The president's wife

Chapter 331

"What are you doing here?" Ye Chengrui frowned slightly, and closed the laptop in front of him.

When An Youchen appeared here, he didn't notice at all.

"It's not easy. It's not easy. I've been sitting here for more than half an hour. You just saw it now. Blame me?"

An Youchen rested his chin and sighed in disappointment, but the smile in his eyes didn't diminish, but rather.

She is already beautiful, with a heroic look in her eyebrows and eyes, and after staying in the crew for a long time, her facial expressions have become much richer and clearer.

This movement of sighing and smiling, in Ye Chengrui's eyes, was like someone holding a feather and gently scratching his heart.

"Didn't the housekeeper tell you that no one should disturb me during my office hours?"

Ye Chengrui raised his eyebrows, his voice was as low and hoarse as breaking ice into water.

An Youchen raised his chin arrogantly, "I said it, so I just sat here and didn't bother you!"

Ye Chengrui's habits have been fully understood since he was his assistant.

An Youchen's straightforward admission made it difficult for Ye Chengrui to say anything.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Based on his understanding of An Youchen, and his temperament of going to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, he must have something to ask of himself to be able to wait there so peacefully.

Sure enough, when Ye Chengrui asked, An Youchen immediately sat upright, with his hands placed on the table in front of him like a primary school student in class.

"There is nothing else, I just want to ask you, I have been a servant here for a week, is the rent enough?"

An Youchen looked at Ye Chengrui eagerly, his lips were slightly pressed together, and the index finger of his right hand was gently tapping on the back of his left hand.

Ye Chengrui raised his eyebrows, leaned back on the back of the chair, lowered his eyes and looked at An Youchen, "Or do you think today is giving you a holiday?"

After Ye Shengrui came back last night, Butler Lin took away her uniform.

At that time, An Youchen didn't think much about it, thinking that he just took it away and washed it, after all, it was the same for the past few days when Ye Chengrui was no longer.

It wasn't until Ye Chengrui came to wake her up this morning that she realized that the clothes collected last night hadn't been delivered yet.

Ye Chengrui's answer really shouldn't make people too happy.

The palm of his hand was slapped heavily on the table, and with a bang, An Youchen stood up happily.

"Great! The common people have ushered in the great liberation, and finally they don't have to sell themselves into slavery!"

The smile on An Youchen's face was bright, and his eyes seemed to be sprinkled with a handful of broken stars, with folds shining brightly.

Seeing An Youchen so happy, Ye Chengrui couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"Can you be so happy without being a servant?"

An Youchen was very happy at this time, and pushed back without hearing Ye Chengrui's words clearly.

"Of course, who would like to be a servant and listen to others all the time, especially serving."

Serve you this great god.

An Youchen suddenly realized the inappropriateness of the latter sentence, his voice stopped abruptly, and his body stiffened.

"What do you serve?"

Ye Chengrui said coldly with a half-smile in his eyes.

An Youchen turned his stiff body to look at Ye Chengrui, and could only laugh dryly.

"Of course I'm serving such a handsome, rich and suave domineering president like you!"

While talking, An Youchen blinked innocent little eyes at Ye Chengrui, looking very sincere.

Ye Chengrui suddenly stood up from his chair, walked around the desk and came behind An Youchen.

An Youchen felt a thorn in his back, and immediately turned around with his eyes wide open, and stood facing him.

But his face suddenly moved closer to her, with a half-smile in his eyes, and a cold voice, "I'm handsome and rich?"

An Youchen nodded with a stiff neck.

He bullied a little closer, and said coldly again, "Am I romantic?"

An Youchen leaned back slightly and continued to nod.

The smile in his eyes deepened, and he stretched his hands forward, imprisoning An Youchen between his body and the desk, "I'm the domineering president?"

At this time, An Youchen's neck was not only stiff, but his whole body was in a difficult posture, keeping it parallel to the desk.

It was very difficult for her to nod at this moment, and the smile on her face froze, "No one is more domineering than you."

"Since I have so many advantages, why do other women want to be my slaves, but you are the only one who is afraid to avoid it?"

Ye Chengrui's question was very light, and the smile in his eyes was slowly freezing into ice.

His gaze was firmly locked on her face, not letting go of her slightest emotion.

An Youchen's support was so difficult that his head couldn't think at all, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

But Ye Chengrui got closer to An Youchen, stopped when he was only one centimeter away from her lips, and said affectionately, "Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

At this time, there was an invisible pressure on him, which made An Youchen feel very familiar.

This is exclusive to the king, born with invisible temperament and pressure.

An Youchen was shrouded in such a layer of pressure, and his mind became more and more confused.

After finally finding her voice, she couldn't choose what to say, "You are so good, of course it's because I'm afraid that I will fall in love with you!"

After finishing speaking, An Youchen almost bit off his tongue, instinctively wanting to hide.

But thinking about it, he had nothing to hide, so he watched Ye Chengrui's expression openly, to see how he would react.

Ye Chengrui was obviously stunned for a moment, and then the condensed frost in his eyes was like ice and snow in spring, melting again at a visible speed, and finally merged into a clear spring, flowing out from his throat.

"This answer is exactly what I want, I am sure!"

"Are you sure? What are you sure about?" An Youchen blinked, unable to keep up with Ye Chengrui's train of thought.

"You can fall in love with me!"

Ye Chengrui had an arrogant face, with a doting smile in his dark eyes, he bent his fingers and scratched the tip of An Youchen's nose.

"boom!"

This is not an auditory hallucination!

Something seemed to explode in An Youchen's mind, and there was a crackling sound, as if he was frozen, his expression looked a little funny.

Originally, he thought that An Youchen would jump up for joy like before, but the woman in front of him seemed to be isolated, with a blank expression on her face.

"why?"

An Youchen could hear the trembling in her own voice, and tried her best to restrain her urge to scream, and finally found her own voice.

The hand hanging by the side has been tightly clenched into a fist, trembling slightly, only one sentence remains in his mind, "You can fall in love with me!"

With a smile on Ye Chengrui's face, he pressed close to An Youchen's ear, and said in a bewitching voice, "I happen to be short of a Mrs. President!"

(End of this chapter)