Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Fifteen minutes later.

Jiang Beiyuan came out of the bathroom, his black hair was half-dry and slightly drooping, his body was well proportioned with wide shoulders and narrow abdomen. The goose yellow light and shadow fell on his delicate collarbone, covered with a layer of honey luster.

He wiped his hair with a white towel in his hand, tilted his head slightly, his high nose was perfectly curved, his thin lips and clear chin, the lines in every place were excellent.

If it were normal, Yannian would definitely be idiotic about this beautiful male bathing picture.

I've been married for more than three years, and sometimes when I look at this face, I still feel like a deer hitting my heart.

Especially when his black eyes were filled with moisture after the bath, but she was the only one under his eyes.

That moment was the most fascinating and moving.

But now, Yannian was holding her breath in her heart, looking at Jiang Beiyuan's various dislikes.

"I know you don't like Gong Jun. I had a crush on him before and I admit it, but that's a thing of the past. I don't like him for a long time! Even if you hate them, you can't burn their coat!"

"Done?" Jiang Beiyuan looked at her calmly.

"What is your attitude? Are you still reasonable after you burned someone's coat?"

"Not really burned."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't look at her anymore. He threw the towel to one side of the sofa, and then went to bed. From the angle of Yan Nian, he could only see his sharp jaw line.

"What do you mean? Is it burnt? Why is it so hard to talk to you."

"It's in my son's wardrobe."

Jiang Beiyuan folded his hands on the back of his head, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes fell, and his thin lips moved lightly, "You put other men's things in the master bedroom, do you still have any reason?"

"You-unreasonable."

Yan Nian turned around to go out looking for a coat, and a clear voice sounded behind her:

"My son is asleep, and I will go there tomorrow."

"..."

After hearing Yan, Yan Nian paused and took a deep breath.

Since giving birth, she and Jiang Beiyuan have rarely quarreled in the past two years.

He probably felt sorry for her not easy to have a baby. He always treats her very well. In the hospital, he is still a cold and cold Doctor Jiang, who will not provoke rotten peach blossoms, and the peach blossoms around her are all choked off by him. So the past two years can be described as calm.

In fact, there are times when Yan Nian still misses the quarrel.

There is no one between husband and wife who doesn't quarrel, just make a quarrel a little bit to ease the atmosphere, but Jiang Beiyuan will not quarrel with her.

Like now.

She felt that he was not doing the right thing, and he still looked like I was right, so that the words and thoughts were not angry.

Yan Nian also went to bed, but went up from the other side, deliberately shrunk at the corner of the bed, separated from Jiang Beiyuan by two people.

I don't want to sleep on him today!

"Open Gong Jun and open it tomorrow."

The man behind him said lightly.

The tone of the command sounds very angry.

"I won't fire him! There is nothing wrong with him, you are making trouble unreasonably!" Yannian said impatiently, turning her back to him.

"If you don't open it, this will never end."

"Which thing is not over? Just a coat makes you so angry? Do you believe me or yourself?!"

"I don't believe him." Jiang Beiyuan said every word.

Thinking of the scene where Gong Jun wanted to secretly read his words, he became angry.

There is no man who would rather leave someone who covets his wife by his side.

He is Jiang Beiyuan, and he has never spent much time in the matter of monopolizing her.