Awakened consciousness, was held in the arms of the villain and cried

When Jiang Yiting went out, Bo Yuyan looked at his wife holding a black card in her hand, with tears in her eyes, looking at him pitifully, as if she was about to cry.

Bo Yuyan closed his eyes and laughed, and coaxed her softly, "Why does our little rich woman look like she's about to cry?"

"Bo Yuyan." Jiang Yizhi shouted his name with a choked voice, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was cute as hell, but the next sentence made the man dumbfounded, "I'm so rich."

"Our baby Zhizhi is a little rich woman." Bo Yuyan laughed, tapped his fingertips carelessly on the table, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Will the little rich woman spend money for her husband?"

Jiang Yizhi hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head, and looked at Bo Yuyan vigilantly, "You can lie to my people, or to my body, but you can't lie to my money."

Bo Yuyan pretended to be disappointed and sighed, "After all, I paid with all my heart."

"There is no wrong payment." Jiang Yizhi blinked innocently, and said the most seductive words in the sweetest voice.

Jiang Yizhi also found it strange that the two of them were often tired of being together, talked a lot intimately, talked a lot about each other, and said a lot about flirting with each other.

It just seems far from enough, as if as long as we are together, there are countless things I want to do with each other, and there are countless things I want to do with each other.

For example, at this moment, she is secretly seducing the man who is staying alone in the vacant room.

She can guess the man's reaction, and she can also guess that he wants to hug her. She knows everything but still finds it interesting.

Sure enough, the man's eyes changed, and he suddenly chuckled, "Baby, you will still be lying in my arms tomorrow."

This is a blatant threat.

But at the moment Jiang Yizhi is fearless, she frowned and looked at Bo Yuyan suspiciously, "You must not have domestic violence tendencies."

The man was noncommittal, raised his eyebrows, "The kind of domestic violence that will make babies cry."

"Hehe" Jiang Yizhi sneered, "Tomorrow's headlines will be: Shocked, the wife of the CEO of Zhiyan Group escaped marriage in public. Is the truth behind it a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality."

There was an undisguised joy on the man's face, "It just so happened that I carefully built a golden cage for baby Zhizhi, so that baby can live comfortably."

"You'd better be." Jiang Yizhi gave him a white look.

About Mr. Bo always threatening her with his words, but in fact he wished to spoil her like a princess.

Bo Yuyan also curled his lower lip and felt that this trick was useless. From the very beginning, he put all his sincerity and love in front of her without reservation.

Jiang Yizhi yawned, opened his mouth again and again, physiological tears slid down his cheeks, and looked soft and cute.

Bo Yuyan couldn't help but smile, "Go to sleep, baby."

Jiang Yizhi was lying on the bed, but the man still had no intention of hanging up the phone. After Jiang Yizhi closed his eyes, he began to recite poems with his unique low magnetic voice.

It wasn't until the sound of even breathing came from over there that the man stopped reciting the poem, looked at the camera, his lips curled up, and said softly, "Good night, my baby."

Almost genius, the stylist outside had already arrived at the door of Jiang's villa and waited early. Jiang's mother kept telling the stylist outside, emphasizing the same words over and over again.

Father Jiang looked at his wife, walked over and put his arms around her shoulders, and pulled her to sit on the sofa, "Wife, rest."

Everyone is already in place, except for the bride-to-be who is still fast asleep.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Jiang Yizhi had no intention of coming out, Jiang's mother was about to get up and go upstairs to knock on her room door, but she received a call from Bo Yuyan.

There was a faint smile in the voice of the usually alienated man, "Mom, let Zhizhi sleep more, and those unnecessary links have been saved."

Mother Jiang was stunned, and looked at Father Jiang with disapproval, and then heard the man on the other end of the phone continue to speak, "Marriage is for happiness, don't make Zhi Zhi tired."

Mother Jiang was silent, and it took a long time before she replied, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang's father shook his head in a funny way, "This son-in-law is quite fond of others, let Zhizhi sleep again, don't let the son-in-law feel bad."

The make-up artists in the room had no choice but to wait for the bride-to-be to wake up, and they all felt in their hearts how much Boss doted on his wife.

When Jiang Yizhi opened his eyes, he was sleepy and saw "8:54" displayed on the screen. He lost all sleepiness in an instant, and rushed downstairs in a hurry after washing.

Seeing a bunch of people sitting downstairs waiting for him, he went over with a little guilty conscience, and said in a low voice, "Mom, why don't you call me?"

No matter how old they are, people will almost unconsciously show the appearance of a child around their mother.

Mother Jiang patted her on the head, smiled helplessly, "A Yan called me and told me to let you sleep more."

"Okay, let's go get dressed and be the most beautiful bride today." Mother Jiang pushed Jiang Yizhi's body, and Jiang Yizhi stood up and followed the makeup artist to the dressing room.

When a very European and American female make-up artist put on makeup, the girl's flabbergasted skin made her sigh, "Ms. Bo's skin is so good."

Jiang Yizhi smiled and responded sweetly, "Thank you."

Probably because Jiang Yizhi didn't have the airs of a wealthy wife, the woman who helped her draw her eyebrows took the initiative to chat with her, "Mr. Bo and his wife have such a good relationship."

"I contacted us a long time ago and asked us to be on standby at any time." The woman raised her eyebrows. "When I heard this order for the first time, I was speechless. Anyway, we are also a professional international team. What kind of man is so arrogant."

Jiang Yizhi laughed, and he could almost guess the appearance of the man commanding others.

"But he's really right in saying something." The woman touched Jiang Yizhi's slack face, and squeezed it fondly, "He said, you will definitely not let me down."

Alin raised his eyebrows, people like them who have already achieved financial freedom, all they want is a muse that closes their eyes and inspires them.

Fortunately, the woman in front of me is really the best, so it's not a waste of time.

"No wonder that proud man is willing to bow down under the pomegranate skirt." Alin almost became more and more satisfied as he watched, wishing to take out what he had learned all his life to dress up the beauty in front of him.

It's just that the beauty is so beautiful, just a few strokes are enough to be thrilling.

After tossing about for about half an hour, Alin clapped his hands and looked at the beauty in front of him, his rippling eyes hid a faint smile, and his red lips glistened with a seductive smile.

Uncanny workmanship, the peerless appearance carefully crafted by Nu Wa is nothing more than that.

Alin became more and more satisfied as he watched, patted Jiang Yizhi on the shoulder, and joked, "The groom may not even be able to walk."

Jiang narrowed his eyes with a branch, covering up the shyness in his eyes.