Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

In the middle of the note, two sentences were written.

Above is Jiang Bei Yuan Qiu Jin's profound handwriting:

See pen like me.

May my brother have a bright future and blossom all the way.

The thick and colorful characters are very engraved, and the strength of each stroke is extremely stable, and the arc is closed slightly, which is the atmosphere and magnificence unique to Jiangbeiyuan.

...

In the living room, Yan Nian has a pair of apricot eyes, holding a red chess, and fighting Jiang Guoteng on the chess field.

Jiang Beiyuan, who was sitting next to her, gently rubbed his forehead, looked helpless and spoiled, secretly giving his wife a hint from time to time.

Although she thought she was stupid and impatient and didn't know how to give in, he was the only one who could beat her, no one else.

A cry of "Wow -" came from behind.

Yannian's heart slammed, the chess in her hand clattered to the ground, looking back.

Jiang Beize, who was full of tears, hugged Jiang Beiyuan's neck from behind without saying a word.

Those eyes were red from crying, and they looked like two walnut kernels by the light. The crystal clear tears fell to Jiang Beiyuan's neck, and the long eyelashes were still with teardrops.

"Really...I really like my second brother the most!!"

Jiang Beiyuan frowned: "Let go."

"Well, I know, but the birthday gift my second brother gave me, I really like it, I like it, I like it! The second brother is the best second brother in the world! I was wrong just now, and I will never doubt my second brother anymore!"

"..." Yannian watched this scene, pursing the corners of her mouth.

Jiang Guoteng on the side was surprised and smiled, "This kid likes to stick to his second brother. The brothers have a good relationship—"

As soon as Jiang Guoteng's words fell, Jiang Beiyuan impatiently pushed aside his so-called good brother.

"stand at attention."

"..." Jiang Beize wiped away tears and immediately stood at attention.

"Look up, chest tall."

"..." Jiang Beize immediately did so, his waist straightened.

"Standing in military position, go to the corner and stand for three minutes."

Jiang Beiyuan is like a high-ranking officer, king over the world, giving orders to his subordinates.

Jiang Beize sucked his nose vigorously, and then saluted Jiang Beiyuan!

"Yessir!"

After speaking, he hurried to the corner and stood still, not dare to neglect.

Yan Nian glanced at the black pen held tightly in Jiang Beize's hand, and said "Ah", "Mr. Jiang, did you find your lost pen???"

"Yeah." Jiang Beiyuan picked up the chess piece she had fallen on the ground.

"Where did you find it?"

"Under the bed." Jiang Beiyuan said with no red heart.

...

eight pm.

The driver drove Jiang Beiyuan and Yannian back.

It is said that the moon at fifteenth is round and big, but the moon is also very bright tonight, and the branches of the treetops are covered with a layer of silver-white brilliance, and the moonlight is extremely beautiful.

It has been a long time since Yannian had quietly admired anything. She didn't say much on the way. She raised her cheek with one hand and looked at the rows of trees outside the window, her mouth bends, and she felt that it was good to calm down.

Beside, Jiang Beiyuan leaned on her lap, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

The long eyelashes fell, hiding under his eyes, and a dark shadow fell.

I arrived home without knowing it.

Yannian touched him lightly, "Ms. Jiang, wake up, we are home."

"Ok."

The latter has a **** low voice, rising from her lap.

Those black eyes are no longer clear and calm during the day. Instead, they are blurred and hazy. Just as the moon is covered by heavy clouds, Jiang Beiyuan's eyes are also covered with an unreal mist.