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Chapter 595 The Joy of the Storm

This feeling of spending money like flowing water satisfied Pei Jing's vanity to a great extent. It was a feeling of being held in the palm of someone's hand. When the waiter sealed all the bags in the shop, When the address was ready to be delivered to Pei Jing's apartment, Pei Jing seemed to feel that she was the most worthy of these designer bags.

It was a feeling of extremely inflated vanity.

At the same moment, Yan Zhuolang's cell phone rang.

When the phone was connected, Jiang Bo's voice appeared on the phone: "Mr. Yan, Miss Pei went to the Gucci store and bought all the bags in the store."

Listening to Jiang Bo's report on the phone, Yan Zhuolang sneered in his heart, did this woman finally show her fox tail?

Seeing Yan Zhuolang's unkind expression, Pei Ran couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, Zhuolang."

Yan Zhuolang shrugged indifferently: "It's okay, Jiang Bo took your sister to buy some daily necessities, she is fine."

"Yeah." With a slight smile on Pei Ran's face, she couldn't help but praise Yan Zhuolang's subordinate Jiang Bo in her heart.

Suddenly, Pei Ran asked, "How is your secretary?"

Yan Zhuolang was confused by this nonsensical words, but he quickly realized, "Jiang Bo is a nice person, very clever, and you can see his ability to handle things, perfect."

Pei Ran blushed: "You clearly know that this is not what I asked, do you think Xiao Jing is suitable for him?"

Hearing these words, Yan Zhuolang almost spit out all the water he just drank before giving up!

These two people are impossible no matter how you look at it, not to mention that Jiang Bo is Yan Zhuolang's most capable assistant, very good, and Pei Jing...

No one would like a woman who loves vanity like this.

"It's not appropriate. Jiang Bo's careerism is too high, it's unfair to Xiao Jing." After holding back for a long time, Yan Zhuolang finally found a reason to convince Pei Ran.

Pei Ran let out a thoughtful "Oh" and stopped talking.

"Tell me, is the person Xiao Jing mentioned last time really as bad as she said?" Even someone as innocent as Pei Ran felt that her sister was exaggerating.

Yan Zhuolang replied lightly: "No, I think there is some kind of misunderstanding between the two of you. I will come forward when I have a chance. Don't worry about this matter anymore."

Pei Ran responded in a low voice, thinking of her sister living in the apartment tonight, she felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Will Xiaojing be afraid to live alone in the apartment? Or..."

Yan Zhuolang, who was driving, hastily and lightly covered Pei Ran's mouth with his fingers: "The nanny will move in tomorrow, and Xiao Jing will be alone tonight, don't worry, she is your sister , and is already an adult with autonomy, why do you still treat her like a child?" Yan Zhuolang did not mention the fact that Pei Jing had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on bags just now.

If Pei Ran knew what Pei Jing did just now, God knows what she would do!

After a long while, Pei Ran raised his head again, with a blank expression on his face: "Where are we going?"

Yan Zhuolang had a mysterious smile on his face, "Take you to a good place to relax. You are tired these days, so let's take a rest."

The other side of the Xiangjiang River was the destination. The car was driving on the sea-crossing bridge, with an indescribable feeling. Pei Ran hadn't come out for a long time. Looking at the scenery in front of her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Yan Zhuolang's car stopped, he came to a Japanese-style garden. This is a world-famous hot spring club. Countless tourists come here every year. This is a veritable place of spiritual exile. Here You can get the most intimate service, and at the same time, you can relax your body and mind to the greatest extent.

Yan Zhuolang got out of the car, took Pei Ran's hand, and walked towards the hot spring club.

All the places here have the same layout. They are built by the mountains, and there are dozens of natural hot springs, so that no matter where it is, it is misty and full of fairy spirit.

Pei Ran's hands were behind her back, the snow-white dress was windless, and the corners of the skirt were blown up a little, Pei Ran was as beautiful as an elf who had fallen into the mortal world.

Yan Zhuolang's heart was burning hot, looking at Pei Ran who was walking in front, the evil fire in his heart that was almost uncontrollable was about to rise at this moment, and it was about to burst out crazily!

Pei Ran turned her head and looked at Yan Zhuolang walking slowly behind her, her heart was filled with joy.

"Zhuolang, what are you looking at?" Pei Ran looked into Yan Zhuolang's eyes and couldn't help asking.

Yan Zhuolang smiled faintly, and that smile was fascinating: "Look at you."

"What are you looking at me for?" Pei Ran was surprised.

"See how you escaped from my clutches tonight!" Suddenly, Yan Zhuolang rushed forward and hugged Pei Ran, a pair of big hands full of heat wrapped around her slender waist from behind.

A surge of strong hormones rushed towards his face, Pei Ran could even feel the heat in his heart, and the atmosphere was a little charming for a while.

"There are so many people... What are you going to do..." Pei Ran's voice was as small as a mosquito, Yan Zhuolang buried his head in Pei Ran's neck, blowing hot air into her ears, and suddenly felt a tingling sensation Haunted.

"Hey..." Pei Rang Na almost couldn't control it, let out a murmur, and it was precisely this murmur that burned Yan Zhuolang's last trace of reason!

He suddenly stepped forward and hugged Pei Ran, striding towards the hot spring room, where endless beauty awaited him.

