CEO's Sudden Proposal

0Qin Yiyue trembled and immediately obediently leaned into his embrace and did not move. "Did I wake you up? Why don't I go out and sit for a while."    

    

"It is cold outside and it is easy to catch a cold." He Qiaoyan put his chin on her white hair and said, "Be good, I won't force you."    

    

Qin Yiyue could not help but smile. "We are not going home tonight. Is Xiaobao okay?"    

    

"I told him that we need some time to develop our relationship. He could understand. "    

    

" Oh, oh. "    

    

"As long as Xiaobao is willing to talk and communicate with others, he will be like an adult. You don't have to worry about him. You are only 26 years old, so you don't have to worry about being the mother of the child. "    

    

"I really did subconsciously do that." Qin Yiyue smiled in embarrassment.    

    

"In the future, you should spend more time on our relationship."    

    

"I will." Qin Yiyue reached out and hugged He Qiaoyan. She smiled foolishly and said, "Rich, I am very happy."    

    

"Huh?" He Qiaoyan answered languidly.    

    

"Hehe, I always wanted to marry a handsome, rich, and handsome husband. I didn't expect that I would be able to do it by accident. I thought about it a while ago. I have to find a time to settle this with you. Now it's realized."    

    

He Qiaoyan patted her little butt. "How do you want me to react when you say it so loudly?"    

    

Qin Yiyue chuckled twice and gently rubbed He Qiaoyan's chest a few times like a child. Then she obediently closed her eyes.    

    

He Qiaoyan looked at her sleeping face that was not guarded at all and kissed her forehead gently.    

    

The next day.    

    

Qin Yiyue, who was sleeping beautifully, was woken up by the ringing of her phone.    

    

She closed her eyes and stretched out her hand on the bed to look for her phone.    

    

"Hello."    

    

"Qin Yiyue!"    

    

"Mom, what's wrong?"    

    

"My Prince Charming is getting married!! ! " Luo Mingmei roared, and her entire body felt terrible.    

    

Qin Yiyue's sleepiness was driven away by Luo Mingmei's words. "Has the news of Mo Muchen getting married spread out?"    

    

"So you already knew about it?"    

    

"I only knew about it two days ago. I thought it was a low-profile marriage."    

    

"More than half of the celebrities in entertainment circle have been invited. I wonder what the background of the female side is. She's so awesome."    

    

"The bride is my sister-in-law."    

    

"Ah? Yunshan?" Luo Mingmei could not believe it.    

    

"Yes. I still want to be Yunshan's bridesmaid. Mom, do you want to come with Dad and experience the charm of your Prince Charming at a close distance? Mo Muchen is much more handsome than the TV series. Even the photographer did not take even one percent of his beauty."    

    

" Really? "    

    

"The cameraman looked at ___ and asked, Really? Do you want to come over? Qiaoyan said that he would take Xiaobao and me home tonight. If you and Dad attend the wedding, we can go home together tonight."    

    

Luo Mingmei struggled for a while and said, "Forget it. You can go with your son-in-law and Young grandson. If your dad knew that I was obsessed with the handsome pot at my age, he would be sad. "    

    

"You make it so that dad doesn't know that you are infatuated with him now."    

    

"Qin Yiyue, can we still have a good chat? What happened to respecting the old and loving the young?"    

    

"Alright, alright. Mom, are you sure you're not going?"    

    

"I'm sure and sure. Just take more photos for me. "    

    

"Yes, yes. This request can be fulfilled."    

    

Qin Yiyue chatted with her mother for a while more before reluctantly hanging up the phone.    

    

She yawned and went downstairs.    

    

The wooden house they lived in was actually a villa.    

    

There were all the things needed for living here, and all the kitchen utensils were prepared.    

    

Of course, it was also possible that He Qiaoyan would occasionally come here to stay.    

    

Qin Yiyue went downstairs and looked for the sound as she walked to the kitchen door.    

    

He Qiaoyan's back was facing her as he busied himself in front of the stove.    

    

His slender and tight figure was wrapped in linen clothing. Coupled with his wide pants, he looked tall and graceful.    

    

This kind of clothing was really very picky. If someone wanted to change into it, they would immediately wear it out of the effect of city and village union.    

    

Qin Yiyue drooled as she took out her phone.    

    

She took a few pictures.    

    

He Qiaoyan heard the sound of the shutter and turned around. "You're awake?"    

    

Qin Yiyue smiled and hopped behind He Qiaoyan. "Rich man, what breakfast are you making?"    

    

"Soup."    

    

"[Oh, oh.]" Qin Yiyue saw the kneading machine and various ingredients. "President He, you are really awesome."    

0

    

To make a soup noodle, starting from the dough and rolling noodles, it was really too ambitious.    

    

She did not have this kind of patience.    

    

No wonder the excellent chefs were all men. They were more obsessed with food than women.    

    

All the way, the girls The girls kept shouting that they were foodies. Most of them only ate a large amount, but they were not smart.    

    

Those who truly knew how to eat and enjoy delicacies would not say that they were foodies or had eaten anything.    

    

"When you have time, do something that you can't normally do for you." He Qiaoyan smiled and said, "Go wash your hands and help me peel the garlic."    

    

"Okay." Qin Yiyue put down her phone and even hugged He Qiaoyan's waist before she started to work.    

    

He Qiaoyan really did not know what to say about her small actions. He continued to work on his hands.    

    

The two of them worked for an hour before the chewy and fragrant soup was ready.    

    

Not knowing whether it was because she was in a good mood or the noodles were really delicious, Qin Yiyue did not hesitate to finish off two big bowls and even took dozens of photos before hugging her stomach and lying down on the sofa, digesting her food.    

    

When she was cleaning the bowls and chopsticks, she kicked the little woman who did not have any image at all. "Dr. Qin, please pay attention to your image in front of your man in the future. It will be difficult for me not to have an affair in the future if you do this."    

    

"What is image? Can it be eaten?" Qin Yiyue cast a sidelong glance at him. "Rich man, keep the bowl. I will wash it later."    

    

"If you want to perform, wait for the next time."    

    

"Yes. In the future, when you cook, I'll be in charge of washing the dishes. Xiaobao will be in charge of eating. The division of labor is perfect. "    

    

He Qiaoyan could not help but laugh as he carried the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.    

    

At noon, Qin Yiyue and He Qiaoyan returned to the villa to pick up Xiaobao.    

    

Xiaobao looked at the two of them. Their noses were not their noses, and their eyes were not their eyes. Clearly, he was very dissatisfied with these two people who did not have any moral integrity and did not take care of a third wheel like him and his mommy.    

    

It was only when Qin Yiyue specially made a cartoon cake for him that his little black face became a lot better.    

    

He held the cake and deliberately sat opposite He Qiaoyan to eat.    

    

He Qiaoyan snorted and was too lazy to respond to him.    

    

The two of them waited for Xiaobao to get up from his afternoon nap before going to the styling room they had agreed upon to do the styling.    

    

This styling studio often did styling for celebrities. Apart from the hairstyles, they were also responsible for the clothes and makeup.    

    

Qin Yiyue herself rarely put on makeup. She only knew how to do basic skincare, but she understood that makeup changed a woman.    

    

From the makeup she made when she was married last time, she had a deep understanding.    

    

But her hands were really handicapped, and she did not have time to learn how to put on makeup.    

    

After entering the styling room, the ceremonial lady brought the three of them into a VIP room.    

    

The interior was very modern, and it felt like it surpassed the times.