Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

At twelve o'clock in the night, Jiang Yun quietly turned into the hotel where Shang Yan was staying again.

The hotel has been reinforced since the last time, but that little change is not worth mentioning to her.

Jiang Yun wandered around the room, but did not find Shang Yan.

"Not here?" She even looked in the bathroom, a little confused: "Didn't it mean that he always lives in hotels?"

After waiting in the living room for a while, Jiang Yun was about to leave.

There was movement outside the door.

The moment Jiang Yun turned her head, the door opened.

Shang Yan appeared by the door in a dark suit, and the hostility around him had not yet dissipated.

Along with the air in the corridor, there was also a faint smell of blood, as well as a sharp and cold look on his body.

The moment the door opened, he raised his eyes to look in, and the expression in his eyes paused for a moment when he saw the person in the living room.

Jiang Yun was used to Shang Yan's cheap and scheming appearance at any time, and it was the first time he saw him hide his murderous ruthlessness hidden under Leng Jun's skin.

At this moment, he was like an emissary who had just stepped up from purgatory, and just a single unconscious look in his eyes made people's blood freeze.

His demeanor at this moment, as Jiang Yun who often wanders in gray areas, is all too familiar.

Probably because he had just experienced a fierce battle, and his muscles were still tense.

Seeing Jiang Yun appearing in his room, Shang Yan paused for a moment, then stepped in.

Closing the door ruthlessly blocked Xu Feng who was following up, he took off his suit jacket slowly, and then said, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Yun ignored the coldness on his body and said honestly, "Come here and thank you."

"Thank you?" Shang Yan felt very interesting when he heard this.

Sitting down opposite her, he took a look at her, and immediately withdrew his thoughts: "Empty hands?"

Jiang Yun gave him a blank look, and asked back bluntly: "President of the dignified Shang family, what is missing?"

Shang Yan didn't speak, just sat forward, put one hand on his knee, raised the other hand and beckoned to her: "Come here."

Jiang Yun was unmoved.

Shang Yan raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Is that how you thank me?"

Jiang Yun reluctantly walked over and frowned, "Can you stop calling me like calling a dog?"

Shang Yan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled and made a dog training pose towards her: "Hey, squat down."

This fucking is treating her like a dog!

The stubborn girl couldn't bear this grievance, her blood surged up, she turned around and left.

Hastily stretching out his hand to grab the little girl's hand, Shang Yan laughed and cursed: "This dog has a temper, and he even said he's not a puppy."

After saying this, before the girl flung her sleeves away, he added an appropriate sentence: "Will you treat the wound?"

Jiang Yun didn't turn her head back: "How can a dog bandage a wound?"

Shang Yan was amused by her.

Dumbfounding: "Seriously."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun finally turned around.

Glancing at his arm, he frowned subconsciously: "Are you injured?"

"Small injury." Smiled indifferently. Seeing that she had stopped running, Shang Yan let go of her hand and began to unbutton her shirt.

Jiang Yun's earlobes were reddish, and she turned her head silently.

But Shang Yan laughed: "Now you know how to be shy?"

At the beginning, I looked at him from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, but I didn't see her eyes flinching.

Taking off his shirt to reveal his masculine upper body that has been exercised all year round, Shang Yan handed his injured hand to Jiang Yun.

The smell of blood came out, and Jiang Yun looked down, and saw that the man's forearm with distinct muscles was tied up randomly with a piece of gauze, and the whole piece of cloth had been soaked in blood at this moment.

She glanced at it and only asked, "Where's the medical kit?"

Shang Yan pointed out a location for her, and she went over to bring it over, and skillfully cleaned and bandaged him.

The whole process is proficient and easy, but it can be done in ten minutes.

The wound was not deep, it should have been injured by a sharp weapon, and he obviously avoided the fatal blow.

Although the blood looked scary, it was fairly simple to deal with. After three stitches, the problem was not serious.

When going out on missions at the border, the conditions are limited, and no matter how deep or large the wound is, it can only be dealt with simply.

If you can't die, you will.

After bandaging, Shang Yan looked at the clean white gauze and nodded with satisfaction.

"Not curious how I got hurt?"

Jiang Yun glanced at him, opened her mouth, and finally opened her mouth without a word:

"It's not uncommon for you to be beaten for such a poor mouth."

Shang Yan: "..."

Jiang Yun stood up, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, came out, left a sentence of "neither owes each other" and turned to leave.

Xu Feng, who was waiting outside, saw Jiang Yun who appeared out of thin air again, and his jaw dropped in shock.

Entering the room step by step, Xu Feng pointed at Jiang Yun's leaving back: "Mr. Shang, that's Miss Jiang?"

Shang Yan had already changed into his nightgown, and while pouring wine into the glass, he said in a deep voice, "Or is it Young Master Jiang?"

Xu Feng was embarrassed, but he said without confidence: "Didn't I have someone reinforce the back?"

Shang Yan was not surprised, and was even a little proud: "With her identity, it's not surprising that you can't stop her."

Xu Feng smiled awkwardly, being despised by his own president.

……

Jiang Yun said she was going to resign, but Jiang Yun didn't agree to it in the end.

But what Jiang Yun has decided, she will leave resolutely without his consent.

She didn't go to the company after that day.

Lying at home for two days, a phone call disrupted her quiet life.

"Boss, I heard you resigned?"

Jiang Yun rolled her eyes: "I have something to say."

Shang Yi didn't dare to talk nonsense: "I booked a private room, come out to play at night?"

Jiang Yun originally wanted to refuse, but when she thought that staying at home would be boring, she finally agreed.

Shang Yi received the order, and Ma Liu arranged to go.

After lunch at noon, Jiang Yun accompanied Mr. Jiang to fish in the backyard.

The grandfather and grandson sat in a row, but the fishhook did not move for a long time.

Jiang Yun couldn't help complaining: "Grandpa, can your bait work?"

It has been two hours, and the fish in it are swimming around but not taking the bait.

Hearing this, Mr. Jiang glanced at her indescribably: "Who says fishing has to be caught?"

Jiang Yun: "??"

play it.

The housekeeper at the side couldn't stand it anymore, coughed dryly, and explained: "The fish in this fish pond are usually fed very well by Admiral Jiang."

"Usually don't take the bait."

To put it bluntly, the old man just put it here to pass the time.

Jiang Yun, who has been fishing earnestly for two hours: "..."

She really tied q.