I went viral after dressing as a fucking villain

Looking up at Jiang Yihong with wide eyes, Su Hanying couldn't stop smiling, and the whole person exuded happiness.

Seeing Jiang Yihong's 360° handsome face with no dead ends, and hooking Jiang Yihong's neck, Su Hanying suddenly smacked his lips.

"Jiang Yihong, why are you so kind to me?"

Immersed in the happiness of being taken seriously by others just by saying what she said casually, after Jiang Yihong took a sip of the sweet wine of love, Su Hanying is dizzy when she speaks now.

"If I don't treat you better, do you want other wild men to treat you well? Besides, putting this under your command will also increase your financial resources and status in disguise. If anyone wants to count you again, you have to weigh it Measure your own weight."

Gently stroking Su Hanying's hair again and again, but a ruthless look flashed across Jiang Yihong's face.

Under Jiang Yihong's hair smoothing actions again and again, Su Hanying's hair successfully swelled up due to static electricity, and Su Hanying also successfully fell asleep.

Quietly planning in his heart, how to build the homestay in Su Hanying's heart, Jiang Yihong fell into deep thought.

Inside the door there were two people embracing each other, one sleeping soundly and the other thinking, the atmosphere was quiet, outside the door, Meng Jie was holding a bottle of safflower oil in his hand, neither knocking nor not knocking.

"Hey, Zipan, why are you here?" After eating and drinking in the restaurant, after watching Sheng Zeyuan explain to everyone on the stage that he is now the CEO of Huaxin Film and Television, Jiang Yiran is in a pantomime. exceptionally good.

"Boss Jiang asked me to deliver a bottle of safflower oil. From the tone of his voice, someone must have hurt Miss Su."

Hearing that Su Hanying might be injured, Jiang Yiran became anxious: "Then go in quickly, injury is something that cannot be ignored."

It's funny, now is a critical period, Qin Youyou keeps stumbling in the front, and Sheng Zeyuan is staring at Su Hanying's throat behind, at this time, Su Hanying can't do anything wrong.

With good intentions, Jiang Yiran knocked on the door of Su Hanying's room without even thinking about it.

Before he had time to stop Jiang Yiran, he remembered the knock on the door.The sound of "dong dong dong" seemed to be a reminder from hell, every time it hit Meng Jie's little heart.

Immersed in her dream of being a millionaire, a sudden knock on the door directly shattered Su Hanying's fantasy.

Rubbing her eyes, she hugged Jiang Yihong's arms in dissatisfaction. Su Hanying wanted to continue her previous dream, but she didn't expect that annoying knocking sound to reach her through the medium of air again. in the ears.

Turning over and throwing off the quilt, Su Hanying sat up irritably, ignoring the pain in her body.

Just about to open the door, unexpectedly, Jiang Yihong moved faster than her. When she just sat up, Jiang Yihong had already opened the door of the room with a dark face.

He stopped the hand that was about to hit Jiang Yihong's face in time, feeling the cold breath around him, Jiang Yiran swallowed, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

"Why, what's the matter, why did you quarrel with my sister-in-law?"

Jiang Yihong didn't say a word, but continued to stare at Jiang Yiran's face with a gloomy face.

Looking at Jiang Yihong's gloomy face, and Su Hanying who was behind Jiang Yihong with sleepy eyes and an irritable face, Meng Jie knew that he was going to be in trouble with Jiang Yiran again.

"Who, what's the matter?" Pulling Jiang Yihong away, Su Hanying tried to restrain her emotions and asked as calmly as possible.

"There was no quarrel, it's just that you woke Hanhan up." Holding Su Hanying behind him into his arms, Jiang Yihong's tone exuded a strong aura of danger.

Feeling the sudden low air pressure around him, the sneer on Jiang Yiran's face was instantly frozen.Standing next to him, Meng Jie tightened his grip on the safflower oil unconsciously, secretly blaming him for not stopping Jiang Yiran in time just now.

"Ah, I'm sorry little sister-in-law, I was wrong, and I dare not do it again."

Standing there in a daze for two seconds, Jiang Yiran hurriedly bowed and apologized, and ran away after speaking, fearing that Jiang Yihong would leave him as a coolie.

Looking at the figure of Jiang Yiran running back to his room, listening to the "bang" sound of closing the door, Meng Jie seemed to see that God not only closed the door for him, welded the windows to death, but also directly closed the door. Thick cement for walls and roofs.

"Well, Mr. Jiang, I didn't knock on the door. Also, this is the safflower oil you asked for."

Tremblingly handing over the bottle of safflower oil in his hand, Meng Jie's little heart seemed to be gripped by a pair of big hands, and cold sweat broke out from nervousness.

"Well, have you finished everything I told you?" Just when Jiang Yihong was in a bad mood, his tone of voice was inevitably full of ice.

"No, no, don't worry, I'll do it now." Meng Jie said timidly, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"Hey, wait." Just about to leave, Su Hanying stopped him unexpectedly.

Meng Jie paused, feeling extremely flustered.

Well, this is just out of the wolf's den, but also in the tiger's den.

Thinking to himself, Meng Jie turned around obediently.

"What, thank you."

Speaking of which, Su Hanying wakes up quickly and goes away quickly.

Thinking that Meng Jie had to come all the way from the city because of Jiang Yihong's order, and then had to drive back in a car after a while, looking at the bottle of safflower oil in Jiang Yihong's hand, Su Hanying's I feel guilty for a while.

"Ah, it's okay, it's all I should do." Unexpectedly, instead of a violent storm, it was the spring breeze from Su Hanying, and Meng Jie was flattered all of a sudden.

Noticing the tinge of red on the tip of Meng Jie's ear, Jiang Yihong's vinegar jar turned upside down again.

With deep eyes, he gave Meng Jie a hard look, Jiang Yihong imprisoned Su Hanying into his arms with a sullen face, and closed the door of the room with a "bang".

"Go, lie on the bed." Lifting the back of Su Hanying's neck and throwing her on the bed, Jiang Yihong ordered with a dark face.

"What do you want!" Startled by Jiang Yihong's words, Su Hanying couldn't help but pull the quilt at her hand to protect her body.

Seeing Su Hanying sitting motionless on the bed, and using the quilt to separate him and her, this action seemed to add fuel to the fire, which made Jiang Yihong even more palatable.

Without answering Su Hanying's words, Jiang Yihong lifted the quilt and threw it on the ground, ignoring Su Hanying's struggle, and threw Su Hanying down on the bed.

"Jiang Yihong, you bastard, what on earth are you trying to do!" Feeling the clothes behind her being lifted up, and her back directly touching the air, Su Hanying roared loudly.

However, her limbs were all imprisoned by Jiang Yihong, Su Hanying could only express her anger with her voice.

Suddenly feeling the coolness coming from the bruise on the waist, and the unique smell of safflower oil coming from behind, Su Hanying's angry shouting stopped abruptly.

"Why, aren't you capable? Keep shouting."