Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Well, it seems to be the reason.

Then Yan Nian is not welcome.

Like last time, lying on this man's back.

Savory.

His shirt smelled of lavender detergent.

Ashamed.

Since getting married, Yan Nian has not done any washing for Jiang Beiyuan.

He washes his clothes, and he washes hers.

Because Jiang Beiyuan got up early.

He lives a very regular life. He gets up at six in the morning, puts his clothes in the washing machine, sets the time, then goes to the gym for an hour, and waits until Jian has finished washing his clothes. It is about 7:30.

After that, he would take a simple shower and then cook. If Yannian was at home, he would knock on the door at 8 o'clock to make Yannian get up and have breakfast.

Usually at this time, Yannian just woke up, washed and went downstairs to eat, and the Jiangbeiyuan rice was half done.

I remember once, it was particularly embarrassing.

It is rare for her to get up early. She just came out of the room and hit Jiang Beiyuan who had come out of the gym.

This man was very **** after exercise. He only wore a pair of black sweatpants, shirtless, with a white towel around his neck, and the hair hanging down on his forehead, which was close to his eyebrows, and thin sweat ran along his jaw. Come down, follow the strong chest all the way down...

"Oh, Doctor Jiang is carrying his wife."

Yan Nian slapped his spirits abruptly, and when she recovered, her face blushed abruptly.

Seeing Zhang Fan standing beside him, besides that, there are a lot of gazes from all directions.

amount……

Only then did I know that I was shy, knocked his head, buried it on Jiang Beiyuan's back, and couldn't get up.

Zhang Fan smiled, "If you carry this back and walk this way, it's not just the people in the department who know your relationship. It is estimated that you will be the top of the forum in our hospital tomorrow!"

Jiang Beiyuan gave him an impatient look.

Zhang Fan was still laughing, not afraid of death, and even followed Jiang Beiyuan to the lobby on the first floor.

"Hey, it's not what I said. Be careful. Maybe you come here early tomorrow morning and the director will talk to you!"

"Close your wife's mouth."

The latter walked away behind his words and thoughts, and Zhang Fan stood still and cut twice.

One-third of his salary this month is buying coffee for someone. He has been holding back his breath and he is almost suffocating his internal injuries. If the director does not find Jiang Beiyuan tomorrow, his surname will not be Zhang! !

A black Maybach parked in front of the hospital.

Xu Kuangjie, who slammed the car door, walked in, passing by Jiang Beiyuan who left with Yan Nian on his back, only one step away.

"Where is Lao Jiang?"

Xu Kuangjie asked Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders, slanted his chin and pointed to the corner on the right, "You are late, and you just left with your wife."

"Tsk."

Just one step away.

damn it!

"What's wrong, something to do with him?"

Isn't it?

Very important thing, very important thing.

Even, it's a matter of his life! !

Xu Kuangjie couldn't talk to Zhang Fan about this kind of thing, nor could he talk to Jiang Beiyuan on the phone, he could only talk to him in person.

"Forget it, I'll come back tomorrow!"

Zhang Fan rubbed his chin, his eyes flashed brightly.

There may be several good shows to watch tomorrow.

...

After returning home, I took a seat on the sofa in the living room and couldn't wait to set the chess game.

Ten minutes ago, Jiang Beiyuan was carrying her and passing by a small shop selling chess.

Yannian remembered that he hadn't played chess for a long time, and just wanted to say that he wanted to buy a pair, when the man in front of him suddenly opened his mouth, "Can you play chess?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Nian raised his eyebrows, and his tone was filled with unconcealed pride, "It's true that I was the second place in the Lucheng Youth Chess Open back then, and the certificate is still at home."

Jiang Beiyuan: "Who is the first?"

First...

Yannian thought for a while, and a vacant figure appeared in his mind.

"Don't want to mention it!"

Since she was a child, she has been exposed to chess under the influence of her father, Comrade Yan Yuming, remembering that when she was in elementary school, she could defeat the students in the fifth grade in the first grade.

Only when she met a sixth grader, she was gone.

He challenged the man three times, and each time he was defeated.

This is a shameful past for Yannian.

Jiang Beiyuan snorted, "The second place is embarrassing?"

"Oh no, I can't tell you in a few words, anyway, I don't want to mention it!"

Her grievances with that person had to be said last three days and three nights!

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say any more, but entered the small shop behind her back and bought a chessboard.

Yannian tilted his head and looked at his face with some interest, "You can play chess?"

Jiang Beiyuan: "A little bit."

"Great, I haven't played chess for a long time, let's go back and have a try!"

"OK fine."

When he paid, he held her waist with one hand, and fumbled out several hundred-yuan bills from his pocket with the other.

The setting sun shone in through the window lattice, cutting his short black hair into golden light and shadow, like a rising orange continent.

Yan Nian couldn't help but utter a loud tongue.

Her husband is so handsome in profile!

So after coming back, she couldn't wait to set the chessboard, pressing one leg on top of the other.

Sitting cross-legged like this is comfortable!

Jiang Beiyuan, who was sitting opposite her, frowned, "Put your legs down, do you want to do it?"

"……Oh."

It's a small sample, you know that she preached with a straight face.

Look, my old lady abuses you every minute on the chess court.

first round:

The start of the river-crossing car against the screen Ma Ping cannon against the car.

Yannian is the black side, and Jiang Beiyuan is the red side.

Before starting to download, Yannian secretly laughed, "Or if you ask me to let you, I can still consider releasing the water."