The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

It was made by the Jiang family's own private shoemaker and is not sold on the market.

He nudged Assistant Chen with his elbow and motioned him to look.

When Special Assistant Chen saw the pair of shoes, he looked terrified.

Can't the two of them go somewhere else for their date?

He took it back and immediately said, "There's nothing to see here, let's go have some coffee!"

"No, you're leaving just after you arrived." The executive frowned.

Mr. He smiled and said, "They are all dating people. Let's not make things worse here. Let's go."

"Let's go, let's go and have some coffee." Everyone left.

***

When stopped.

An Ran's cheeks flushed, the corners of her eyes were also tinged with red, and her eyes were misty.

I was on the Bund just now, how come I’m back in bed in the hotel!

"I'll go take a shower first." An Ran wrapped herself in her nightgown, got down with weak legs, and walked awkwardly to the bathroom.

The clock said two.

Fortunately, he restrained himself a little tonight.

Anran took off her nightgown and turned on the shower to rinse her body.

The bathroom door was opened gently, and Anran was completely unaware.

Jiang Huaian took off his nightgown, hugged An Ran and rubbed her neck, whispering, "Let's take a shower together."

An Ran was startled and her pupils trembled.

He stammered, "You...you go to the bathroom next door."

"There is a global water shortage. Please save some water." The man said in a hoarse voice.

In the bathroom, Anran leaned against the wall, the sound of water covering up her heavy breathing.

I praised him for being more restrained...

An Ran was tortured to the point of wanting to cry!

damn thing!

Global water shortage! Her fingers wrinkled!

After coming out of the bathroom, An Ran didn't even have the strength to blow dry her hair, so Jiang Huainian stood behind her and blow dried her hair.

An Ran leaned against him, drowsy.

The hair dryer blew through An Ran's long and smooth black hair, passing over her fair face and neck, which was extremely tempting. Jiang Huaian reacted again.

Seeing her drowsy self in the mirror, I felt distressed. I quickly dried her hair and carried her to another bedroom.

I was on a business trip for a few days and slept in every bedroom in the presidential suite. It was worth it.

Jiang Huai tucked the quilt into her gently and got up to clean up the battlefield.

The next day, when packing her luggage, Anran found yesterday's underwear hanging in the laundry room.

She was a little confused and asked, "Has the cleaning staff come in the past few days?"

"No, I was afraid you would be shy, so I didn't let the cleaning staff come in to clean." Jiang Huainian said as he packed his luggage.

An Ran was stunned. Was she sleepwalking?

"My clothes...I washed them?"

Jiang Huaian stood up and walked to her side, gently pinching her cheek, "What are you thinking about? You sleep like a pig."

An Ran raised her eyes and glared at him, her face flushed, "It's all because of you!"

Jiang Huaian looked apologetic and said, "I'm sorry for tiring you out. I'll be more restrained next time."

An Ran snorted, saying one thing and thinking another!

Jiang Huai Nian said: "I washed your underwear."

An Ran took a deep breath and seriously suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. She confirmed: "Did you wash it?"

"Well, I said I washed it for you, and I will wash it for you from now on."

Anran was a little surprised and shy, but she was more touched and happy.

She looked at Jiang Huai Nian with eyes full of happiness: "Thank you."

Jiang Huai gently rubbed her hair, his eyes full of pampering, and said softly: "This is what you should do as your boyfriend."

***

After returning to Shenzhen, An Ran collapsed on the sofa as soon as she entered the house, her whole body aching. She was clearly there to attend the bell-ringing ceremony, but it felt like she was participating in a marathon and she felt completely exhausted.

"Is it time to change rooms?" Jiang Huainian half-knelt in front of her and said softly.

"Ah?" An Ran blinked slowly, as if she didn't understand.

"Move to the master bedroom." Jiang Huainian's voice became even gentler, as if he was coaxing a child.

An Ran sat up suddenly and shook her head gently.

"Then I'll move to your room." Jiang Huainian raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his lips.

An Ran pouted and looked at him quietly for a few seconds. Jiang Huainian looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal. She could not avoid living with him and sleeping with him.

I thought about how the pink bedding and decorations in my bedroom didn’t match this damn man.

She said helplessly: "Move to your bedroom."

Jiang Huainian pulled the person over, kissed him, and said happily: "I'll help you pack your things."

"Together." An Ran got up from the sofa.

Most of her clothes and belongings were in her rental house, so she didn't bring much with her and packed them up quickly.

Watching Jiang Huainian hanging his clothes one by one in the cloakroom, I felt an indescribable emotion in my heart.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening and Anran began to feel sleepy.

She rubbed her eyes and said softly, "I'm going to take a shower. I'm so sleepy." "I'm going to take a shower. I'm so sleepy."

Jiang Huai Nian said, "I want to take a shower too."

An Ran glanced at him and said, "Go to the next bedroom to take a shower! You are not allowed to come in."

She blushed slightly and said coquettishly, "Don't touch me tonight. I have to go to work tomorrow and I want to have a good sleep."

Jiang Huaian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, I promise you."

After taking a shower, Jiang Huainian lay on the bed with An Ran in his arms.

An Ran carefully observed the bedroom for the first time and found "Biography" hanging on the wall.

She asked softly, "Is the handprint on this painting yours?"

Jiang Huainian took a look and replied, "Yes, when my father was painting when I was a child, I mischievously left my mark on it. I am not interested in painting and rarely enter my father's studio. This is the only painting with my mark on it."

An Ran was a little surprised, "No wonder it's not for sale."

She looked up at Jiang Huai Nian and said, "Auntie actually gave me such a precious painting. I am really flattered."

Jiang Huai Nian kissed her forehead and chuckled, "How shocked was I when I found out she gave you this painting?"

An Ran blinked, somewhat curious.

"At that time, she already regarded you as her daughter-in-law." Jiang Huainian whispered in her ear.

The heat surrounded her ears, and Anran felt so itchy that she couldn't help but hide away.

"My father planned to hang this painting in his grandson's room as a family heirloom." Jiang Huainian stared into her eyes and said softly.

An Ran was stunned, her mouth slightly open.

Jiang Huaian leaned over, lifted her chin and kissed her.

After the kiss, Jiang Huai Nian felt hot.

An Ran glanced at his lower body, her face slightly hot, "You Teddy! Hold it back."

Jiang Huaian was both amused and confused, "I really don't know how to hold it back."

"That's all I can think about."

Jiang Huainian raised his eyebrows and whispered in her ear: "Someone seems to be enjoying it too..."

"Ahhhhh!" An Ran screamed with a red face and covered his mouth. She couldn't hide the look in her eyes that wanted to kill him with a knife.

Jiang Huaian smiled and gently pulled her hand away, "I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed first."