I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

Chu He still doesn't understand how the plot is galloping like a wild horse. When she came back to her senses, she had already changed into a rigorous lady's suit with dark patterns and repeated buttons, and let Tan Yue wore a long skirt with exquisite makeup, and stepped into the door of a famous hotel in the center of Paris.

She always felt that ever since she stopped Tan Yue from the elevator, she seemed to have embarked on a road of no return, and she was not the leader of this road. She didn't know what was waiting for her at all.

"The expression is better." Tan Yueqiao smiled, dignified and beautiful like a fairy who had just descended to the mortal world: "Otherwise, anyone who sees it will think that I am trying to be a prostitute."

Chu He: "..." You can actually change a word.

"To be honest, I can't laugh."

Tan Yue communicated with those French people, with the unique intellectual and softness of oriental women, but the words that were whispered from his mouth were too hard: "Who makes you laugh, don't make facial expressions, don't frown."

Okay, Chu He thought.

In fact, as the boss, Tan Yue really has no choice.

She is generous, and the nature of her work is not so hard. What's more rare is that Tan Yue is a woman who has no such "things". She never has those weird faults. She is even very careless in many trivial matters, and takes care of her according to her requirements. She is actually not that difficult.

But when she needs it, she must quickly make the most appropriate response.

For example, now, when a handsome French guy with a slightly greasy look and too straightforward aggressive eyes handed a glass of red wine, Chu He stretched his arms and gently took it, and said in French that he learned by holding Buddha's feet: "Sorry, she Can't drink today." Then he drank it all. She obediently did not use any expressions, her already glamorous facial features were even more deserted. The red wine swept across the throat exposed by the slightly open shirt collar, an indescribable and gender-neutral ascetic sensuality came out, and Tan Yue glanced over. At a glance, the corners of his eyes are slightly bent.

She is a very nice little guy. Certain temperaments have already begun to take shape, and if they are repeated a few times, they will definitely become more moving.

Ivanka was a handsome middle-aged man with a big beard. Seeing Tan Yue walking over with someone, he whistled in excitement.

"Dear Tan, your partner is really good. I heard that same-sex marriage in China has just been legal. I really should congratulate you."

Tan Yue smiled crookedly, with the unique intimacy when facing acquaintances: "It is true. But you misunderstood, she is just my bodyguard."

"Wow, you Chinese like to play like this now." Ivanka smiled and applauded: "It's really exciting."

Chu He heard them talking a lot. The bearded man always looked at her and told her instinctively that it was not a good thing. He secretly felt that if he really wanted to accompany Tan Yue all the time abroad, he must learn the language, otherwise he would always be caught. It's not good to be a fool.

The banquet lasted very late. Tan Yue talked with Ivanka for a long time, and then went to meet the producers, investors, and the big names of film and television companies. Chu He was serious about being a big ice cube next to him, watching her circling among the celebrities, smiling wittyly, dancing well with long sleeves, with ease. Nearly half of the foreigners present knew her, and many people knew her well. Even if Chu He doesn't know the entertainment industry, there are not many people in China who can do this with one actor.

It was late at night when it finally ended, and Tan Yue kept a perfect smile and sat down in the car. He lowered half of the window and greeted the people outside with a smile.

Chu He closed the car door for her, and when she saw her seated, he quickly walked around to the other side. As the vehicle drove away slowly, Tan Yue still showed her nice smile out of the car window.

Chu He curled his lips, isn't he tired? He laughed all night.

The window finally rose, and Tan Yue let out a sigh of relief and shrank himself in the seat. Wang Lan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, handed over the plush blanket he had prepared. Tan Yuewei opened his eyes, and he was slightly slow to pick it up.

Without even thinking about it, Chu He directly reached out and fetched the blanket, spreading sideways to cover her body.

Wang Lan hesitated. Tan Yue had always made these close things by herself. I wonder if she would scold Chu He for this.

Tan Yue frowned and glanced at Chu He. Chu He's eyes were clean and clear. When she saw her looking over, she hesitated a little: "Is there any problem...?"

Tan Yue looked at her for a while, then closed her eyes: "No."

Chu He didn't think too much. She covered the blanket and tucked the corners for her so that her arms exposed in the night breeze were completely wrapped in the warm fleece blanket, only one head was exposed. It's very cute.

Chu He was shocked by the word cute. Tan Yue, a fox with a thousand years of age, is completely indifferent to cuteness. He is probably a brain watt.

Cute, must be used to describe sweet girl. The sweet and soft girl, with the fragrance of gardenia and lily, can grow to adulthood, smiles happily at her like a ripe fruit, and feels that the whole world is made of bubble gum and marshmallows taste.

It’s not that this face always has a smile that is just right to make people feel like a spring breeze. He is dealing with all kinds of adults, not only retreating all over the body, and even squeezing every benefit with ease, but also letting people say a word about Mr. Tan’s admiration of maturity. woman.

