My 26-year-old Pretty CEO

"I said it was just a little injury. It's all right now. Besides, you don't know that your husband is as strong as a cow. How can something happen?"

"Brag again Nalan's poems are full of happiness, but his heart is full of shame and anger. His face is pink and shy.

Chennan takes the key of his wife's car, puts his wife on the co pilot, starts the car, and comes to Chunjiang hotel all the way. In this five-star hotel near the river, chennan has decided the best private room near the river.

"Happy Birthday to my wife. Today my husband is working hard to hold you up." Listen to the car, chennan get off the car and pick up the poem.

Nalan poem language powder boxing lightly beat his chest way: "bad guy, tired you, say you hurt, don't involve the wound."

"I have said that your husband is as strong as a cow. That injury is nothing. Today is your birthday, so I should reward you, so I will hold you up."

"Bad guy, what a shame!" Seeing this guy taking advantage, he spoke with such a high sounding voice. Nalan spoke softly, but he didn't struggle any more and let someone go.

Chen Nana holds his wife in his arms and sniffs the orchid fragrance of the beautiful president. When the waiters see that he is holding a beautiful and elegant beauty, they all look at him. When they see that they are looking at themselves, Nalan Shiyu is so shy that she pushes zhenshou into his arms. She is so shy and happy. She is in a sweet mood.

Chen Nan has been holding her to the box near the river. Two waitresses immediately welcome her and respectfully say to Nalan: "happy birthday, madam."

Nalan Shiyu is more shy, struggling to get down, but chennan doesn't let go. She gently pushes open the door and holds Nalan Shiyu into the private room. The waitress immediately retreats.

When Nalan Shiyu saw the layout of the room, he was in a mood. There was no light in the private room. There was only a square table in the middle. In the middle of the table was an extra large birthday cake. Outside, there was a heart-shaped candle with two bottles of top-level red wine in the middle. The candle light was swirling and the soft music was flowing. It was both ambiguous and warm.

Chennan directly holds Nalan Shiyu to the chair. Nalan Shiyu looks at everything he quietly arranges. His heart is full of sweetness and happiness, but he can't say a word. With a shy blush on his ice clean face, he gently puts the rose in the middle of the table.

Chen Nan lit the small candle on the edge of the cake and said with a smile, "Shiyu baby, blow the candle."

Nalan Shiyu nodded hard, and the two men got together and blew out the small candle representing age.

"Happy birthday, wife!" Chen Nan took out the necklace made of chalcedony.

Looking at the alluring glass red and the flowing red light, Nalan Shiyu knows that this necklace is absolutely valuable, but what she values is not the necklace itself, but someone's heart for herself.

Nalan Shiyu looked at the necklace. He was so happy that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he said, "thank you. Please put it on me."

With these words, Nalan Shiyu lowers her head slightly and stretches out a white and elegant Xiuxiang. Chennan wears the necklace on the neck of the Shiyu with her own hands. The halo on the necklace lingers and flows with a faint warm breath. Under the moistening of this breath, Nalan Shiyu gets rid of fatigue and is fresh and refreshing. She can't use it all over.

"Wife, why are you crying?" Chen Nan found that his wife's face quietly rolled down a few crystal tears.

"I I don't think so. " Nalan poetry language raises jade hand to want to cut tears, be Chen Nan a to grasp small hand, gather up front, kiss the tears on her face one by one.

But the happy tears of Nalan Shiyu flow down again. Chennan kisses her tears and says with a smile: "Shiyu baby, don't cry, I'll be full if you cry again."

"You bad guy, you're dead!" Nalan's poems are full of shame and anger, and his pink fist is beating him on the chest. He is shy and tender.

Chen Nan's big hand gently embraces her, and Nalan Shiyu obediently buries her head in his arms. They quietly embrace each other and listen to each other's heartbeat. Nalan Shiyu feels that she has never been so close to this man as she is now. That kind of intimate feeling makes her unwilling to get up, and she wants to let the man hold her for a lifetime.

Chen Nan held his wife for a long time, gently gathered her hair and said: "poetry language, hungry, come on, eat cake."

Chen Nan cut the cake and put it in front of his wife. They leaned together and ate the birthday cake.

Time is not long, all kinds of dishes come up. Nalan Shiyu sees that they are usually his favorite dishes. He knows exactly what he likes to eat. At this time, she knows that this man always has himself in his heart, and then she thinks that he has been protecting himself silently without asking for repayment. The estrangement in Nalan Shiyu's heart gradually disappears, and it seems that it's also good for his women Not that much.

Chennan opened the red wine again, and the couple clinked their glasses to drink. The atmosphere was harmonious and warm.

After a warm and sweet candlelight dinner, chennan said with a smile: "Shiyu, how about I take you to press the road?"

"Well!" Nalan poem language nods lightly, stretch out a hand to want to take the rose on the table, Chen Nan receives to come over to help her receive into the space, a pull wife's hand, two people went out of the box.The whole body Chen Dou has never been so happy, just like the smile of the little girl who runs with him.

By Chen Nan with her, poetry language of course not tired, Chen Nan with her has come to the viaduct. Above the stars, below is the bright River, and the fresh evening wind blows on her face. Nalan Shiyu feels that she is almost drunk. She gently leans on the man's side, letting the cool evening wind blow her long hair. She feels very comfortable.

"Poetry Chen Nan called softly.

"Well, hum!" Nalan answered with a soft voice.

Chen Nan's hands don't know when more than a beautifully packaged box, the box opened, inside is a brilliant, inlaid with Sapphire Diamond ring.

He took out the diamond ring, gently grasped Nalan Shiyu's little hand, looked into her eyes and said, "Shiyu, although we were nominally husband and wife before, I never formally proposed to you."

Chen Nan dun for a while, Nalan poetry language see him holding a diamond ring, realize what will happen next, heart like deer bump, I don't know why feel a little flustered.

Chen Nan gently closed her ears, flying around the fragrant hair, looked into her eyes and said softly: "poetry, be my wife."