Vol 2 Chapter 3737: Pleasant evening

Then, she and Zhu Qingqing were taken to the villa.
"Yi Ming, you brought me here to celebrate my birthday!" Zhu Qingqing was very happy, she seemed to have been here.
This is probably Cheng Yiming's private house outside.
Yan Yan has never been here.
After getting out of the car, a man who looked like a housekeeper greeted him, about fifty years old.
"Housekeeper Lou!" Zhu Qingqing enthusiastically ran forward, and gave a big hug with Housekeeper Lou.
"Miss Qingqing, hello." The steward Lou smiled.
"Today is my birthday," Zhu Qingqing asked unceremoniously. "Did you make me some good food?"
The steward Lou nodded with a smile: "Cheng has already told me."
Seeing Cheng Yiming also stepped forward, he immediately said respectfully: "Cheng, everything you ordered has been arranged."
"Yiming, you are so kind." Zhu Qingqing took Cheng Yiming's arm and walked affectionately into the villa.
The housekeeper Lou noticed a woman standing next to the car and couldn't help but stared.
Snowy skin and slender waist, eyes like stars, glowing from beginning to end, every strand of hair seems to have its own temper...
What a beautiful woman!
Cheng Yiming's gaze swept across the housekeeper, then frowned, turned his head to Yan Yan and drank coldly: "What are you doing in a daze!"
Yan Yan thought she could find a chance to sneak away, but he unexpectedly turned around suddenly and had to follow her.
The decoration background color of the villa is gray, white, and light blue, just like Cheng Yiming, cold.
After entering the villa, Zhu Qingqing went straight to the restaurant, saying: "The housekeeper's cooking skills are better than the first-class French chef. Today I have a good taste..."
She was stunned, there was nothing on the table except decorations.
"Yiming..." She looked at Cheng Yiming suspiciously. Didn't he say that he had already made arrangements?
Cheng Yiming sat down at the table and looked at Yan Yan with cold eyes: "The ingredients are ready. I'll give you half an hour."
Yan Yan looked around and confirmed that Cheng Yiming meant to let her cook.
Yan Yan:? !
"Why?" Cheng Yiming lifted her thin lips, smiling but not smiling: "You don't want Qingqing to have a happy birthday and do all the things."
Therefore, she is not only as simple as pushing him to Zhu Qingqing, but also making them feel comfortable tonight.
Is he teasing her!
Yan Yan suddenly became angry. Doesn't he like Zhu Qingqing? He just made her unhappy!
But she quickly suppressed the anger.
When a man provokes you, you want to have a further relationship with him, even if you go back against the provocation.
On the contrary, unconditional obedience is necessary to end the entanglement in the shortest time.
She chose the latter, and Cheng Yiming smiled, "Then I have to trouble you to wait."
She walked into the kitchen, and sure enough, the ingredients were ready, steak, pasta, tomato sauce...
One thing she forgot to tell Cheng Yiming, she didn't know how to cook.
Speaking of the dining experience, her instant noodles must be better than steak~
But if she played at a normal level, he would think she deliberately spoiled their pleasant evening.
Is there any other way besides ordering takeaway?
no.
She took out her mobile phone and operated it. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps sounded in the kitchen.
She quickly put down the phone and turned to look.
Cheng Yiming has walked up to her.
"You..." She didn't understand why he came, "The kitchen doesn't need your help..."
He stretched out his hands and propped her on the edge of the cooking table on both sides of her, trapping her in his arms.
She instinctively leaned back to avoid him getting too close.
"Where is Zhu Qingqing?" She deliberately reminded.
Before the words fell, there was a burst of crisp laughter outside the window, which was Zhu Qingqing's voice.
"...Did the roses really bloom?"
"It's all opened, and there are all kinds of colors." Steward Lou replied, "Cheng said, pick one for each color."
"Is this his birthday present?"
The two figures walked through the path outside the kitchen and headed for the garden.
There are various colors, and Yan Yan is also very interested in Rose Garden.
"Do you know how long the housekeeper's gaze stayed on you today?" Cheng Yiming's stern tone made her look back.
Yan Yan looked at him suspiciously, why is there something about the housekeeper?
"Don't look at men with that look!" He whispered angrily.
She really didn't understand, or did it deliberately, there were a few men who could resist her look.
