The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1490 1522 Missing You, It Hurts 1
It seemed that after waiting for a long century, he finally found the low beam of the car flashing in front of his eyes. Long Yan parked the car slowly in the yard, rubbed his hands and ran in through the wind and snow. Feet, stepping off the snow under your feet.

Yan Qing felt that at that moment, the world was complete.

She raised her lips and smiled restrainedly, without hiding it at this moment.

He walked over and saw that Long Yan didn't wear a skirt anymore, he didn't feel regretful, he was actually not used to seeing Long Yan wear a skirt, he still looked pleasing to the eye in men's clothing.

Yan Qing patted the snow on the top of Long Yan's hair in a flowing motion.

"It's not easy to drive on the road, is it? Tell you to slow down. Judging by your speed, you must not take it seriously."

"Hey, don't tell me, just now on the road in the suburbs, the car really slipped a bit. Fortunately, I have good driving skills."

Yan Qing saw that she was carrying a bag of green apples in her hand: "Not sour?"

Long Yan shook the green apple: "It tastes good, why don't you try one?"

"Leave it alone, it will be Christmas Eve in a few days, and now everyone is buying red apples, you are ingenious."

"Hey, I bought it after traveling half of the capital. Is the hot pot ready? I'm starving to death. I can't help drooling when I hear the sound of boiling water on the phone."

"Go and wash your hands."

"Row."

Yan Qing brought out the mandarin duck red and white hot pot and put it in the dining room, then went to make two Xiaodie sauces, took a bottle of sake, poured two glasses of wine, and put the small speaker playing warm music on the beside.

Long Yan walked to the table, the table was close to the floor-to-ceiling window, and the snow outside the window and the Christmas tree were printed, and some colorful lights were shining on the Christmas tree.

"Brother Yan, did your family hang up the Christmas tree so early?"

"My friend went to the mountain to cut it, and he saw it was good, so he gave me one."

"Why is there a little Charmander hanging on it?"

Long Yan has good eyesight, and the little red Charmander, wearing a Christmas hat, is like a shadow under the flickering lights.

"The decorations are all made by the butler, so why is there something wrong with Charmander?" Yan Qing smiled meaningfully.

"It's... good!" It just matches my surname!Long Yan was amused, stared at him and asked: "Can I eat?"

"Eat."

Long Yan sandwiched the shrimp, dipped in the sauce, took two bites and gave his thumbs up, took another bite, and blew: "Brother Yan, when it comes to cooking skills, I have only served one person. Seriously, who put you down?" If you marry and go home, you will be able to satisfy your stomach for the rest of your life. Oh no, if you marry you, you will definitely be able to grab your stomach. Oh, I forgot that you are already married, sister-in-law can speak a lot!"

"Speech incoherent?" Yan Qing picked up his glass and took a sip of wine.

Even though he never mentioned the matter of being bitten before, the atmosphere between the two of them was a little bit excited and nervous when he said it, Yan Qing leaned back, vaguely happy: "Taste this egg dumpling, specially Made it for you."

There are five egg dumplings in the hot pot, lined up, four of them are in the shape of normal egg dumplings, worried that one is heart-shaped, Yan Qing picked it up and put it in his bowl: "Taste the taste."

"Ah?" Long Yan looked down, the egg dumplings in the bowl were heart-shaped, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, put the hot pot aside, just this one, don't blame her for thinking too much, she raised her eyes and looked at Yan Qing With a glance, he suddenly choked out a thoughtless sentence: "You give me your heart to eat? It's just this one, I'll eat it...isn't it good?"

"Huh? Don't want to eat? Then give it back to me." Yan Qing said, and put the dumplings in himself.

"Damn it! Are you really taking it away?" Long Yan shouted, with sharp eyes and quick hands, he suddenly stopped Yan Qing's chopsticks to prevent him from succeeding, and quickly stuffed the egg dumpling into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)