The emotion that had been suppressed for a long time burst out suddenly at this moment, Yan Zhuolang was like a prehistoric beast, searching for the hottest feeling on Pei Ran's body, and for a while, there was a sound in the hot spring room that made people feel ashamed Extreme sound.

Pei Ran's face was like peach blossoms, with two blushes hanging on her cheeks, she suppressed her voice in a low voice, not daring to let herself scream too loudly, this is not her home after all... Even Pei Ran found out that Yan Zhuolang always loved her these few times. Like to be outside just...

Pei Ran didn't dare to think about the next scene, just like a docile cat, welcoming the most wonderful storm in the world.

I don't know how long it took, when all this came to an abrupt end, Yan Zhuolang was covered in sweat, and his strong body was covered with a layer of luster. Pei Ran's eyes were blurred, looking at the handsome and tall Yan Zhuolang, feeling drowsy for a while. Sleepiness finally came.

Yan Zhuolang put on a shirt, walked out of the hot spring room, and stood at the door quietly smoking a cigarette. The beautiful and imaginative voice also came from the hot spring room not far away, and Yan Zhuolang couldn't help but jump out of his heart. One thought, isn't it that the man in the hot spring room not far away, his wife also has a younger sister who would suddenly push the door open all the time?

For a moment, Yan Zhuolang felt dumbfounded!

The next day, when the afterglow of the setting sun had already entered the villa, Yan Zhuolang had already packed his clothes. The suits from Turin, Italy were very straight, with exquisite workmanship, and comfortable to wear. This is Yan Zhuolang's favorite custom-made suit brand .

"Ran'er, are you ready? We're going to a reception tonight,"

Pei Ran was lazily sitting in front of the dressing table, with light makeup on. Tonight's reception, Yang Qian would attend, Pei Ran was somewhat nervous, and didn't know how to face this aunt?My future mother-in-law?But at the same time, Pei Ran's heart was full of anticipation. Thinking of this, the movements of his hands became a little faster.

In the car, Pei Ran was wearing a gorgeous white evening dress, with a little makeup on, she looked elegant and refined, but she was sitting in the car, although she was still smiling, but Yan Zhuolang knew that Pei Ran Not as happy as it looks now.

"What's the matter, you look unhappy." Yan Zhuolang asked softly, the pampering in his words was so obvious.

"No, you're just thinking too much." Pei Ran smiled faintly.

Although Yan Zhuolang felt strange, he didn't ask further questions, but nodded, and gently held Pei Ran's hand, trying to reassure her.

Naturally, Pei Ran could feel Yan Zhuolang's concern, but how dare she say it, she always felt that Yan Zhuolang's mother Yang Qian seemed dissatisfied with her, so she was always afraid.

The car was not driving fast, but Pei Ran felt that the time passed too quickly, as if the distance had been shortened a lot.

"Ran'er, we're here." Yan Zhuolang pulled Pei Ran, and he had already arrived at the entrance of the Juncheng Hotel.

Pei Ran opened her eyes: "Okay."

The reputation of the Juncheng Hotel is well-known, only celebrities and refined scholars can enter and leave, and no one else can enter, and today, the place of the reception is here.

It's not the first time Pei Ran has come here, but every time he comes here, he can feel the splendor of this hotel. Of course, it's luxurious, but also elegant, whether it's a mural or a random decoration, even if it's just a sticker on the ground. High-quality tiles are all exquisite.

Whether it is the luxury of money, the elegance of pen and ink, or some weirdos, they will not be picky about this place.

Because the layout here is, what do you think the decoration here is, then it is what it is.

So it is also a place that has always been popular here. Pei Ran and Yan Zhuolang came to this place at this time, took out the invitation card, and was led by someone.

"Zhuolang, the decoration here is really nice." Pei Ran smiled and said playfully.

"If you like it, then our wedding will also be here, what do you think?" Yan Zhuolang laughed, and finally returned to normal, no longer sullen.

Pei Ran, on the other hand, smiled shyly, and lightly hit Yan Zhuolang with her lotus root arm, with a sweet face.

"Hate it, you can have something to do with it."

"Isn't it right? I want you to be the happiest bride in the world, so naturally you have to choose what you like." Yan Zhuolang didn't hide his love for Pei Ran at all, and the stars in the sky were also given to Pei Ran Ran up.

"Aiyo, isn't this Miss Pei and Boss Yan?" Just as the two were following each other, a sudden voice interrupted the two of them.

On the other hand, Pei Ran and Yan Zhuolang both looked forward. They were people Yan Zhuolang's mother knew. The two of them were often together, and they seemed to have the intention of cooperating, so Yan Zhuolang knew each other.

Then she pulled Pei Ran over and the top hat shook hands: "Aunt An, hello."

"Mr. Yan, why are you being polite? You're welcome. I thought you would come with your mother, but who knew you would come first." The surname is Anna. Although she is a 40-year-old woman, she is very well cared for. Well, there is no trace of time at all, but it is more and more elegant and charming.

With this light smile, it seemed that Zhou Wei's decorations were paled by it, but the shrewdness revealed intentionally or unintentionally between her brows was to tell the person she was talking with that this person was not a vase, easy to fool.

"My mother has something to do, so I'll come first. No, it's not a bad thing to meet you." Yan Zhuolang also has a set of social skills. In just one sentence, he gave Anna to her. Provoked a burst of screaming.