer.
"Otherwise, how would you explain it? You didn't respond to me at all." Han Yanyan complained.
Qiao Chengyu turned to look at her, his eyes dark and deep.
"You're the man I want to marry," he said. "I want to take you a little more seriously."
This time, Han Yanyan's eyes were fixed. After a while, her rosy lips curled into a slightly cold arc.
"I'll give you a piece of advice. In this world, don't be too sincere. Whoever is sincere... Who is stupid." She smiled so coldly that she refused to be thousands of miles away.
Lazy Han Yanyan, sexy Han Yanyan, proud Han Yanyan, confident Han Yanyan... Perhaps, none of them are more real than Han Yanyan at this moment, Qiao Chengyu thought.
Because of this little episode, the two of them had a very quiet dinner. Han Yanyan didn't need Qiao Chengyu to send her off after the meal, she asked the driver to pick her up and had to go elsewhere.
"Let's play at night, together?" Han Yanyan asked.
"No." Qiao Chengyu looked at his watch and declined, "There is still a report to catch up."
"Okay, let's work hard, heir." Han Yanyan teased.
The three words of heir touched Qiao Chengyu's nerves. The driver opened the door, and Han Yanyan turned around to get into the car, but was suddenly caught by his wrist and pulled back.
Although winter is coming to an end, the wind is still cold. Qiao Chengyu's lips were hot, and the tip of his tongue was hot. The kissing skills are very good, and it really is not a virgin.
With a professional smile on his face, Uncle Chen held the door and turned towards the front of the car, leaving only his back to the kissing couple.
Qiao Chengyu let go of Han Yanyan, wiped the lipstick on his lips with his thumb, released her hand and said, "Have fun." After speaking, he took a half step back. His hands were in his trouser pockets, his black coat was open, and the corners of his clothes were blowing in the evening breeze.
Han Yanyan glanced at him with a half-smile, then bent down and got into the car, then walked away.
In the car, Han Yan lit a cigarette.
Han Yanyan himself does not smoke, but the "Han Yanyan" in this world will meet.
Once the pre-given information in her head is activated, Han Yanyan can receive everything she has in this world, including her words and deeds, living habits, and even her personality.
The "Han Yanyan" in the world that first collapsed was a little white-collar worker with a pure, kind-hearted and simple-minded personality. This kind of character can be said to be a weak character. After receiving it, Han Yanyan's own character took over the dominant position. The "Han Yanyan" character design in the apocalyptic world is even more blank, which is directly filled by the deity of Han Yanyan. So in those two worlds, Han Yanyan didn't feel anything.
But the "Miss Han" in this world was born rich and wealthy, with a warm, flamboyant and strong personality. Although Han Yanyan is still in control, it is inevitably affected. For example, now, when her mood fluctuates slightly, she smokes a cigarette. This is the habit of the eldest Miss "Miss Han", not the habit of Han Yanyan's deity.
Coming to this world, Han Yanyan felt that she might have to be precise.
She was smoking a cigarette in the dark carriage, thinking about the course of the world.
In this world, her golden finger is her identity. The Han family has been wealthy for three generations and has abundant capital. In front of the status of "Han's heiress", beauty is just the icing on the cake. The task of this world is to make Qiao Wenxing understand his mistakes. To put it bluntly, isn't it just to make him regret it
This task is not difficult, what is difficult is how a living person manages his own heart and restrains his emotions while interacting with other living people.
"Cross the world quickly" ah, who is sincere and who is stupid.
Han Yanyan took a deep breath, allowing the nicotine to penetrate deep into his lungs and poison his own cells.
It has been half a year since he came to this world, and Han Yanyan feels that he is much better now. She remembered very clearly that when she first arrived here, she went to travel around the world, and she lived a very happy and wanton day every day, but at night, she always woke up from her dream again and again, and touched her chest in cold sweat. , make sure there is not a blood hole there, not a sharp claw crushing his heart.
Then she couldn't help but look back, wanting to see if there was a ruthless man behind her. She really really wanted to know what Ding Yao's expression and mood were at that time. When she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, she would curse him, hoping that he would die in the hands of the Corpse Emperor after her death. And then fell asleep in this anger.
Half a year later, this kind of anger gradually rarely broke out. But Han Yanyan knew that it did not dissipate, but was pressed in his heart.
Probably, hate always lasts longer than love.
The phone rang, and tonight's playmates called her to urge her.
She chuckled: "It's almost here, I'm going to have dinner with Chengyu tonight, it's a little late." The person on the other end of the phone teased and asked if she and Qiao Chengyu were really here. Han Yanyan laughed wantonly: "You will know after a while."
She put out the cigarette and asked the other party, "Are there any handsome guys tonight?"
The other party smiled and said: "Of course, they are all under our family, and all of them are popular little fresh meat, you can say which one you like."
Han Yanyan has written a lot about the life of a rich man who is drunk with money. After all, Ba Zongwen is the mainstream of romance. The drunken fans she wrote were partly based on entertainment news, partly on the occasional revelation in the forum, and most of the rest depended on her own imagination. At that time, I couldn't help but be obsessed, thinking about how nice it would be if I could live such a life someday.
I didn't expect such a day to come. If "quick wear" is regarded as a job, this can be regarded as a company benefit.
Han Yanyan had a pleasant evening.
The next day, a blurry photo of her hugging two popular little fresh meats in a nightclub made headlines. The newspaper was in the hands of her big dad at breakfast time.
Father Han only glanced at her, and lightly told her not to stay up late and hurt her health. Qiao Wenxing Deng newspaper announced that they had broken off the marriage, which hurt the face of the Han family. Although Han Yanyan was currently dating Qiao Chengyu, and he gave him a little color, Father Han felt that it was innocuous.
With such a big daddy that he will bear for you when you pierce the sky, Han Yanyan feels very comfortable.
As soon as she was in a good mood, she called Qiao Chengyu: "I've been chasing me for two months, when is second son Qiao going to propose?"
Qiao Chengyu said, "That's up to you, Miss."
Han Yanyan looked at the large courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the chill was fading away, and the sun was warm.
"Then today," she said lazily.
The next day, the two appeared in public, and the paparazzi spotted the pigeon eggs on Han Yanyan's fingers. When asked if the two were engaged, Han Yanyan and Qiao Chengyu clasped their fingers together with a sweet expression on their faces.
One said, "Guess what?" The other wrapped his arms around his lover to block the approach of the paparazzi, and said, "We'll know after a while."
The news that the two have been in love for life made headlines and quickly spread.
When Father Han saw it, he glanced at the pigeon eggs in Han Yanyan's hand and asked, "When will the engagement ceremony be held?"
Han Yanyan only drank healthy freshly squeezed juice in front of his father, raised his glass, and said of course, "This kind of thing, of course, must be brought up by the man."
On the other side, Qiao Chengyu, who lives in his apartment, received a call from the secretary next to Father Qiao: "Master Chengyu, the chairman wants to see you tonight, please come home."
At the same time, Bai Yue also saw the newspaper.
Her lover is the real eldest young master of the Qiao family, and the arrogant eldest lady of the Han family is going to marry an illegitimate child from a peripheral girl, and the relationship between them is all hypocritical, which is a sad business marriage at all.
In Bai Yue's heart, there was a faint sense of victory.