my charming lady boss

"Okay, I just came back and didn't eat, what should we eat?"

Nie Xiaolin raised her head and asked.

When Yan Jiadong looked down and saw his beautiful girlfriend, he twitched his index finger. He was really angry after being teased and teased by Ye Jiani these days.

Then the man smiled cheaply, picked her up while Nie Xiaolin was screaming, kissed the woman's red lips, and said softly: "Let me eat you first, I have been hungry for several days gone."

Chapter 47 Traces

Yan Jiadong was very impulsive due to the pent-up anger these days, and completed the usually complicated process in a few clicks.

I don't know how long it took before Yan Jiadong lay down on the side contentedly.

"Hate...you bully me when you come back."

Nie Xiaolin said coquettishly, it seems that this man was too fierce after he came back.

"Hey, do I miss you so much?"

Yan Jiadong smiled, and embraced Nie Xiaolin, who was staring at him like a cat.

"Well, it seems that you are quite honest, and you must have not messed around during this time."

Nie Xiaolin nodded. From the man's behavior just now, it can be seen that he has held back for a long time.

"Of course I won't mess around, I only have you."

Yan Jiadong quickly swore.

"Okay, I'm going to wash it, I'm sweating..."

Nie Xiaolin leaned over her head and kissed the man's face, then got out of bed, she didn't care that Yan Jiadong saw her body, and just walked into the bathroom.

Yan Jiadong smiled, the release of the anger in his heart made him a lot more relaxed. It seemed that there was a little bit of strangeness between the two of them in the process of communicating, and it didn't make him think too much.

After taking a short rest, Yan Jiadong frowned slightly looking at the messy bed, and got up to tidy it up.

This man seems to be a little cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. He always wants to tidy up when he sees messy things, just like Zhou Luyun's house will help tidy up when he sees a mess.

He put on his trousers, casually picked up Nie Xiaolin's close-fitting clothes and wanted to stack them up. The man's face became tense after noticing a mark on the shoulder strap just after putting them away.

Yan Jiadong hastily picked up Nie Xiaolin's corset and looked at it. There was an obvious word on the shoulder strap: slave.

Seeing this word, Yan Jiadong's face immediately changed.

slave!What slave?slave girl!effort!Slave family?

What does this mean?

Yan Jiadong can be sure that this word never appeared on Nie Xiaolin's shoulder strap before.

In the past, in order to make up for Nie Xiaolin, he often contracted out the housework. Most of the clothes for the two of them were washed quickly by him, even the underwear was the same.

The style of this bra was washed by Yan Jiadong, and he clearly remembered that there was absolutely no such word on it.

And after Nie Xiaolin came back from the resort, there was a word on her shoulder strap, what does this mean!

Yan Jiadong didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that this word was written by a man.

Doesn't that mean that he has been greened.

This word is like a flame, once again detonating all kinds of doubts in Yan Jiadong's heart.

When I was making out with Nie Xiaolin, I was too excited at the beginning and didn't seem to care much. Now that I think about it, it seems that Nie Xiaolin seemed a little tired during the whole process of the two of them, almost passively bearing Yan Jiadong's entry into the palace.

How can this be?In the past, when two people were making out, Nie Xiaolin would take the initiative, otherwise she wouldn't be completely tired like today.

Could it be that Nie Xiaolin endured too much when she was in the resort, and got bored when she came back?Or is it still not recovered?

Thinking about it, when she wanted to make out just now, Nie Xiaolin seemed to refuse, and in the end she forced Bao to bed.

Why is this happening!Could it be that Nie Xiaolin really cheated!Was it really fucked by another man?

Thinking of this, Yan Jiadong felt as if his heart was strangled by someone, and the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

In the bathroom, the sound of dripping water is so harsh.

Is that woman inside still the one I have always loved deeply?Or is it the woman who has always loved her unchanging heart?

Yan Jiadong was like falling into an ice cellar, the weather was still hot but he felt an unstoppable chill.

His hand holding Nie Xiaolin's clothes trembled a little, then squeezed it hard and let it go again.

A pair of constantly flashing eyes were full of various looks, anger, wandering, hesitation, and regret.

Maybe Yan Jiadong himself didn't know what he was thinking.

He took a few deep breaths, tried to calm himself down, closed his red eyes, and put the corset aside again.

Yan Jiadong sat on the bed, looked directly in the direction of the bathroom, and waited for Nie Xiaolin to come out.

Not long after, the sound of water dripping in the bathroom stopped, and after waiting for a while, Nie Xiaolin came out with steaming mist.

The woman's face was flushed, and her flushed body after bathing looked even more alluring. If Ah Zi's scent from the bath had been before, it would have made Yan Jiadong throb again, but this man's heart was full of depression.

He looked up and down Nie Xiaolin's body calmly, and when he regained his composure, he found that there were no traces on this woman's body.

"Damn it, it makes me feel embarrassed when you look at me like that."

Nie Xiaolin blushed slightly, looked at Yan Jiadong shyly, then walked quickly to the bed and pulled the quilt to wrap herself.

"How many people did you go to the resort this time?"

Yan Jiadong asked indifferently, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

"What's the matter? Honey, why is your face so ugly all of a sudden?"

Nie Xiaolin asked curiously, at the same time she found her own underwear and planned to put it on.

"answer my question."

Yan Jiadong's tone increased.

Just now he saw the bruises on Nie Xiaolin's knees that hadn't dissipated, and a little bruises on her back.

Even if he wanted this woman, he wouldn't treat her so roughly. What do these traces mean now?

The more Yan Jiadong thought about it, the colder he became.