PFC Chapter 234 Beekeeper
Chapter 234 Beekeeper
Wen Lan picked up the cup with the azalea painted on it and added some honey to the bird's nest.
"Why did this guy take this azalea cup? He really is a prophet."
She put on her nightgown, washed up, ate bird's nest, and ran downstairs.
"Bu Yufan!" She called his name on the stairs. "Are you cooking? It smells so good!"
He was indeed holding a spatula. The once world-famous kitchenware showroom had become history. He actually picked up a spatula.
"Are you up? My little beauty!" He greeted her warmly.
Wen Lan smiled sweetly. "What did you call me? Can you say it again?"
"Little beauty!" He held the plate, served the food and smiled at her.
"You are so handsome!" She really couldn't resist his smile. He had a strong masculine charm, yet was so tender. He was also so handsome.
She skipped to his side, slipped under his arm holding the spatula, and hugged him tightly.
"Be careful not to get burned. I just turned off the heat, and the pot is still hot!"
"I'm not afraid of the heat! I want to hug you even if it's hot!"
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" He put the plate on the counter, freed one hand, and immediately protected her.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" She stood on tiptoe and asked him, leaning close to his ear.
"I covered you with a blanket several times, but when you turned over, I saw everything." He said this on purpose, just like he did before.
"Such a sexy and beautiful place, and you just looked at it? Didn't you do anything else?" she retorted.
Bu Yufan just said last night that her place is both sexy and beautiful.
"I've done a little bit." He filled the pot with food, put down the spatula, held her waist with both hands, lifted her up, and put her on the island in the west kitchen.
"What did you do?" she asked deliberately.
"Like this." He spread her legs, pressed against her, and moved his hands.
"Is this how you do me?" She moaned in his ear.
"Little honey jar, your reaction when you were asleep was the same as it is now."
"husband!"
"Ok?"
Both of them were passionate, immersed, and intimate.
"I want to try it... next time you can just... wake me up, okay?"
She untied the strings of his robe, and ran her hands up his abs, across his chest, and onto his shoulders, removing his clothes.
"I want to try it too. Can your little hands wake me up once?"
His eyes were smiling and full of desire as he stared at her closely.
"Like this?" She teased him even more passionately and pressed her lips against his.
"Baby!" he breathed, "You here..." He kissed her lips and kissed her deeply and passionately.
"Here you are..." He held her wrist and kissed it.
"And..." He lifted her off the kitchen island and placed her on the huge sofa in the living room, "Here..."
He untied her nightgown, but left her in the nude, transparent nightgown that had a non-blocking design.
"They all know what to do!" He lowered his head and kissed them delicately.
With the first hit, she knew she was done for.
"Bu Yufan..." She called his name over and over again, sometimes intermittently, sometimes softly.
That was the turmoil in her heart.
That was also the passion and tenderness he gave her.
After the overture, he carried her back to the room and gently placed her on their big bed.
"Have you rested enough? You're not shivering anymore." He lay on top of her, gazing into her eyes with interest and affection.
"That's not a chill." She put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips again and again. "You treat me like that, and it makes me very hot."
"What about you?" he asked knowingly.
"What do you think?" She kissed him deeply, testing him and trying to please him.
Just like how he had just tested and tried to please her.
He got down to business, and with all his tenderness, he also had a hint of the roughness and ferocity that she liked, and he conquered her for a long time.
After a long time, he and she sat at the bar in the living room, and he fed her with his own hands.
"Your arms are still sore?" he teased her. "You must have used too much strength. Who told you to be so strong that you had to use your arms to support yourself?"
"My whole body feels like it's falling apart." She laughed. "Is it because we haven't been intimate at home for a long time that you are particularly passionate?"
He tore open a steamed bun with his hands, put the pickled mustard and shredded pork he had just fried in it, and handed it to her.
"Try it! I've been asking for this in Southeast Asia." Bu Yufan remembered everything about her, even such trivial matters.
"It smells so good! It goes well with rice!" Wen Lan took a sip of the two-grain porridge he cooked, and then took a bite of the cut meat, feeling very satisfied.
He took the opportunity to stuff a mouthful of preserved egg mixed with roasted pepper sauce into her mouth.
Fortunately, Wen Lan had saved a lot of food in the refrigerator and the cupboard. Even if they went home suddenly, they would always have something to eat.
"Are you worried?" He noticed it keenly. Wen Lan was indeed at a loss for what to do after Yin He's call.
"Hubby, oh no, boss!" She changed her tone. "There is something I want to report to you."
She told Bu Yufan everything that happened on the phone. He checked the time.
"You're going to Dailing today? You have to go? Where are my parents and daughter? When are we going home?"
He didn't think the situation in Dailing was that difficult at all.
"What else? I want to launch the opening of the two hotels, Dujuan and Endless Summer, at the same time as planned. The first work of our arts aesthetics series must be released at the same time both domestically and abroad!"
"OK, let's do this. I'll help you solve Dailing's trouble, and we'll go home to see our parents first!" he insisted.
"How do you plan to solve it?" Wen Lan was quite curious. Did this man have an idea now?
This mine in Dailing has been buried for a long time, but it has not attracted the attention and attention of the IELTS project department.
When negotiating with the local government at that time, IELTS promised that in addition to protecting the ancient buildings and villages from the Ming and Qing dynasties, it would also protect and promote a series of local folk customs, including assisting in the application for intangible cultural heritage.
But there is one thing - the local beekeepers in Dailing are ignored by most people.
The construction plan of Gu Zuoshan's design and architectural team is nearing completion. The construction of the hotel's public areas and the decoration of the guest rooms are entering the final stage. Garden landscaping is Yin He's specialty, and everything was going smoothly.
A few days ago, beekeepers gathered together and thought that the transformation of the ancient village into a resort and tourist attraction would seriously affect the production and income of honey. Therefore, they had several disputes with Yasi and the local authorities.
It is true that Wen Lan has a ruthless nature.
But for the local people, even if it is related to their interests, it is impossible for her to solve the problem with an iron fist.