Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

Du Yan'an has never washed a woman's hair, but Du Yan'an probably knows how to come. Du Yan'an carefully washes LAN Ziting's head, and the movement in his hand is so soft that it seems that he will hurt LAN Ziting with a little effort. LAN Ziting looked at Du Yan'an's serious face and couldn't help laughing. When Du Yan'an talks about the company, he may not be so serious.

Because Du Yan'an was so attentive that he didn't find LAN Ziting laughing at him. He just washed LAN Ziting's hair meticulously. After washing her hair, LAN Ziting felt a lot easier, and Du Yan'an did a good job. At least she didn't get the shampoo into her eyes.; For the first time, lanziting was very satisfied.

LAN Ziting sat on the bed and wiped her hair with a towel. After a while, she saw Du Yan'an coming in with a hair dryer. Du Yan'an took away the towel and said, "it's too late now. I'll blow dry your hair to prevent you from catching a cold."

Du Yan'an carefully blows LAN Ziting's hair. When the warm wind blows, LAN Ziting feels relaxed. Du Yan'an gently took LAN Ziting's hair and felt that this dark hair really saved his eyes.

"Few girls don't dye their hair. My wife's hair looks good."

Du Yan'an said proudly, looking like my wife in the world. LAN Ziting listened to this sentence and just smiled: "you really think so. You didn't say that before."

"When did I lie to you?"

Du Yan'an raised his eyebrows and smelled the fragrance of lanziting. In a trance, he talked about those things in the past. In Du Yan'an's slow voice, as well as the low blowing sound of the blower, the past is like a dusty treasure chest, which is opened again to show those sad or happy past. LAN Ziting suddenly seemed to go back to the past. Those things were shown again in her mind, which made LAN Ziting feel very nostalgic. Although the past was not full of beauty and happiness, it was all cherished by LAN Ziting. It is so many ups and downs intertwined that they have the time to slowly talk about the past.

Du Yan'an said as if telling a story. LAN Ziting added a few words from time to time. They seemed to forget the time for the time being. They kept saying that all the lights outside were extinguished, leaving only their one with a warm light, shining like a star at night. The night was shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere. Du Yan'an lay in bed with LAN Ziting in his arms. He felt that there was no time for him to feel so happy.

The sleeping world gradually wakes up, and the sunshine pouring down wantonly bit by bit, with the breath of fresh dew, spreads all over the world. The birds that wake up early fly among the branches, form company in twos and threes from time to time, and occasionally wake up some people's good dreams. Du Yan calmed his nerves and woke up. He rubbed his temples and half narrowed his eyes at the dazzling sunshine through the curtains. Du Yan'an's eyes turned and looked at LAN Ziting who was still sleeping safely. A smile came out of the corners of her mouth. She was tired last night.

Du Yan'an didn't want to wake LAN Ziting, so he gently got out of bed, pushed away the children's sleeping room, looked at their quiet and lovely face like an angel, and unconsciously became gentle in front of them. After seeing it for a while, Du Yan'an went out and met the maid who was just going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Looking at the tall figure in front of her, the maid was stunned and said, "President Du? What's the matter with you?"

I don't blame the maid for making a fuss. Usually Du Yan'an is too tired and won't get up too early, let alone go to the kitchen early in the morning. Du Yan'an waved his hand and said, "you don't have to make breakfast today."

"Ah?" the maid was surprised again. She looked at Du Yan'an without joking. Although she was still in a daze, she nodded and untied her apron. "OK... Will my wife do it herself today?"

When the maid asked, Du Yan'an smiled gently. LAN Ziting cooked so many meals for him, and he should have come once. After that, Du Yan'an really felt that life was too short and there were too many accidents. He wants to seize every day to take good care of LAN Ziting, so that even if he really dies, he won't feel too sorry.

While Du Yan'an was thinking about LAN Ziting, the maid was instantly blushing and heartbeats. Although she definitely didn't think about her relationship with Du Yan'an in Xiao, which woman could keep the clouds and the wind light under such a smile. Du Yan'an has always been cold, just like the beautiful sculpture, with few expressions, let alone smiles. Except LAN Ziting, almost no more than five people can see.

A moment later, Du Yan'an also recovered. Looking at the red face of the maid, she always felt uncomfortable. She frowned and said in her usual indifferent tone, "I'll do it today. You can do something else."

After Du Yan'an finished, he turned directly into the kitchen. The maid stayed in place for a long time before she recovered. What did she just hear? Du always has to cook? She was frightened, but at the same time, she envied LAN Ziting very much. There is no one like Du Yan'an except LAN Ziting.

Why is the gap between people so large? The maid sighed faintly and reluctantly went out.

Du Yan'an walked into the kitchen wearing an apron and looked awkward and funny. He opened the refrigerator and looked at the pile of fresh and rich ingredients inside. For a moment, he was a little embarrassed. Cooking is not difficult for him, but Du Yan'an doesn't know what to cook. LAN Ziting's favorite food is. Du Yan'an wants to make a rich dish for LAN Ziting to taste, but it's still morning. LAN Ziting can't eat so many things. She's afraid of adding a burden to her stomach, so she can only give up.

After suffering for a while, Du Yan'an took out two eggs and prepared to make some simple and nutritious breakfast. LAN Ziting is really too thin. It looks like a gust of wind can blow her away. It hurts him. With a knife, Du Yan'an skillfully cut tomatoes. She has made up her mind to fatten LAN Ziting, and it's more comfortable to hold her.