My president is very special

Chapter 243
After Shi Manyue muttered a lot, she froze all of a sudden, and suddenly came to her senses.

"What am I thinking?"

"What kind of person he likes, what kind of person he likes, and what does it have to do with me?"

Pointing to her nose, Shi Manyue muttered, shaking her head, "If I have the time to think about this, I might as well think about how to sleep."

After muttering, Shi Manyue lay back on the bed again, and pulled the quilt to cover her head together.

But this posture didn't last for a while, Shi Manyue began to toss and turn again...

Crescent Moon clearly bears witness to Shi Manyue's disorientation.

But Yanxilou in the next room was also in a restless mood.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, wearing a black bathrobe, holding red wine in his hand, and dripping water from his black hair, announcing that he just took a shower a few minutes ago.

Tonight, he couldn't tell how many times he took cold showers.

It was just taking cold showers over and over again, but it still couldn't wash away the restlessness in his heart.

Whenever she recalled how Man Yue wiped his body, fed him medicine mouth to mouth, and when she wiped body lotion in the bathroom, Yaxilou was in a state of mind.

In the past, he felt that he had good self-control, even though he loved him in every possible way, he could still control himself.

But what happened today was a very realistic slap.

Remind Yan Xilou that in front of Shi Manyue, his self-control was completely defeated.

Yanxilou raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, while his Adam's apple was rolling, the eyes staring at Yueya were firm.

The next day.

When the full moon woke up early in the morning.

Rather than waking up early in the morning, it is better to say that Man Yue didn't know if she had slept or not all night, and was groggy.

After waking up, the back of my head hurts badly.

She went to wash up briefly, cheered up, and left the guest room.

When he walked to the living room, he glanced at the room in Yanxi Building, and he was about to knock on the door.

But after thinking about it, he finally gave up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the two of them.

She followed Uncle Ghost's taste.

German white sausage, toast, and eggs are paired with whole grain porridge made by Shi Manyue herself.

When Shi Manyue had just prepared breakfast and placed it on the dining table, the door of Yanxi Building's room opened.

Shi Manyue looked up, and saw Yan Xilou dressed in black formal attire, her hair combed meticulously, revealing her prosperous face with no dead ends, and her long and narrow eyes were deep and sharp.

The whole aura is in full swing, like an arrogant king, who despises everything in this world.

Shi Manyue was a little dazed looking at it.

The main reason is that this appearance is too different from yesterday.

Yesterday, Yanxilou was like a sick and beautiful man who had been born all his life.

But at this time, he seemed to be a tyrant who killed without blood.

Shi Manyue feels that Yanxi Tower is like a mystery, not only many stories, but also many faces that Shi Manyue doesn't know.

However, when Shi Manyue was in a trance, Yan Xilou had already walked over.

Shi Manyue calmed down and smiled, "Second brother, you woke up just in time, come over for breakfast!"

"Yeah." When Yan Xilou responded coldly, he had already walked to the dining table.

When he was seated, he straightened his tie a little, moved his chopsticks gracefully, and began to enjoy breakfast.

That slow and elegant posture is like a live art.

Shi Manyue withdrew her gaze and shook her head silently.

This good-looking man is always easy for people to see God.

Because it is too delicate, no one will be indifferent to the artwork.

(End of this chapter)