CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

C68 You Should be Praised for Having a Good Memory?



C68 You Should be Praised for Having a Good Memory?

0Han Zhiyu cooked while calming herself down. She casually made a few dishes that she was good at.    
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To her, it was impossible for Lu Yiran to take a fancy to dinner, but he ate well.    

    

"Lu Yiran. " Han Zhiyu held the bowl of rice and hesitated for a long time before she took the opportunity to ask, "When do you plan to sign the divorce agreement?"    

    

His actions paused and his gaze became cold.    

    

Was it really that urgent? He didn't even have the company in his hands and wanted to divorce him.    

    

"Since it's an agreement, don't you need to consult my opinion?"    

    

"But. . . "    

    

" Let's eat first. "    

    

His words made Han Zhiyu angry in her heart. At that time, he was the one who promised to unconditionally agree to divorce, but now he blamed her for not taking his opinion into consideration. He really went back on his word.    

    

Lu Yiran looked at the bowl that she still had more than half left and lazily curled his lips. "You don't want to eat it? I advise you to eat your food obediently, what do you think?"    

    

It seemed like he didn't want to discuss the details of the divorce with her at all.    

    

Lu Yiran's words carried a hint of threat. He made Han Zhiyu pick up the chopsticks again. She clearly did not have an appetite, but she still forced herself to finish her meal.    

    

After the meal, Han Zhiyu went to take a shower. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw a tall and straight figure standing by the window.    

    

He held his phone with one hand and said something in a low voice. His other hand lazily hid in the pocket of his pants.    

    

As he spoke on the phone, his deep eyes were staring out the window.    

    

Han Zhiyu looked at Yi Yan. Although it was only a side view, the dense coldness that he emitted was still extremely cold.    

    

. . . "I understand. If there is anything, inform me again. That's all. "    

    

His voice was low and clear. After saying the last sentence, he looked towards her.    

    

The sound of Han Zhiyu raising the hairdryer completely blocked the man's footsteps. When she saw the man at the door from the mirror, her movements were slightly sluggish.    

    

"If you want to take a bath, I will go out first. " Her hair was almost dry, so she put down the hairdryer.    

    

However, Lu Yiran did not move much. She walked to the door of the bathroom. He did not plan to take a step away.    

    

His dark pupils were slightly lowered as he looked at her delicate and white neck. There was nothing on it.    

    

"Did you take it down?" He spoke in a low voice, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand and placed it on her neck.    

    

His fingers gently touched her, causing her body to tremble.    

    

She suddenly took a step back.    

    

This action caused the man to take a few steps forward.    

    

Lu Yiran narrowed his eyes. "Where did it go? Why did you take it down?"    

    

When he returned the stone to her, he knew it was not suitable for her to carry it on a daily basis.    

    

It was just that she specially bought a chain to hang it around her neck. At the very least, she planned to wear it close to her body every day.    

    

"What's wrong with taking it off?" Han Zhiyu's eyes were calm. "If I don't take it off, do I have to wear it even when I shower?"    

    

She was wearing a silk nightdress with a belt tied around her waist. The two sides of her clothes were crossed in the middle with the word 'V' very loose.    

    

When Han Zhiyu looked up and saw where the man was looking at, she quickly stretched out her hand and pulled up the clothes.    

    

After the conditioned reflex action, she felt that it was a bit unreasonable.    

    

A light laugh came from above. He seemed to have seen some kind of childish and ridiculous behavior.    

    

The big palm grabbed her shoulder, pulling the rope from her belt at lightning speed.    

    

In an instant, her clothes also opened up.    

    

"It's so easy to take off your clothes. What's the point of pulling them open?" Lu Yiran wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her into his embrace. "Or did you remind me to undo them for you?"    

    

After saying that, he kissed her without waiting for her explanation.    

    

His hands reached into her clothes at the same time. The soft and smooth skin between his palms easily aroused the most primitive desire.    

    

Before Han Zhiyu could react, the man's tongue slipped in. He was so unscrupulous that she could not resist at all.    

    

"Lu. . . Wu. . . " Before she could make a whimper, she was trapped under his body and could not move. Her smooth arm was also raised over her head.    

    

She suddenly felt that the air in her lungs had been cleared, but she could not break free from him no matter what.    

    

The more she twisted, the more unbearable the friction between her body was.    

    

"Lu Yiran, stop. " Her lips were finally released, and her voice became hoarse.    

    

The fine kiss still slid down her neck.    

    

Han Zhiyu bit her lips and her toes were curled up.    

    

That strange sense of shame made her entire body tremble.    

    

Lu Yiran held back his temper and his thin lips returned to her neck. The man's deep and hoarse voice was full of bewitching, "Don't want it? Then why are you still wearing this kind of clothes that make people daydream? Hm?"    

    

Damn it, it was clearly his own sperm that went to his brain. . .    

    

Looking at the heat in the other party's eyes, Han Zhiyu could feel that the other party was unusually enthusiastic. If one was not careful, it would cause one to sink deeply into it. However, the current situation did not allow her to indulge in it.    

    

"Lu Yiran, the divorce agreement. . . " Han Zhiyu said timidly.    

    

As expected, Lu Yiran's face immediately darkened. The tension that was close to her muscles indicated his displeasure. He stared at the person in front of him with a pair of cold eyes.    

    

"Should I praise your memory?"    

    

"I. . . "    

    

"I want to take a bath, you go out first. "    

    

Lu Yiran's words were gloomy. Han Zhiyu, on the other hand, froze on the spot because he changed the topic too quickly.    

    

Seeing that she did not move after a long time, Lu Yiran sneered, "Still not leaving? Waiting for me to kiss you?"    

    

This time, she quickly reacted and quickly left the bathroom.    

    

When she reached the room and closed the door, Han Zhiyu covered her heart and kept breathing heavily.    

    

She was really afraid of Lu Yiran's reaction just now, as if he was going to eat her at any time.    

    

"Forget it, let's think about the company first. " Han Zhiyu patted her face with her hand and temporarily drove the divorce out of her mind.    

    

Under the shower, the man's vigorous body was faintly discernible.    

    

He had a broad shoulder and a narrow butt. He had a perfect figure like a god. His muscles were tight and there were hidden muscles.    

    

He placed his hands on the wall. He allowed the water to wash his healthy and healthy skin over and over again.    

    

Han Zhiyu's words about divorce also echoed in his ears.    

    

What a joke!    

    

It was not easy to marry his beloved princess to his side, so how could he let go of her for no reason?    

    

When Lu Yiran raised his head again, the light in his eyes was exceptionally firm.    

    

This time, not only did he want Han Zhiyu's people, he also wanted her heart!    

    

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw that Han Zhiyu's bedroom was not tightly closed. There was a seam.    

    

A warm light shone through the gap of the door.    

    

Then she heard Han Zhiyu's voice, "I know. Uncle, I will report to the company tomorrow morning. . . "    

    

Lu Yiran frowned slightly and his eyes became cold.    

    

After Han Zhiyu hung up the phone, she looked up and saw Lu Yiran leaning against the door in a bathrobe.    

    

His hair was still wet, and his chest could be seen in the slightly open bathrobe.    

    

"Why did you come in? I remember. . . "    

    

"It's just so-so. Do you think Han Bingjun will give the company to you?"    

    

Han Zhiyu was unhappy that Han Bingjun had come in privately, but when she heard this, she was completely unhappy. "That's right. I don't understand, but I can learn slowly. I don't need Director Lu to worry about that. "    

    


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