Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

"There is still a quilt in the closet, and the air conditioner remote control panel is in the drawer. You need to take it yourself. If it is inconvenient to take it, just call me." Fu Zhiyan brought her another cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table, "Wait for the water to warm up. drink again."

   "Little uncle, wouldn't this be inconvenient? Otherwise, I'll ask a friend to pick me up?" He already has a girlfriend, and she's still at his house, what's the point. But the mouth is sensible, but the body is honest and does not move.

  Want to stay where he was, and wanted to be closer to him.

   This instinct is the same as the human need to eat.

  Han Xiaoye wanted to kick his own feet, which was too disappointing. After three years of quitting smoking, she also quit smoking. How to quit smoking personally, she has not made any progress in three years.

  Fu Zhiyan didn't know her entanglement, so he said indifferently, "Am I not your little uncle? What is the inconvenience for you to live with me?"

   is the same sentence again.

  Han Xiaoye could hear his displeasure no matter how stupid he was.

   Before I could think of how to answer the call, the door was already closed.

   She immediately collapsed onto the big bed, spreading her arms and legs into large characters. After lying down for a while, she dragged the quilt over, wrapped it around her body, and closed her eyes.

  Sleep, she's going to sleep, she won't be so irritable when she falls asleep.

  The time passed by, the sleeping position of the person on the bed changed 5 or 6 times, and finally the quilt was pulled away with a brush.

  Can't sleep...

   The room still had the smell of Fu Zhiyan's body wash, which was very nice, and the heartbeat was like a cat that smelled fishy and couldn't stop. Closing her eyes, her mind was full of messy pictures, making it impossible for her to calm down and sleep.

  Han Xiaoye took the water cup beside the bedside table, and just about to drink it, she realized that Fu Zhiyan had poured her water, and she had finished drinking it before she knew it.

  There is no water, and my throat seems to be more thirsty.

   ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, so annoying!

  Han Xiaoye sat for a while and glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall. The hour hand has reached the 12 position, which is exactly in a straight line with the minute hand.

   screamed for water, she gave in, got up with a panda eye, picked up the water glass on the cabinet, and opened the door——

   I thought this point was counted, but it must be pitch black outside. Unexpectedly, the living room was still brightly lit. The man leaning on the bar was shaking his glass with his head down. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his slender back made people feel a little lonely. Han Xiaoye looked down the bar and saw a bottle of vodka next to him. The whole bottle of vodka had already been drunk, and only a small half remained untouched.

  Fu Zhiyan seldom drinks, she knows it. Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night and drink in the living room?

   Probably heard the sound, the man shaking the wine glass turned his head, and when he saw her, Falcon's phoenix eyes suddenly shrank. Then he rubbed his temples. Because he stayed up late, his voice was a bit sandy, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

   "I'll come out to get some water, and I'll go to bed right away." Han Xiaoye walked halfway, then poured it back, gritted his teeth, "Little uncle, otherwise you should go back to your room and sleep."

   The cold Danfeng eyes captured her, "Are you inviting me to sleep with you?"

   "I mean..." She meant to say, he sleeps in the room, and she will spend the night on the sofa in the living room.

   Before she could say anything, the man sitting at the bar put down the wine glass in his hand, "Okay."

"……"What good?

  Fu Zhiyan has already told her how good it is with practical actions. He naturally took out a book from the bookshelf and walked into the bedroom, naturally, as if he had completely forgotten that she, the owner of the temporary bedroom, was standing outside with a glass of water.

  Wipe, he went back to the room, what should she do? !

   It took more than ten minutes for Han Xiaoye to pick up a glass of water, before the turtle moved back to the bedroom at a fast speed.

   There was already a person lying on the big bed in the room. Under the illumination of the desk lamp, his whole face seemed to emit a white luster. When he saw her coming, he looked away from the book and said, "Come here."

   If he let her go in another place, it's fine, but the place he let her go is - the bed!

  The bed is the root of all evil, so many evil things happen on the bed. On the bed, on the bed, if you are not careful, it will become on-bed, on-bed. In particular, there was a criminal who was lying on the bed!

   As if she could see through what she was thinking, Fu Zhiyan sat up, closed the book, and handed it to her, "Don't think about it, come and help me study."

   "Reading?" Han Xiaoye took the book, and the big financial concepts on it showed off. She was a little bit incredulous, "Read this?"

  In the evening, Fu Zhiyan asked her to study Introduction to Finance?

   The stern man's eyes flashed with exhaustion, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Well, start reading from the first page, and read until I fall asleep."

  Introduction to Finance or something, it is really life-threatening to read. She started from the first page, sat cross-legged on the bed and read it word by word. When she was thirsty, she drank the water she just took to moisten her throat, and then continued to read.

   "The international academic community usually refers to the study of macro issues related to micro finance as macro finance. Macro finance can be divided into two categories: one is the natural extension of micro finance, including international asset pricing theory..."

  Fu Zhiyan slowly closed his eyes, and relaxed a little between his frowning brows. The little hooligan's voice was not so clear and melodious, and for some reason, his nerves that had been tense were unexpectedly relaxed. The drowsiness that has not been seen for a long time, like a tide, the sound of serious study is even more effective than spirits, more effective than sleeping pills, so easy to make him feel sleepy...

   He couldn't remember how long he hadn't had a good night's sleep.

   Sleeping through the night has become a habit, even if the body is overloaded to fall asleep occasionally, it will inevitably wake up within two or three hours.

   This natural feeling of wanting to sleep is more precious than gold...

  Han Xiaoye read more than 20 pages, yawned and glanced at the man beside him.

   He closed his eyes and breathed evenly, wondering if he fell asleep.

  She read about 4 or 5 pages again, she couldn't hold it anymore, she called softly, "Little uncle, are you asleep?"

  "..." The person who slept straight and well did not respond.

   No response, must be asleep, right?

  Han Xiaoye lightly closed the stupid introduction to finance, put a thick book beside the pillow, and then lay on the bed, looking at the eyebrows of the sleeping person for a while.

   Slowly, her eyelids began to fight, and within a few minutes, she fell into a deep sleep.

   The man who kept his eyes closed did not open his eyes until she let out a small snoring sound. Reaching out and taking her into his arms, he lowered his head to peck the corner of her mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good night."