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

Jiang Yan tightened his hand on her waist, then leaned down without any warning, his thin lips touched hers, biting her gently as if to vent his dissatisfaction, and then quickly let go.

Then he continued to linger on this piece of softness, hotness and sadness.

Slowly, her body seemed to be possessed, unable to move.

After a long time, the young doctor let her go. His amber pupils were dark, and he spoke, his voice low and dry.

"In this case, do you still need to explain?"

An Ning was panting, unable to hear what he was saying, and her mind had not yet reacted to the kiss just now.

He added: "Aning, do you like me?

The little girl raised her face to look at him, her pupils suddenly dilated, a layer of pink slowly crept up on her fair face, and a trace of shame penetrated her heart.

Like it?

I must like it, otherwise why would I kiss you? An Ning cursed in his heart.

But why did her name sound so good when it came out of his mouth?

"I like it, I like it..."

The little girl's voice was very soft, but Jiang Yan could just hear it.

Jiang Yan's brows and eyes were filled with joy, his beautiful eyes stared at her without blinking, wrapped in tenderness and sweetness, he curved the corners of his lips: "You like me, and I like you too. I think our relationship can work. Go further.”

I like you too, these words were directly imprinted in her mind.

It wasn't until his hand rubbed her head that Aning came back to her senses and heard his warm and soft voice: "Actually, my genes are good. There is nothing wrong with having a child with me."

???

Aning raised his head suddenly and looked into his smiling eyes with a horrified expression.

What gene? What child?

"You...seriously."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, wondering why this little girl was so cute, and she did whatever he said.

"Am I joking?"

He said it so seriously that her heart beat faster for a moment.

No joke……

Is that what she meant?

Probably because An Ning was thinking too much, his facial expression kept changing.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but pinch An Ning's face. The delicate and soft touch in his hands made him unable to put it down.

"stupid."

"!!!"

Aning hit his chest softly with her fist, and said in a coquettish tone, "You are stupid."

Jiang Yan clenched the small fist on his chest, and his hand was just big enough to wrap it completely.

"Yes, I'm stupid."

"Now do you want to explain to aunt and others that I'm not pregnant?"

The young doctor was too lazy to curl his lips, and his cold brows were filled with softness, "No."

Aning wanted to take back her clenched hand, but the man's strength was too great. She angrily twisted her free hand to his waist: "Jiang Yan!"

There was a pain in his waist, and the young man hissed, and he strengthened his arms to hold her in his arms. His lips were close to her pink ears: "Sure enough, the name still sounds nice."

Aning's face "fluttered" like a cooked potato, as if a cluster of fireworks rose from the bottom of his heart, sparks were running around, and his breathing was rapid, and his nose was filled with the fragrant cedar fragrance of his body.

He glanced at the man's exposed collarbone, which was delicate and beautiful.

She buried her face in the man's neck, pressed her warm lips lightly against his skin, bit it in retaliation, and broke away from his embrace while he wasn't paying attention.

Looking at his "masterpiece", Aning raised his eyebrows, smiled slyly, and slipped out of the kitchen.

Jiang Yan was left laughing dumbly on the spot. He raised his hand and gently rubbed the "trace" left by her, with a faint smile in his amber pupils.

Well, naughty.

When Jiang's mother saw Aning coming out of the kitchen, she waved to her. Not long after she sat down, Jiang Yan also walked out of the kitchen.

Jiang's mother had just found out that the so-called pregnancy was a fiction, and she had been feeling lost for a long time. But fortunately, the blooming of her son's ten thousand-year-old iron tree was real, which directly made up for the regret in her heart.

Now that you have a daughter-in-law, will you still have grandchildren?

No one mentioned the pregnancy. When Jiang's mother was about to talk to Aning again, Jiang's father reminded her that he was not going to cook for the children himself. Only then did she remember the promise she had made before.

Taking Jiang's father with him, he headed into the kitchen, not forgetting to ask Jiang Yan to stay with Aning and not just sit around reading books in the study all day long.

An Ning pursed his lips and snickered. He opened his mouth without making a sound and said to Jiang Yan, "Did you hear that? Stay with me."

Jiang Yan stood up from the sofa opposite, strode his long legs, and came to her side casually. His slender body leaned forward slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "How do you want me to accompany you?"

Aning didn't expect him to say that. His body reacted faster than his brain, and he subconsciously leaned back on the sofa.

The man's amber pupils were slightly dark, and his thin lips were slightly raised in an upward arc.

Jiang's mother prepared a sumptuous dinner. Jiang Yan seemed to like serving food to Aning, which made her almost full. When bidding farewell to Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, Aning stood at the door and watched them look cute and cute. Jiang's mother felt that It was so soft that I almost didn’t want to leave.

It was Father Jiang who coaxed and deceived her into taking her away, otherwise she might have wanted to stay with Aning all night long.