"Yan Yan, you it!" He cursed in a low voice, his hard lips pressed down instantly, and he could not help but grab her red lips.
Yan Yan widened her eyes in surprise.
"Cheng Yiming..." She recovered quickly and pushed his shoulder hard.
Does he know what he is doing!
Finally, she pushed him away a little bit, "Zhu Qingqing will come over at any time..."
Before the words fell, he pressed it down again.
She also pushed harder, so that she would not be seen by Zhu Qingqing, and label her unbearably.
And this is the kitchen, can he give her a little respect, at least choose a place where she can lie down.
However, he was so eager that he even carried her to the cooking table...
"Cheng Yiming, are you so hungry?" Suddenly, she let out a sarcasm.
He was stunned, and the storm came to an abrupt end.
"What did you say?" His voice was cold.
"Am I wrong?" She was not afraid. "You are the Cheng family young master. If you want a woman or not, you can't do without me?"
She looked at him defiantly, and he looked at her too.
After a few seconds, he raised his hand and pushed the frame, "Yan Yan, shouldn't you be happy?"
"What are you happy about?"
"Not every woman can let me touch, you can get what they can't."
Yan Yan wanted to laugh, but felt very weak.
He is not wrong, he has such confidence.
She is not so ignorant of praise, "Cheng Yiming, you can say that, I can understand it as, do you like me?" she asked.
Something was shaking under Cheng Yiming's eyes.
"Yes, I like it," he admitted, but "I like a lot of things, and I still keep the toys from when I was a kid."
Yan Yan knew that he liked her like a toy.
When I saw it, I liked to buy it. I got bored after playing it for a while. Then I found it out on a whim.
"Can I really get what I want from you?" she asked.
"What do you want?" His hand was quietly clenched in a place where she could not see.
He was a little nervous inexplicably.
Yan Yan's eyes turned lightly: "I think... I want you to be the only woman by your side, and only pet me. You can buy me whatever I want, and you also want to make me a super first-line female celebrity!"
Cheng Yiming's clenched hand gradually loosened.
His eyes also cooled down: "Do you really want these?"
"Yes," she nodded without hesitation, making a look of longing: "I want to be a superstar in my dreams, where there are empty streets and traffic jams, plus you are such a handsome and golden man. friend…"
"Enough!" Cheng Yiming dipped coldly.
Yan Yan's eyes were dazed.
"You should cook." He looked at her coldly, "In order to have a pleasant evening with Qingqing, you have a lot to do."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Yan Yan smiled successfully at his back and jumped off the cooking table.
Of course, those requests she had just said were deliberately, in order to make him bored, and the results proved to be very effective in practice.
She tidyed up the clothes that had been messed up just now, and glanced at the phone. The takeaway was already on the way.
It didn't take long for the delivery person to call.
"Hello, the meal arrived at the door of the villa area, and the doorman did not let in." The takeaway said.
Yan Yan was surprised. She remembered that Cheng Yiming's car did pass through an entrance when she came.
But that entrance is at least ten minutes' drive from here.
"Can the doorman be accommodating?" she asked.
"I asked, the owner must call the security guard to confirm. You can call the security guard."
She also wants to call, but she is not the owner.
If Cheng Yiming knows that she is ordering takeout, she still doesn't know what new way to torture her.
"You leave the guard, I'll take it myself."
Yan Yan took the phone and walked out of the kitchen, looked around to make sure there was no one in the living room, and then walked out quickly.
"Yan Yan." Cheng Yiming's voice suddenly sounded as he stood on the steps leading to the second floor.
"What's the matter?" she asked bitterly.
"If you want me to spend a nice evening with Qingqing, what else do you think you need?" he asked.
Yan Yan turned her mind and immediately replied, "Of course there is still something missing, I will buy it for you now."
"To speed up, can you lend me a car?" she asked tentatively.
Cheng Yiming was not stingy, raised his hand and threw the car key to her.
She was so happy, "Wait, I'll buy it back soon."
She can take takeaway without her legs.
Ten minutes later, she put the takeaway in the car first, and then went to the convenience store.
In fact, she didn't know what Cheng Yiming wanted, but in order to get the takeaway smoothly, she had to make up her mind just now.
But I have to buy something to deal with it.