Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

In addition to the desk used by Jiang Yan, there was a leather sofa in the study room. After asking for two books from Jiang Yan, she sat cross-legged on the sofa and carefully read the books Jiang Yan selected for her.

The two of them just looked at the books in hand quietly.

She was reading a mystery novel with a tight plot and ups and downs. She was soon attracted by the plot in the book, and gradually changed from sitting cross-legged at the beginning to lying on the sofa.

The night was hazy, and there seemed to be a thin layer of mist floating in the rainy air, making the night as misty as a gauze.

The study was very quiet, with no other sounds except the sound of books being turned over, giving it a sense of tranquility and distance.

I don't know whether it was the medicine that had taken effect, or the feeling of comfort that drove Aning. His eyes were now distracted when he was originally concentrating on reading. He looked at the words on the written page, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. , and after a while she fell asleep on the book.

After reading the last chapter, Jiang Yan took off his glasses, pressed his sour eyes, and subconsciously glanced at the sofa where Aning was, and then noticed that the little girl had fallen asleep at some point.

He pushed the chair away and walked slowly to her, leaned down and tucked the hair that was scattered on her cheeks behind her ears, feeling soft in his heart.

Half of the little girl's cheek is pressed against the book. Her thick black eyelashes gently cover her eyes like butterfly wings, leaving a faint shadow under her eyes. There is a halo on the tip of her pretty nose, and her red lips are slightly pursed. They were all extremely peaceful.

Jiang Yan gently picked her up from the sofa, his eyes touching the little girl in his arms, his tenderness was as tender as water, sincere and warm.

After carrying the person back to the room, he held the quilt for her.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping person. His beautiful white fingertips gently traced her facial features and finally stopped on her face to rub it repeatedly, whispering in a low voice: "Good night, my, Aning." "

After the door was closed, a few seconds passed, and Aning suddenly opened his eyes. Before his consciousness had completely returned, he buried his head in the quilt and rubbed himself, his heart pounding.

The words "My Aning" still seem to be echoing in my ears.

He said, my Aning.

In fact, she woke up just now when she was picked up by Jiang Yan, but luckily she wasn't asleep, otherwise she wouldn't have heard his words "My Aning".

Suppressing her little heart that was beating wildly, Aning thought that she would definitely not be able to sleep again tonight.

And she owes all of this to Jiang Yan.

Fortunately, she had a rest tomorrow, so she let herself go and didn't fall asleep until after three in the morning. When she got up, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

She subconsciously turned on her phone and saw that the messages on WeChat were all from Jiang Yan. She was confused when she slept in the morning and her phone kept ringing. She thought it was a dream.

While eating porridge, Aning stared at the message from the young doctor on the screen of his mobile phone, feeling sweet in his heart.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that Dr. Jiang has the potential to be a housekeeper.

After reading the last one, he pressed the voice button, and his voice was soft and soft, with a lingering tone: "I know, Doctor Jiang."

Here Jiang Yan is talking to the dean about the fact that a SCI he published before was noticed by a foreign medical research center, and they want to invite him to do an experimental study together.

The dean hopes Jiang Yan will go, after all, this opportunity is rare.

In the past, Jiang Yan would have chosen to go without hesitation, but now that there were some changes, he had to think carefully before making a decision.

The dean was persuading him earnestly from the side. Seeing Jiang Yan staring at the phone and opening his mouth, the next words suddenly couldn't come out for some reason.

"I know, Doctor Jiang."

A soft, even coquettish female voice suddenly came from Jiang Yan's cell phone.

He calmly turned down the volume, put the phone to his ear and listened again. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips.

The dean raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but think of the rumors he heard a few days ago. Dr. Jiang was living with his girlfriend, and he heard that he got her pregnant. At that time, he didn't believe it. But now that he sees this situation, he believes it.

He asked tentatively: "Girlfriend?"

Jiang Yan took back the phone, his eyebrows stretched, and he seemed to be filled with infinite joy: "Yes."

Seeing his expression of love, the dean couldn't help but think of the rumors he heard a few days ago.

Dr. Jiang's girlfriend is pregnant.

The dean looked shocked, so this is true! ?

Lao Jiang's son usually looks like a gentleman, but he didn't expect that he would do such a thing. He is so unhuman!

Wait, he seemed to understand why Jiang Yan said he wanted to think about it. Could it be that he couldn't let go of his little girlfriend?

In the dean's meaningful eyes, Jiang Yan left the dean's office. Almost at the moment he closed the door, the dean took out the mobile phone in his pocket and called Lao Jiang and his wife. He had to send their son Inform the two of them about the "good deeds" they did.

"Hey, Lao Jiang..."