Chapter 1954: 2003 Love neighbor distance 1 (1/2)

Chapter 1954 2003 Love Neighbor Distance 1

Presidential Palace, Presidential Office.

Lonely Shan held a cup of coffee to her mouth, blew it, and tried her best to be calm on her face, but she still had the dripping kiss in her mind. The corners of her mouth evoked a very shallow arc, like shy, even more Like stealing pleasure.

That look, to be honest, fell into Yin Zhan's eyes, feeling a little bit humble.

He just returned from his honeymoon. The original plan for the honeymoon was one month, but there was an important official business here at the Presidential Palace and he had to end the holiday early. At this moment, he was so busy, Lonely Chan suddenly appeared out of thin air, took away his coffee, and then -

This action of drinking coffee lasted five minutes.

Chief of Staff He knocked on the door and came in. It was a little surprised to see Lonely Shan sitting on the solo sofa. What's more surprising was that he was wearing a set of pajamas. It was the most luxurious pajamas in the world, the latest DerekRose model, but it was expensive. Not suitable for external wear, right?

”Mr. Lonely.”

Lonely Shan gave an absent-minded ”um”, and the Chief of Staff He reported to Yin Zhan for five minutes. Lonely Shan continued to drink coffee for another five minutes. When the Chief of Staff He was about to retreat, he suddenly returned. God comes.

The order was not given to Yin Zhan, but to Chief of Staff He: ”Call the President's Hairstylist.”

That's right, he is here to get a haircut. Lonely Shan just dialed a messy haircut. He came directly from the roof of the old house. He was wearing pajamas and had a messy haircut. He urgently needed a professional hair stylist to help him tidy it up.

He Shao glanced at Yin Zhan. The presidential hair stylist has always only served the president. Yin Zhan nodded, and he walked out.

Half an hour later, Lonely Shan changed to a new hairstyle, fluffy and trendy, and his bangs were cut to great satisfaction. He sprayed styling water into the mirror and walked back to Yin Zhan.

”Small war, how about it?”

The hair stylist twitched his eyes.

This young man looked obviously younger than Mr. President, but he was bold enough to exclaim his Excellency as a small fight?