Chapter 110 "Bad Girl" Jian Yao

Gu Zhiyan didn't expect that Jian Yao, who was as gentle as a mimosa, would suddenly take the initiative. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately took back the initiative.

After a while, due to his limited self-control and Jian Yao's physical endurance, he was forced to let go of Jian Yao, exhaled deeply, and touched Jian Yao's ear with his thin lips, "I'm going to take a shower first."

After he finished speaking, he threw back the quilt and stood up.

Jian Yao immediately pulled up the quilt to cover her face.

Gu Zhiyan rubbed her fluffy head, unable to hide his smile in his voice, "Remember you still owe me one, keep the account first."

Jian Yao was stunned for a moment before she reacted. He was talking about what she had just told him to do, to go back to sleep.

Jian Yao: !!!

What accounting?

Can such things be recorded?

"Gu Zhiyan!"

How vile!

…

After Jian Yao changed her clothes and washed up, she suddenly remembered that the living room was a mess made by her and Gu Zhiyan last night. It would be too embarrassing if Wang Ma came over and saw it.

She walked quickly to the living room, but found that Gu Zhiyan had almost cleaned up the living room and was sweeping up the scattered petals on the floor.

The black bucks and scented candles that filled the room have been neatly stored and put aside.

Jian Yao glanced in the direction of the restaurant and said, "Didn't Aunt Wang see it?"

Gu Zhiyan poured the last bit of petals into the trash can and turned on the tap to wash his hands. He knew what Jian Yao was feeling guilty about without even looking back.

"Isn't it too late to remember it now?"

Jian Yao glanced at the antique clock hanging in the living room. It was ten-fifteen.

It is indeed a little late...

"So, did you see it or not?"

This concerns whether she is socially dead or not!

It’s a big deal!

Gu Zhiyan turned off the faucet and turned to look at her calmly, "Confessing to me, is that something embarrassing?"

Are you so afraid of being seen?

His expression and tone did not change, but the woman's intuition made her realize that this was a matter of death.

For details, please refer to: If your mother and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you pick up first?

Jian Yao's tone was firm, and her eyes were determined as if she was ready to join the party. "How is that possible? I just think this is a little interest between husband and wife, and it would be a bit embarrassing to let other people know."

She kept referring to "couple" and "other people" and explained the importance of each other clearly.

Gu Zhiyan seemed pleased by her words, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Don't worry, I have already informed Aunt Wang that she doesn't need to come today."

He raised his hand and pulled out a blooming black buckthorn from the vase. "This flower is not easy to buy and not very common. Why did you think of using it to decorate the living room?"

Jian Yao: “?”

She recalled Gu Zhiyan’s suggestion before the engagement when her sister said the venue needed to be redecorated.

[White roses are unlucky, so why not replace them altogether? Black roses are good, red and classy.]

Jian Yao pursed her lips and said, "I thought you liked Black Buck, too."

This flower is quite small and not many people seem to like it. When she first heard Gu Zhiyan say that she wanted to change to Black Buck, she thought she had met a close friend.

Jian Yao puffed up her cheeks.

Gu Zhiyan took the rose in his hand and gently tapped Jian Yao on the head, a slight laugh escaped from his throat, "I do like Black Buck. Not only that, I also have a Black Buck manor, do you want to see it?"

"The flowers are in full bloom at this time of year."

Jian Yao's eyes lit up, and then she nodded vigorously, "Really?"

"Yes, yes."

Gu Zhiyan held the flower in his hand, tapped his cheek, and looked at Jian Yao with deep eyes, "Madam, when you ask someone to do something for you, you have to reciprocate."

Jian Yao looked at Gu Zhiyan who was asking for a kiss with a cold face, and said word by word, "You have changed."

Gu Zhiyan lowered his eyebrows and said, "It's you who has changed."

"You said you liked me yesterday, and you said you would be responsible for me this morning..."

Jian Yao: !!!

Here we go again!

Familiar recipe, familiar taste.

If you say one more word, she will become a scumbag who doesn't recognize anyone after putting on her pants!

She closed her eyes and quickly touched his cheek with her lips, as if she had completed a very important task.

"Okay, can you take me there now?"

Gu Zhiyan raised his lips and said, "Go change into a beautiful dress. I'll bring my camera to take pictures of you."

How can there be girls who don’t like taking beautiful photos?

Jian Yao blew him a kiss and rushed towards the bedroom like the wind.

Gu Zhiyan looked at her happy back, gently kissed the rose in his hand, then carefully returned it to its previous position, took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Send a batch of flower desiccant and glass covers."

"Well, my wife is more concerned about the sense of ceremony, so the gifts are a bit too much, so I plan to make them into dried flowers..."

…

Since she was going to take photos, Jian Yao simply put on some makeup, chose a French little black dress that would be more photogenic, tied her waist-length curly hair up and secured it with a red velvet bow, and finally wore a set of large-carat vintage ruby ​​jewelry to add to the look.

Jian Yao packed up and walked out of the bedroom. Gu Zhiyan was already waiting in the corridor, holding the latest camera in his hand and adjusting the lens towards the flowers and plants in the yard.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned around with his camera in hand and took a picture of Jian Yao. Then he took a look at the picture he had just taken, put away the camera with satisfaction, and raised his arm to signal Jian Yao to hold it.

"Let's go and fill our stomachs first."

"Bad girl" Jian Yao's gaze stayed on Gu Zhiyan's arm for two seconds. Is it necessary to be so ceremonial in her own home?

Although she didn't understand, she still obediently took Gu Zhiyan's arm.

She "tarnished" Gu Zhiyan's innocence.

She is at fault!

The black Bentley stopped in front of a high-end Western restaurant.

Gu Zhiyan opened the door and got out of the car, then walked around to the co-driver who opened the door and helped Jian Yao out.

Gu Zhiyan casually threw the car keys to the parking attendant at the door and turned his head to look at Jian Yao beside him.

Jian Yao silently raised her hand and took his arm.

This French restaurant is very famous in Beijing. It has no private rooms, but has a strong artistic atmosphere. There is a well-known orchestra performing in the center of the restaurant. The diners are all wealthy and noble. They eat quietly and only talk in low voices.

Jian Yao and Gu Zhiyan chose a corner with a good view and sat down. They ordered a beef tartare, French lobster soup, and pan-fried foie gras.

This time, I really didn’t dare order any wine.

While waiting for the food, Jian Yao casually glanced towards the resident orchestra in the middle and actually saw an acquaintance across the crowd.

Liu Yiyi.

Compared to the last time I saw her at Lu's, she looked much more haggard, and the arrogance on her face was gone. She sat a little huddled next to a fat, big-eared middle-aged man, and the clothes she wore were still the old ones she bought at Lu's.

While Jian Yao was stunned, the slightly obscene man's fat hand had already touched Liu Yiyi's thigh, and his shiny face was moving towards Liu Yiyi's delicately made-up face.

Liu Yiyi had an expression of humiliation and forbearance on her face. When she turned around, she met Jian Yao's gaze.