Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Ding Baoyi was taken aback for a moment, and then deliberately moved to the back to observe.

The jade white back and the split design reveal smooth and delicate skin.

"It's pretty revealing, I mean comparing it with what you wore after you got married."

"Well, that's right. Just show it, let him feel uncomfortable."

With that said, Yannian also ordered a cocktail.

After two sips, I started nausea.

Reaching out and kneading his stomach, Xu Kuangjie came over.

"Well, you can put it on, he is about to explode behind."

Xu Kuangjie handed Yan Nian a black suit jacket.

The scent above is clear, with a hint of mint aroma.

It is Jiang Beiyuan's coat.

Yan Nian didn't look at Xu Kuangjie, and snorted, "Why can't he come by himself, he has the ability to send it by himself."

Isn't this incapable?

Xu Kuangjie wailed in his heart and sighed, "Is it OK for me to call your sister, please put it on, or it's me who is unlucky!"

"You are so embarrassed!"

Ding Baoyi glared at Xu Kuangjie, then took the jacket from Xu Kuangjie's hand and put it on Yan Nian's shoulders.

Yannian didn't move or hide, she drank the wine by herself, her fingers holding the wine glass sore.

I remember reading a book before. The first sign of love in the book is embodied in girls, it is boldness, and boys, it is timidity.

Suddenly felt that this sentence was right.

"Don't drink, I haven't counted the amount of alcohol." Ding Baoyi snatched the cocktail from Yannian's hand.

This thick wine is a high-concentration cocktail specially tuned by the charm bar, and it is easy to drink half a cup.

"give me!"

Yannian hadn't had enough, grabbed the cup, and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Ding Baoyi held her body in time.

When she straightened up, Yannian stared at the slender silhouette in the dark from the corner of her eyes.

He stood up.

Ha ha.

Stand up but don't come over.

Don't come over and don't care about her.

Give her a wedding, give her a honeymoon, give her a company, give her shares, but not her future.

Then what use does she want these formal things?

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed, Yannian pushed Ding Baoyi away, and suddenly walked forward staggeringly.

"Hey Yannian—"

Ding Baoyi tried to pull her, but saw her walking straight towards the microphone.

The little woman didn't know what she said to the guitarist in the bar, her eyebrows were drooping, she looked very cute, the other party smiled, then got up and stood up, giving up her position to Yan Nian.

Yannian sat down, holding her acoustic guitar in her arms.

Twitch the strings lightly.

The prelude is long.

And desolate and cold.

Ding Baoyi looked at Yannian with one hand on her cheek and hooked her mouth. She didn't know when she learned the guitar.

He said in a low voice:

"Who am I in your eyes, who do you want me to replace, exchange love and sorrow with each other, people who love more always shed tears first..."

Her voice is not the kind of husky, on the contrary, it is very clear, sweet and greasy as a girl.

A sad song, inexplicably sung by her, was a bit lonely.

The bar that was still noisy just now fell into a brief silence. The public's eyes fell on the girl who was playing and singing. She looked pure and clear, but her face was filled with sadness that no one else understood.

The man embedded in the shadow finally came to the bright side.

Jiang Beiyuan stood beside Xu Kuangjie, looking at the girl singing on the stage.

Her eyebrows were low and smooth, like a clean and harmless angel, her long black hair was covered with an unreal golden light against the light, her long eyelashes quivered slightly while singing, and the fine hairs on her face were also visible.

"Who are you in my eyes, dominate the taste of being loved."

"The hug makes you so tired."

"Those who love much always become hypocritical first."