Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"One hour." Yannian sniffed again.

"to be frank."

"..."

She crashed into his dark eyes, her delicate eyebrows frowned, "Two hours, really."

"If you don't tell the truth, please check the surveillance."

"Hey!!"

Yannian became angry from embarrassment.

"What's the point of you struggling with this question?"

"Very important meaning."

Jiang Beiyuan leaned down and hugged her.

with force.

He rubbed her forehead against her still slightly cold face.

"I don't want you to wait so long, and I want you to care about me, even a little bit."

"..."

Yannian raised her head to look at the ceiling above her head, tears bursting and she was speechless.

Yuli lay on the side, quietly looking at his host and hostess, and let out a satisfying sob from his dantian.

*

The night is floating, and the steam is full.

Yan Nian was soaking in the bathtub, and the hot water dispelled the cold from freezing for a long time on his body, making it very comfortable.

She leaned against the corner of the wall, closed her eyes, bent her knees, and buried her whole person in the bathtub except her head, but her eyebrows were frowned.

After a while, there was movement beside him.

She opened her eyes and looked over.

Jiang Beiyuan came without saying a word.

He sat down beside her without saying a word.

Splashing water.

The bathtub is large enough to support two people sitting side by side.

Jiang Beiyuan: "Your husband wears less clothes today, so he should take a bubble bath to get rid of the cold, otherwise, who will take care of me tomorrow if he catches a cold."

"Oh……"

The word Yannian, indifferently, directly serves as a topic terminator.

then.

Jiang Beiyuan and Yannian just sat, his shoulder touched hers, and he didn't say anything.

Yannian did not speak.

The surroundings are very quiet, and I can hear the wind whistling outside.

The wind is always arrogant late at night, this sentence is true.

People in the middle of the night always think, this sentence is not false.

Yan Nian glanced sideways at the man beside her.

His cheeks are sharply curved, and the chin line and the slightly pursed lips form a handsome curve. At this moment, his hands are overlapped on the back of his head, his eyes are closed, and he seems to fall asleep like this.

"Does your husband look good?"

The thin lips moved, his eyes still closed, and his voice was low and magnetic.

Yan Nian hurriedly shut his eyes.

He was always so smart that she could not hide in front of him.

This time, Jiang Beiyuan looked at her.

Yannian moved her body, shrank her head and continued to dive underwater, with her delicate little chin buried in the water.

"Jiang Beiyuan..."

She muttered.

"Can I really not do without you?"

The latter squinted at her slightly, his long eyebrows tightened, a bit of gritted teeth: "What do you mean?"

"I miss you so much."

Yannian suddenly came up with such a sentence.

She stared at the clear water, and there was a subtle fragrance of orchids in the air, and her body was also stained with this good smell.

I don't know if this taste is too comfortable, or because of her words, Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows stretched slightly.

Just about to say something, she spoke again: "The kind that misses you so much."

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows continued to stretch.

"I still can't remember the memories of you and me. I can't remember at all. Ding Baoyi said that the human brain has a protective consciousness. The more important and unforgettable things, the easier it is to be forgotten. I don't know. Is it true or she lied to me, I only know that I like Jiang Beiyuan. I don’t know who you were in the past, but I really like you now, and I like it very much.”