The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1699 Newly Married 1751
Yan Qing asked the driver to bring the car over. He stood at the door of the clubhouse and tilted his head: "Are you afraid?"

"what?"

"It's nothing, just play billiards and get distracted. Are you hungry? Let's go have some supper."

"Don't." Long Yan patted his swollen belly: "We eat all kinds of things like this, I'm afraid I will have a beer belly."

Yan Qing watched her stroking her stomach, and laughed for a long time: "So you need to exercise more. If you want to fall in love with me, you can't do without a good body. At least you have to train your abdominal muscles. Your waist strength, it looks like it no."

"What do you mean, what do you mean?" Long Yan suddenly exploded, and he opened his shirt: "I also have vest lines, who doesn't have abdominal muscles, hard, if you don't believe me touch it, and I'm a girl!"

Yan Qing stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, Long Yan was afraid of tickle, and suddenly hid, Yan Qing pulled her back with a smile: "Well, this fat but not greasy little muscle has been trained well, but it's not up to par yet. If you meet my request, I am afraid that you will complain about your back pain every day in the future."

Long Yan: "..." What kind of word is this?

Fat but not greasy, just like a dish!

The driver drove the car over, she got in the car blushing, and Yan Qing got in the car, the phone rang suddenly, he pulled down the sound insulation panel of the car, answered the call, Long Yan sat beside him and listened, waiting for him to hang up Finally, he asked curiously: "Are you still so close to the members of Congress? Are you planning to host a banquet for several members of Congress tomorrow night?"

"There's no harm in going back and forth, there will be places where they will be useful in the future."

"Is it useful? Members change every two years, and they run for election after four years. It doesn't matter to them. But brother Yan, I'm not reconciled to your failure in the election, right?"

Yan Qing straightened his clothes, folded his long legs, and smiled lightly: "There is nothing unwilling, but now I am glad that I did not run for election, otherwise, I guess I would not be so free to eat and drink with you every night. "

"That's right. If you become the president, I won't dare to approach you anymore. Last time, Secretary Xia specifically talked to me."

"Secretary Xia?" Yan Qing didn't know what was going on, so he frowned slightly and said, "What did he talk to you about? When did it happen?"

"It's New Year's Eve. Didn't the media follow you closely during that time? The scene of you sending me upstairs was captured by reporters. Fortunately, Secretary Xia found out early, otherwise the media would really have something to write about."

Yan Qing frowned, displeased with Secretary Xia's meddling: "So, we planned to celebrate the New Year together, but in the end, you ran away? I thought you were because of the text message I sent."

"How is it possible?" Long Yan looked excited, and his heart was still full of joy after the passage of time: "Your text message made me laugh all night, so, brother Yan, is it me that you are talking about first love?"

(End of this chapter)