Forced into a flash marriage, the cold-faced CEO asks for kisses every day

Opening the door with bare feet, and just about to walk back to the guest bedroom, Jiang Yun glanced at something that seemed to be placed at the bathroom door. Looking down and taking a closer look under the dim light, it turned out to be the pair of women's slippers she had worn in the guest bedroom before.

His eyes moved to the bedside, and he saw the man sitting on the bedside with his head lowered, looking like a pitiful big dog who had done something wrong. The quilt she had been brought with her had been neatly spread out beside him, right next to his.

Oh, my attitude is not bad.

The physical problem was solved, and the guy admitted his mistake obediently and walked down the stairs. Although Jiang Yun was still unhappy, she didn't want to dwell on it anymore.

What's the point of arguing in the middle of the night? There is a way to settle accounts face to face during the day.

She stretched out her feet and put on her slippers, ignoring Lin Jianyang's pitiful look when he raised his head, deliberately avoiding his side, walking straight to the far end of the bed, taking off her shoes and getting under the covers.

It was only less than four o'clock in the morning. No matter if he was in good health or not, and no matter if he would rest honestly next time, she wanted to sleep anyway!

After closing your eyes and keeping your ears open, there was no movement around you. Jiang Yun snorted in her heart and simply turned sideways with her pillow on her head. Her body completely relaxed and she fell asleep again not long after.

It was nearly half past eight when she woke up again. Jiang Yun opened her eyes and looked at the darkness around her and reacted for a while before remembering that she slept in Lin Jianyang's bedroom.

She glanced at her side subconsciously, and sure enough, he had already gotten up.

I have never seen this man get up later than her. He won't get up early to work outside, right? hehe.

Jiang Yun stretched herself, not bothering to look for him outside. When she got up, she went directly back to the guest bedroom to wash up. She remembered that her prenatal check-up appointment today was at nine o'clock. Although the hospital was very close to here, she was a little pressed for time. Punctuality is a virtue and she doesn't like to make others wait.

After hurriedly brushing her teeth and washing her face, she put on yesterday's clothes and walked out. Jiang Yun smelled the aroma of food in her nose.

Following the aroma, he walked to the restaurant. Lin Jianyang was sitting at the dining table, looking at his mobile phone seriously with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. The food plate in front of him was empty, but there were two hearty breakfast plates on the seat next to him.

A piece of oily eggs Benedict with a few small potatoes roasted until golden brown, a small green leaf salad with a few pieces of golden roasted garlic sliced ​​bread, plus a glass of milk sprinkled with some minced osmanthus. It looks like you can't help but move your fingers.

Jiang Yun sat on the dining chair and looked at him with one eyebrow raised. Based on the novels and TV series she had read in the past, Lin Jianyang wasn't going to tell her that he had unlocked his talent for cooking this time, right? Why did his years of studying abroad allow him to learn some cooking? If he didn't learn it on his own, he would go hungry. This time, let her try out his skills or something?

Then when she tasted it, she was astonished, filled with emotions, suddenly fell in love, and her eyes instantly turned into loving ones...

Lin Jianyang put down the phone, picked up the milk cup and placed it in front of her. His face, which was as cold as a glacier just now, was instantly filled with a touch of gentle spring, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mrs. Lin, please."

Jiang Yun cleared her throat uncomfortably and looked at the food in front of her, "Did you make these?"

right? Are you going to start the routine next?

"The food was delivered to her, how about the taste?" Lin Jianyang reached out and handed the fork to her again, his breath was clean and his voice was full of laughter.

The routine image like the interface of an old movie suddenly fell into pieces with a "click". This, this, you didn’t play according to the routine?

Jiang Yun looked at his big hand with slender fingers and clear veins, and took the fork numbly, "Thank you. Can you make it yourself?"

Lin Jianyang answered readily, "No."

OK. Since we have asked this, we might as well ask to the end and finish the routine in advance.

"You have been studying abroad for so many years, but you haven't learned how to cook?"

"I don't have time. You can eat anywhere, there's no need to learn it by yourself."

Oh, very good, very good, indeed. Rich people are like this. They work all the time and make money. If they spend more time doing something else, won’t they make less money by one minute? Yes, that's the truth, and it fits President Lin's personality very well.

"By the way, my prenatal check-up appointment has been rescheduled to 9:30, so don't worry."

Jiang Yun retracted her hands that she had just prepared to feast on, and looked at the man next to her with wide eyes, looking at the watch on his wrist in a leisurely manner.

He ordered breakfast in advance, handed her the tableware, and even thoughtfully changed the prenatal check-up appointment according to her wake-up time. Isn't Mr. Lin a bit overly attentive?

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

"Sleep is priceless." Lin Jianyang said these four words with a serious face.

I've only heard that love is more expensive, so how can sleep be priceless? Invent your own famous saying. Jiang Yun was speechless.

Is he making up for his mistake last night? Now he's showing off like crazy and talking sweetly. She really couldn't resist Lin Jianyang, who lowered her body and her cold face became so bright and sunny.

"Have you recovered?" Well, as a matter of courtesy, she should also pay attention to his health.

"back to normal."

"Then what were you doing just now?"

"...Watching the stock market. No job."

Watching the stock market is not the same as working, okay. I have a good attitude and I know the answer this time.

Jiang Yun tugged at the corner of her mouth soullessly. No longer looking at him, she began to eat.

After drinking the last sip of osmanthus milk, Jiang Yun touched her belly with satisfaction.

Lin Jianyang's bony right hand took a white paper towel and gently wiped her chin, which was stained with a little creamy yellow sauce. He supported his chin with his other hand, and the light in his eyes seemed to make people unconsciously indulge in it at any time, "Mrs. Lin, can you forgive me?"

Although she was relieved, she still felt uncomfortable bringing up the topic. It was like a thorn pricking her finger. She felt nothing if she didn't move. She could feel slight discomfort if she moved even slightly.

Jiang Yun turned her head away from him, staring down at the plate in front of her which was already half full.

She knew that she shouldn't ask the president of a multinational group to give up part of his job, but she just hoped that he could devote a little more time and attention to his own health. If he works so tirelessly after the baby is born in the future, how can he keep up with the previous agreements?

Without getting any affirmative or negative answer from her, Lin Jianyang put the tissue on the table casually, then reached out and gently touched one of her white cheeks. His magnetic voice became serious at this time, "I promise, I will not be in good health in the future." Suspend work when appropriate.”

Jiang Yun raised her eyes, her eyes full of doubts, obviously not believing his so-called guarantee. A world-renowned workaholic promising her an occasional break from work?

Lin Jianyang's slender fingers rubbed her cheek affectionately back and forth, but the words that came out of his mouth were pitiful, "Teacher Jiang, can I write a self-criticism?"