Tan Yue didn't know the rich state of mind in her heart. When Chu He looked at her sideways, she had drooped her brows, and seemed to fall asleep with her eyes closed. The long eyelashes cast shadows on the eyes. When she didn't smile, she didn't look like Chu He hated, but looked much softer and thinner.

The vehicle drove steadily and quickly on the roads of Paris, and it was almost dawn when it reached the hotel. Tan Yue opened his eyes and half-squinted, indeed tired. Wang Lan opened the door to help her get out of the car, and Chu He followed behind her until she reached the door of the hotel room.

Tan Yue didn't ask her to follow this way, but she had the consciousness of being a bodyguard. As a bodyguard, apart from not sleeping together, it stands to reason that the closer she is to her employer, the better.

Tan Yue entered the door of the room, Wang Lan put the things and clothes that she needed in for her. Chu He stood outside the door and waited. After a while, Wang Lan went out and gently closed the door.

Chu He breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed tone: "Sister Lan rest early."

Wang Lan nodded and returned to the room. To some extent, Wang Lan fully meets Tan Yue's requirements for the people around him: he looks good, has no expression on his face, is capable and meticulous in his work, and does not fart just like a tool man. Unlike Chu He, he either complained in his heart, or complained in his mouth.

Chu He suddenly realized that he seemed a little too naive compared to Wang Lan, and Tan Yue was really spending money to find crimes by looking for her as a bodyguard.

Wang Lan lives opposite Tan Yue, and Chu He lives next door to Tan Yue. Tan Yuecai was generous and generous, and Chu He followed. He didn't know how many star hotels could be described as luxurious in Chu He's eyes. She was very happy every day she lived here, and even happily had the urge to ask Tan Yue to directly give her 100 million. She would rather be a cow and a horse to kneel and lick her.

Just think about it, Tan Yue is not a fool.

After taking a bath in the huge bathtub and lying on the bed, Chu He took her calculator and calculated his fortune happily like Smaug, thinking about the next money-making plan.

She has a monthly salary of 200,000 yuan, and Tan Yue knows that she is a small financial fan, so he paid her 200,000 yuan to Cari on the first day of work. Coupled with the 10 million that Xie Xiaoxiao had put in the balance since she left, Chu He's current deposit has finally reached 10.25 million, which is 89.75 million short of the small goal of 100 million.

What a delightful gap!

Chu He gritted his teeth to study the stock trend, and bought 5 million in one breath, only to double their green mark all the way, and Xinnv hopes that she will never find a sweet girl to fall in love.

At four o'clock in the morning local time, Chu He just fell asleep for half an hour sitting in the sky with the dream of dropping a lottery ticket, and was awakened by his cell phone ringing.

Tan Yue's voice came over without emotion: "Come here."

…

Chu He came over, with a bewildered look and the T-shirt and trousers that he put on casually.

Looking at Tan Yue again, she changed into a skirt with black silk and a deep V neckline. The hem of the skirt only dropped below the knee, making it even more white as snow, with red lips like flames. He is tilting his head and wearing a ruby ​​earring, his face is exquisitely made-up, and he is radiant.

Chu He was shocked. She took a closer look at the time displayed on the phone. If her eyes and brain had no problems, she thought that Tan Yue would have such a mental state after a full day's rest. The facts told her that she was away from them. Back to the hotel, indeed only an hour and a half passed.

Could this woman be a sorcerer of picking yin and nourishing yang?

Tan Yue saw Chu He with his head and brain covered in the mirror, and looked up and down at her, revealing a look that even Chu He's brain could see with disgust.

"Look at what I am wearing, and match it yourself."

Chu He closed the door and returned to the room. Fifteen minutes later, she was wearing a pure black long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and black Martin boots. Thinking that she was too dark, she stood in front of Tan Yue with a small white bow tie. Tan Yue checked her clothes in front of the mirror and glanced at the person standing behind her, feeling a little satisfied, and said calmly, "Come here."

Chu He came over.

Tan Yue picked a lipstick from her dazzling makeup table, turned and leaned on the table, raised her head and stretched out her hand: "Get closer."

Chu He got closer and lowered her head slightly. She knew that Tan Yue was going to put on her lipstick, but she was caught off guard and hit her eyes with the white and fullness of her chest.

Tan Yue raised his head and leaned slightly shorter for convenience. Chu He moved closer for her convenience. He tilted his feet unsteadily and reached out to support the table behind Tan Yue. In this way, Tan Yue was completely held in his arms by Chu He, and the woman was mixed with the fragrance of spring water. Oncoming, lowering his eyes is an inconvenient scenery, Chu He was at a loss, his cheeks flushed instantly.

Tan Yue put on lipstick seriously and traced the shape of her lips. Chu He's lips are a little thin, with obvious beading, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised. He looks like a smart, witty and attractive person. In fact...

After Tan Yue finished painting, she looked at her somewhat dodging eyes and flushed cheeks, and opened her lips:

"Why swallow?"