Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

That night, the man took a shower, went to bed and hugged her, scratched her nose with long fingers, rubbed her forehead, "Why didn't you review your video today?"

"I don't like it! It's too noisy!"

"obedient."

He kissed her face, his thin lips slowly moved down.

Thinking about it, words and thoughts are sour in the nose.

Is it on purpose?

That smelly man.

She's not dead, but when she came out with a facial cleanser when she was recording the video, she swaggered to call her daughter-in-law, so loudly, it was clearly deliberately misleading.

He Jiang Beiyuan has that kind of ability. He has always completed his goals in a calm manner, without any effort on his own.

He has the ability to tidy up the other party docilely.

This time, why...

Yannian shook his head and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Eyeballs glanced around at random, a small couple slanted in front of you, and the man stroked the girl's hair, scratching it like a cat.

Yannian's eyes bend.

Jiang Beiyuan also likes to touch her hair.

She was very resistant to others touching her head, but not against Jiang Beiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan combed her hair.

If he is not busy at night, he likes to blow her hair and then comb her hair.

He said, "Niannian's hair is beautiful and clean."

He also said: "An ancient woman got married, combed it to the end, combed it to the white hair and eyebrows, my wife, after combing you so much, we can be together for several lifetimes."

"Cut, as you would say, there is only one comb and two combs instead of three combs?" She asked lazily.

"..."

However, he didn't laugh and didn't continue the topic.

Later, she secretly checked the Internet and realized that the three combs were full of children and grandchildren.

My heart was warm at that time.

What a careful and gentle man, in front of her, he would never take the initiative to talk about children.

He knew she was under pressure, so he wouldn't put another pressure on her.

He never complained like her, "Why haven't you been pregnant yet, why haven't you moved yet."

Jiang Beiyuan never did.

Because in his eyes, she is more important than the child.

Yannian lay on the table and cried.

Hearing the movement, Ding Baoyi hurriedly threw the phone away, "What's wrong with you, feeling unwell?"

"..."

Yannian shook his head, what people fear most is memories.

Because I can't get out.

And can't go back.

"It's okay, only sand in the eyes, let's eat."

Yannian wiped her tears, thinking of Aunt Qiao's request, she must be happy, smile, cheerful, and optimistic.

This child is hard-won, and we must let him land in this wonderful world well and safely.

The waiter brought the dishes and the last soup, nodding at Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi.

"Two ladies, your dishes are all available, please call me if you need it."

"Excuse me, do you hire temporary waiters in your hotel?" Yannian asked.

"Does the lady want to work in our shop?"

"Almost, when I walked in, I saw a recruiter posted on the door."

"That's right, I am not the boss. If the lady wants to work in our shop, please contact our boss."

After speaking, the waiter smiled and left.

Ding Baoyi frowned and looked at what the waiter did. "What are you thinking about?"

"Hey, I won't tell you."

She lowered her head to drink the soup, her clear and beautiful eyes became more vivid and aura because of a bit more narrow and cunning.

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