Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

Walking out of the office, Song Jiao leaned against the wall beside her, her face full of resentment.

Why doesn't Brother Zhi'an see her existence!

Why! !

Taking a deep breath, Song Jiao glanced sideways at the location of the CEO's office, with a domineering look in her eyes.

She must get Song Ji An!
No matter what the price, she will do it!

Looking away, Song Jiao went to the company cafeteria to eat.

This was Song Zhian's first time bringing a newcomer to the company, so when Song Jiao came to the cafeteria, she was surrounded by gossiping female employees of the company, who curiously asked about her relationship with the president.

Seeing this, Song Jiao pretended to be shy, giving people the illusion that she wanted to hide her relationship.

Also because of her ambiguous answer, Mingyuan company spread rumors about their affair.

And this is what she wants!

After get off work in the afternoon, Song Jiao left together in Song Zhian's car.

And this scene happened to be photographed by someone with a heart, and then posted in the company group.

Song Jiao was sitting in the co-pilot, and when she watched the heated discussions about the relationship between the two in the group, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It's okay that Song Ji An doesn't like her.

Then she wants to make public opinion more violent in the company!

Even if it is fake, she will make it real!

On the way home, Song Zhi'an seldom spoke, and even when he encountered a red light, he just looked around for himself.

Song Jiao is a person who has a certain amount of advance and retreat. In order not to bore him, she was also very quiet along the way, not thinking about how to strike up a conversation.

Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped at the door of Song's old house.

The two walked in one after the other.

As soon as he entered the hall, Song Zhi'an saw Nuan Nuan pruning roses.

Seeing this, he changed into his slippers, sat beside her, and said in a doting tone, "Nuan Nuan, why do you have time to cultivate your sentiments today?"

Looking sideways at his smiling expression, Song Zhiyi thumped his chest directly, and then responded righteously: "I love life very much, okay! Isn't it normal to cultivate one's sentiments!"

Hearing this, the corners of Song Zhi'an's mouth curled slightly, and he hugged her in his arms.

"My girlfriend was right, but she said something wrong for her husband." After the words fell, he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two was very beautiful.

Song Jiao stood at the entrance, looking at the indulgence and smile on Song Zhi Anjun's face, her heart was full of cooking skills.

Why is his pampering not for her!

Obviously she is the one who loves him the most!

The hands hanging on both sides were clasped and loosened. Seeing that they were still talking about love, Song Jiao took a deep breath, changed her shoes and went back to her room.

If she continued to watch, she might be blown up!

After pruning the roses, the nanny also prepared dinner. Seeing this, she asked the nanny to go up and call Song Jiao to come down for dinner, but when she came, she lost her appetite and stopped eating.

Song Zhiyi sat at the dining table, holding his chin in his right hand, and looked at him suspiciously: "Zhi'an, did sister Jiaojiao encounter something in the company? Why don't you come down for dinner today?"

After the words fell, did she glance upstairs.

Hearing this, Song Zhi'an sighed slightly, and a helpless expression appeared on Jun's face: "Nuan Nuan, are you worrying too much, Song Jiao is not a child, if she is hungry, she will eat naturally, just take care of yourself gone."

Saying that, Song Zhian picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them in her bowl.

Song Zhian looked at the vegetables in the bowl, and his brows were tightly knit together!
Help!

She hates vegetables the most!

After dinner, Song Jiao still stayed in the room and did not come down.

Seeing this, she asked the nanny to bring her a meal to make her hungry.

After giving the order, Song Zhiyi leaned on his shoulder, and said in a commanding tone: "Zhi'an, sister Jiaojiao is working in Mingyuan now, so you should take care of her more at ordinary times. After all, we are a family. If sister Jiaojiao works in the company You have to comfort and comfort her when you encounter something unsatisfactory, you know?"

Hearing this, Song Zhi'an directly closed the newspaper in his hand, and then said in a displeased tone: "Song Zhiyi, I'm your boyfriend, and now you think your boyfriend cares so much about other women, isn't that a little bit Is it too much?"

Hearing these words in his ear, Song Zhiyi laughed out loud, "Brother, this is our relative, your cousin in name, how can this be someone else, are you being too narrow-minded?"

In her opinion, Sister Jiaojiao is just like her own sister.

They had similar experiences, they were both adopted by the Song family, so it was natural for her to want to take more care of her.

Seeing that he still had a bad face, Song Zhiyi directly held his handsome face, and then sat astride him: "Brother, Sister Jiaojiao is about the same background as me, I care about her so much because I don't want her to see us too much Do you know?"

"Besides, uncle will come back after a while. Uncle loved you the most when he was young, so you can't be ungrateful. This is uncle's precious daughter!"

Hearing this, Song Zhian was directly defeated.

"Okay, little ancestor, I will listen to you." After a while, he pinched her little face and said.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled, and there was tenderness in each other's eyes that could not be dissipated.

Song Zhi'an raised his hand to look at the time, and seeing that the time was still on, he grabbed her slender waist and walked upstairs.

The sudden feeling of flying made her already, Song Zhiyi hurriedly hugged her neck, with a slightly angry tone: "Song Zhi'an, what are you doing, you scared me!"

Looking at her panicked eyes, Song Zhi'an's mouth slightly curled up, and then he said in a calm tone: "Naturally, it's time to do something meaningful, after all, it's still early."

After speaking, he reached out and patted her buttocks.

Suddenly, Song Zhiyi blushed.

This man, can't he think of something else in his mind!
Arriving at the door of the bedroom, Song Zhian kicked the door open, and then locked it.

Putting Nuan Nuan on the bed, he leaned forward and kissed her lips, and their lips and teeth intertwined.

Soon, Song Zhiyi fell under the offensive of her tenderness.

For a moment, the bedroom was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

His warm breath sprayed on her face, and there was a hint of lust in her usually dull eyes.

His kisses came down slowly, and those dense kisses made Song Zhiyi's delicate body tremble slightly.

She hooked his neck subconsciously, and the scorching breath swept her whole body, which made her hum softly.

This voice was like a stimulant, making Song Zhian attack again.

Both of them's clothes were on the ground, Song Zhiyi was lying on the bed, her face was flushed, her body was so soft that her hair was wet on her forehead.

This night, both of them worked hard, and went to the top of the cloud again and again, enjoying the ultimate happiness.

In the middle of the night, Song Zhi'an looked at the sleeping woman in his arms, a satisfied smile appeared on Jun's face.