Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 901



Chapter 901: Don’t be sad

Translator: 549690339

Jiang Xibao was running around the living room in a panic with Liang yuran in his arms, and his legs would hit the pile of debris from time to time.

“Put me down!”

Ugly wasn’t enough to describe the expression on Liang yuran’s face.

“Where … Where should I put it?”

Jiang Xibao also wanted to find a place to put it, but the living room was too messy!

An amazing chaos!

“Sofa!”

Liang yuran had already said these words through gritted teeth.

“……”

Jiang Xibao looked at the living room with a confused expression.

The sofa … Where is it?

Liang yuran’s thin lips were pursed into a line, and he pointed in a certain direction in the living room.

&Quot; that’s a sofa??? ”

Jiang Xibao’s eyes widened in surprise.

How did he do it?

She had thought that it was a mountain of trash!

“……”

Liang yuran only felt his temples buzzing. He didn’t want to discuss the issue of his sofa with this short Wintermelon at all.

Jiang Xibao walked over and carefully placed Liang yuran on the so-called sofa.

All he could hear was the sound of crashing …

“……”

“……”

Jiang Xibao watched as Liang yuran slid down to the floor along with the pile of ‘garbage’ on the sofa!

There was a thump.

Liang yuran’s face was expressionless, and he began to completely give up on himself.

He did not speak and Jiang Xibao did not dare to speak either.

She just felt uncomfortable looking at the beer cans, red wine bottles, and spirit bottles on the ground …

And those pieces of trash …

After thinking for a while, Jiang Xibao turned around and went back to the kitchen. He found some wet tissues in the shopping bag.

When he returned to Liang yuran, he squatted down, though a little hesitant.

She took out a tissue and slowly wiped the White, sticky yogurt on his face.

“I didn’t do it on purpose,”

At that time, her mind was blank, so she forgot to control her strength.

“……”

Liang yuran didn’t say anything.

“Please don’t be angry.”

After it was completely cleaned, Jiang Xibao folded the used wet tissues and carefully threw them into the trash can …

It should be …

Is it a trash can?

“That’s a fish tank!”

Liang yuran snorted and finally spoke.

“……”

Ah?

Why was the fish tank next to the sofa?

Jiang Xibao felt that he really could not understand the life of rich people.

She just looked down at the man, who was sitting on the colorless floor with his long arms and legs.

His cold face had a lonely look in his eyes …

Yingying’s death anniversary was yesterday.

After a long time …

Jiang Xibao reached out and covered Liang yuran’s head with his hand.

Just like how her mother had consoled her when she was young, she gently rubbed his hair.

“Don’t be sad,”

Jiang Xibao tilted his head and said to him with a warm smile on his chubby face.

“I’ll make you something delicious.”

………………

The curtains were still closed.

The room was a few hundred square meters in size, and Liang yuran sat on the ground with his long arms and legs.

However, a rich aroma came from the kitchen.

Jiang Xibao was cutting the century eggs on the chopping board deftly, and the porridge was already boiling in the pot.

The lean meat jumped.

She wanted to put the ingredients she had just bought into the refrigerator, but when she thought of the things in the refrigerator …

Jiang Xibao instantly shivered.

It’s better not to.

“Is there anything you don’t like?”

Jiang Xibao poked his head out of the kitchen and carefully asked Liang yuran, who was still sitting in the same place.

“……”

After a long time, he finally spat out these two cold words.

“Alright,” he said.

Jiang Xibao smiled and retracted his head.

He walked back to the pot and sprinkled the sliced century eggs into it. Instantly, the fragrance filled the air.

Although he was very impolite at the beginning.

But …

Mr. Liang looks like an obedient child!