The host is irritable every day

Chapter 47 Tender grass eats old cows (47)

Not only was he eating breakfast slowly, but the assistant had said before how busy he was, and he didn't see any meetings he was about to hold.

But you don't need to ask her to know that according to the Ba Zongwen she read before, she must have rejected it because of her arrival.

This is how it is described, but it applies to men in love.

It's just that not long after she said this, Jiang Yan started looking at his phone after breakfast to study the investment of a certain film and television.

He slapped her in the face.

After chewing the last bite of the steamed stuffed bun, Qi Wan stretched her waist, and leisurely turned east and west in the huge suite, occasionally pressing the main key of the mobile phone in her hand, and occasionally casting her eyes out of the window indistinctly.

After a long time, she scratched her head, dropped her phone, and ran to the toilet.

About 2 minutes later, Qi Wan's cell phone placed on the window of the living room rang with an English song. Because the toilet was far away from the window of the living room and the door was closed, Qi Wan had no idea about it.

Jiang Yan tapped the screen of his phone for a moment, looking for a sound. The ringtone was still ringing. After hesitation, he walked over and just picked up the phone. The ringing stopped and the phone page showed "Missed Answer". Incoming call.

Jiang Yan didn't go to check the caller ID, but turned around again. He didn't want to pay attention, and the phone rang again.

The unknown number did not show the caller as a contact, so he decisively helped answer the call.

"Hello, is this Miss Qi?" The other party spoke first, and the polite male voice made Jiang Yan frown.

no respond.

Immediately afterwards, the other party politely added the remaining words: "The takeaway you want has been delivered, but because you didn't write down the room number, I'm waiting downstairs now. Look, do you want to report the room number, or Would you please pick it up yourself?"

Jiang Yan looked at one side, through the window, and looked at the takeaway boy who was obviously wearing a helmet downstairs.

The slightly cold expression was relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "She is busy, and I will send someone down to get it."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yan notified the assistant living downstairs to help pick up Qi Wan's takeaway, and then he settled down.

Looking at Qi Wan's phone with the screen turned off in his hand, he gently rubbed his thumb against the soft plastic phone case, and inadvertently clicked into the "Album" function.

Just as he was about to press the back button in a hurry, he froze when the last one appeared in front of his eyes as different album categories poured out.

The title reads "Jiang Yan", and the number of photos displayed is 520.

Jiang Yan pursed his lips. Although he already knew the answer in his heart, he couldn't help but click in.

All his photos, stills, red carpet photos, cover photos, close-up photos...

The date at the bottom of the photo is four years ago, so does that mean...she liked him for four years?
As the toilet door opened, the person who came out looked at him.

When Qi Wan saw that he was holding her mobile phone in his hand, she swallowed, and immediately became nervous, "Did you...did you receive a call just now?"

He didn't get the answer he wanted, so he stared at her scorchingly, his words full of confusion: "Are you secretly in love with me?"

Qi Wan: "???"

"what?"

Are they saying the same thing?

In an instant, something flashed through her mind, Qi Wan patted her forehead, her expression was unusually regretful, she ran to his side and pulled the phone, what she saw was exactly what she thought.

She glanced at Jiang Yan with a plain face, turned off the screen of the phone, and put it away, saying duplicity: "What kind of secret love, good-looking, good-looking, can't you?"

As soon as the words came out, she couldn't believe what she said.

When you look up again, you can see Jiang Yan's deep, deep and hot eyes, which seem to have the magic power to see through people's hearts, and never let people fall into it.

In embarrassment, there was a polite knock on the door, Qi Wan didn't even have time to put on the slippers on her feet, and opened the door in a panic.

Outside the door, the assistant held the big box in his hand, shifted his gaze to the slowly opened door, "Jiang..."

The voice was hurriedly stopped, and immediately changed, "Miss Qi."

Qi Wan responded politely, and after a while of pushing and shoving, she finally took the box from the man's hand, held the box in one hand, followed with her knees, and closed the door.

Qi Wan put the box on the dining table, and just as he unwrapped the gift strap, Jiang Yan followed and asked, "Didn't you just have breakfast?"

"It's not for food." Untied the bandage along the circle, and when she opened it finally, she held it in her hand with a smile on her face, and handed it to him, "For you!"

Several delicate red roses are exquisitely surrounded into a heart shape, wrapped in the heart shape are countless small and dense LED lights, very bright, but not as bright as the beautiful eyes of the flower girl who is full of stars in the night sky .

Jiang Yan looked into her eyes, usually no matter how big a problem he was facing, he was still calm and composed, but when he came in front of her, he was instantly shattered.

"Pounding—"

Heart, beating so fast.

I don't know if it's at this moment, or maybe it's when I saw a lot of photos of him in her phone...

Jiang Yan's eyes darkened slightly, he took the box, but turned around and hugged her whole in his arms.

The box was put back on the table. Qi Wan was hugged tightly by him. The surroundings were quiet. Under the thin cloth, the other party's temperature was hot and had a tendency to rise. His heartbeat was fast and the rhythmic beating sound was already there. Messed up.

Depend on.

Qi Wan couldn't help tightening the hands on his shoulders, so she wouldn't be so provocative, causing a heart attack...

"Jiang Yan, you..."

Jiang Yan: "Why did you send me flowers?"

His tone was low, and he couldn't hold back his forbearance.

Qi Wan's eyes were slightly bent, she turned her head, and kissed him on the side of the cheek, then opened her arms obediently, and hugged him firmly.

"Because... I like you."

Jiang Yan's body froze, and his Adam's apple slipped. He had heard her love words, but they were far less touching than the situation at this moment.

He lowered his eyelashes, silently looking at her soft hair, his eyes moved slightly, pampering him boundlessly.

Qi Wan glanced at him, smiled, and rubbed his shoulder gently, "Then do you know why I want to be a reporter?"

Jiang Yan was also very cooperative, "Why."

"Maybe it's because I fell in love with you at first sight. Only by becoming an entertainment reporter can I interact with your world."

Qi Wan was very dull when he told these words, without the previous enthusiasm, as if he was telling a touching story.

Regardless of other things, this is what she simply wanted to tell him, and it was also with the wish of the original owner.

Jiang Yan was the ray of light that broke out in her depression.

Accustomed to Qi Wan's usual non-serious and teasing appearance, this is the first time he's heard her calmly confiding...

If possible, he really wanted to have an encounter with her early in the morning...

Jiang Yan held her neck with one hand and raised her face. Their eyes intertwined for a long time. The next second, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.

No sweet words can compare to this kiss, sweet and lingering, more than lingering, slowly opening and diving, the answer is all hidden in it.

"..."

"Qi Wan, after I return to China, can I take you to meet someone?"

One... a secret that he had let go of his disguise and kept hidden in his heart for many years.

(End of this chapter)