The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"In that case, do you want to look at it more?" Ni Lehui asked jokingly, his words were very heartwarming.

"Yes." Yan Yaoshun squeezed the hand on her waist and turned her body around. Yan Yaoshun lifted her face, and the two of them faced each other. Yan Yaoshun's eyes were fixed on her red lips. He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Ni Lehui was stunned for a moment. She didn't dislike his kiss at all. Yan Yaoshun kissed her deeply, as if to swallow her in her belly. Ni Lehui was holding something in her hand. She wanted to respond to him, but she couldn't keep up with him. Rhythm.

Ni Lehui felt his restless hand, and his kiss also changed in quality. At this moment, a strange smell drifted out. Ni Lehui realized what it was and pushed Yan Yaoshun's chest. "Don't...pot..."

Yan Yaoshun also realized it, suppressed his impulse, and let go of Ni Lehui.

Gaining freedom, Ni Lehui turned to turn off the fire and calmed down the irritability in her heart. After she recovered, Ni Lehui looked at the egg fried rice in the pot and seemed to have failed. It would have been successful because Yan Yaoshun ran to the kitchen, but she failed again. .

This meal is leftovers from last night. Ni Lehui feels that it's okay to eat less. Yan Yaoshun is too particular about it. She is not so particular about Yan Yaoshun. If it were Yan Yaoshun, she would definitely not use leftovers to fry.

"I blame you." Ni Lehui glared at Yan Yaoshun. She has fried all the leftovers. If she wants to fry again, she has to cook rice to fry.

"Very good." Yan Yaoshun said, pulling Ni Lehui's body, Ni Lehui stepped aside, and saw Yan Yaoshun holding a bowl. He used a large bowl and almost finished it in one bowl.

"What about mine?" Ni Lehui couldn't help asking when she saw that she didn't have her share.

"You go out to eat when you go to work." Yan Yaoshun said, meaning that he didn't send her to work today, and went to the dining room to eat with a bowl.

Ni Lehui didn't know how it tasted, and Yan Yaoshun didn't give her a taste. I guess it's not very good. Ni Lehui sat opposite Yan Yaoshun and watched him devour it. I guess I went out last night without eating.

When Yan Yaoshun was eating, Ni Lehui watched, the scene was very beautiful.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and the two were taken aback at the same time. It was only after 6 o'clock. Who would ring the doorbell at this time? Except for Wen Zhifan, who Ni Lehui can't think of?

It can't be Nie Jieyang, he didn't come here last night.

"I'm going to open the door." Ni Lehui got up. If it was her cousin, she could hand over the cuckoo to her cousin at the right time.

Ni Lehui opened the door, and when he was about to open the door, he glanced at the cathole defensively, but she was taken aback when she saw it, and thanked that she didn't open the door directly.

The person who rang the doorbell outside was not someone else, but Yan Changtuo.

Ni Lehui was stunned, and then she realized that this house was left to her by her parents. When they immigrated to Paris, they sold the old house and sold her a house here.

She rented out before. Yan Changtuo knew that the decoration was done by Yan Changtuo. She loved Yan Changtuo before. After her parents left, Yan Changtuo became the only thing she thought except for her aunt in T City. Relying on, he knew what she had, but she didn't know what he had.

Ni Lehui didn't say a word and didn't open the door. Yan Yaoshun finished his meal, the doorbell still rang harshly, and came to the door. Seeing Ni Lehui leaning against the door with no intention of opening the door, Yan Yaoshun raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "What? Now? Who is it?"

Ni Lehui pointed to the cat cave. Yan Yaoshun glanced at her, then moved his eyes to the cat cave. When he saw Yan Changtuo outside the door, Yan Yaoshun's face sank and his eyes were fierce.

"Le Hui, open the door, I know you are at home, Le Hui, open the door, I have something to tell you." Yan Changtuo urged when he saw that he hadn't come to open the door for a long time.