Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"okay!"

Yannian happily went to wash the dishes, Jiang Beiyuan condensed her back and watched for a long time.

Like the little girl in the photo frame, she is very young and youthful with her hair **** against the light.

Jiang Beiyuan walked over.

Without a second word, she buttoned her head and leaned over to kiss her.

Yannian: "What are you doing?"

The servant straightened up slowly, "You are my wife, can't I kiss you?"

"No, you guys for no reason..."

"What do you want for a reason? I can kiss if I want, and I can only kiss."

"..."

Yannian licked the corner of her mouth, and there was his breath on it.

I thought that someone might still be jealous of her first love boyfriend, heaven and earth conscience, although she and Meng Ziye have been dating, but the two have never kissed, let alone other ambiguous things.

Jiang Beiyuan walked in the direction of the study.

The chess game has been set, Jiang Guoteng is playing with two black chesses.

Jiang Beiyuan sat down opposite Jiang Guoteng and began to play his red chess.

"Let's talk about it, what do you think, if something happens, just leave the stall and leave. This is not your style."

Jiang Guoteng opened his mouth while playing chess.

The tone was light and fluttering, as if talking about the shortness of the house with his son.

Jiang Beiyuan's expression remained unchanged, and his slender fingers moved with a **** in between, "If I let her stay by my side, it is impossible for her to be wronged. She is straight-tempered, thinks less about everything, and doesn't let your wife be brutal. "

"..."

Jiang Guoteng wondered why he was involved in his wife?

He heard this man speak again in the next second, "Anyway, my wife has been wronged, but she can't."

"Then you can't just shake your hand and leave. You are my son. I understand you. Although you are self-willed, you are not self-willed without a bottom line. What is going on this time?"

Jiang Guoteng continued to ask.

The corners of Jiang Beiyuan's lips were lightly raised, his smile was inaudible, "I know it in my heart, you don't have to worry."

"Ugh……"

He knew it in his heart, but he didn't tell him to listen.

So Jiang Guoteng was very depressed.

More depressed is yet to come.

When the chess game just started, Jiang Beiyuan had been giving in. Jiang Guoteng thought he was going to win, but he didn't realize until the end. He had been caught in the trap set by Jiang Beiyuan long ago, and he is now embarrassed on all sides.

"Hahaha—"

Jiang Guoteng was depressed and helpless, and could only laugh heartily.

"You kid, the trick of asking you to enter the urn has been used on your father!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say anything, but turned defeat into victory little by little.

*

the next day.

Yannian woke up early today. She was going to do important things and couldn't sleep in bed.

Jiang Beiyuan drove her off, and took advantage of the red light to give her a look with interest.

"Can you do it yourself?"

Yannian nodded, making an OK gesture, "Yes, your wife's combat effectiveness is not that weak!"

As she spoke, the fragrance of her body overflowed.

Yannian she was dressed very formally today, and asked Ding Baoyi to borrow a black uniform, with her hair curled up, revealing her slender neck, which smelled like a professional white-collar worker in the company.

In fact, before coming, Yannian had planned to ask Jiang Beiyuan to use glasses to wear a pair of gentle scum.

However, his glasses are more than 100 degrees. Although the degrees are not high, for her who is not nearsighted, she is dizzy and can only give up.

Arrived at the destination-Shengtian Group.

Jiang Beiyuan put out the fire, took the khaki scarf from the back seat, and wanted to surround Yannian.

"Oh no, it's not nice to wear a scarf!"

"Put it on, it's cold outside."