addicted to kissing

Jiang Hanyang was immediately softened by Song Ningyan's soft voice when he heard it, aroused a wave of anger, and fell into a tangle in his heart. He wanted to go back to country A to embrace the fragrant and soft beauty, but there was always a voice in his heart asking him to visit Gu Wang...

"Xiaoyan, Zhang Ma is at home and asked Zhang Ma to take you to the hospital. I have to go and see Gu Wang. If he has something to do, I, the boss, have to go and see him..." Jiang Hanyang hardened his heart, leaning his head on the seat and thinking Soothe the urge beneath you.

"I don't! Hanyang, if you don't come back today, you don't love me anymore~ Woooo~ You definitely don't love me anymore~ Then what's the point of me being alive~" Song Ningyan began to stand up, and suddenly the other side of the phone There was a crackling sound, and the sound of glass falling to the ground.

Jiang Hanyang became anxious immediately, he straightened up quickly and comforted him, "Baby~ Xiaoyan~ You don't get angry, I'll go back right away~"

Although Jiang Hanyang didn't like other people threatening him, but at that time he felt that there was a person who could die for himself to such an extent, his heart was throbbing, a warm current that had never been felt flowed from the bottom of his heart, and on second thought Thinking that Gu Wang is just one of his subordinates, he has an ordinary personal doctor by his side, and he doesn't need to go see him personally...

At that time, he felt that Song Ningyan would not get tired of it now, and those who were finally coaxed could not be easily let go...

"Secretary Lin, go and see Gu Wang for me. I'll come back after I say hello. I'll go back to country a first. You can go and say hello. When Gu Wang wakes up, you can go back to country a." Jiang Hanyang ordered.

"President, are you sure you don't want to see Dr. Gu? Some people say it's gone." Lin Yuanyi turned his head and said seriously.

Jiang Hanyang's eyes sank when he heard the words, and he glared at Lin Yuanyi, "Shut your crow's mouth! He will be fine! I believe him!"

In fact, when Lin Yuanyi's words came out of his mouth, Jiang Hanyang shook his head for a while, but then he thought about Gu Wang's fate so hard that he wouldn't die...he wouldn't die...

Jiang Hanyang kept giving psychological hints, but when he returned to country A, he still had hidden worries in his heart. He was always absent-minded when looking at the beauty in front of him. Song Ningyan was very angry about this and ran from the dining table to the sofa to sulk alone. Jiang Hanyang wanted to wait for Jiang Hanyang to take the initiative to coax him, but Jiang Hanyang sat at the dining table mechanically eating as if someone had taken his soul, and he didn't notice Song Ningyan's departure at all.

Song Ningyan was so angry that he pushed the fruit cups on the table to the ground. Even though there was a loud noise, Jiang Hanyang just looked up at Song Ningyan, and then turned his gaze back to the dining table.

"Xiaoyan, don't make trouble!" Jiang Hanyang said without looking up.His tone was angry.

Where Song Ningyan couldn't see, Jiang Hanyang's eyes were gloomy. His bottom line was repeatedly provoked by Song Ningyan. When he returned to Tianlan Villa, he found that Song Ningyan's hand was not cut at all. There was already a trace of sullenness in his eyes. .

Song Ningyan heard the anger from his words and then fell silent.

The more Jiang Hanyang thought about it, the more annoyed he became. The key was that Lin Yuanyi didn't give him any news, and he couldn't let go of his airs and ask if Gu Wang was out of danger. Finally, he couldn't hold back and walked towards the door. Seeing this, Song Ningyan stepped forward and walked from behind Hug Jiang Hanyang's waist.

"Hanyang, don't go~ You just came here~ You can't go~" Song Ningyan rubbed her face against Jiang Hanyang's back, Jiang Hanyang was a little moved by the warmth.

Song Ningyan put her little hand on Jiang Hanyang's lower body, and stroked it gently. Jiang Hanyang began to pant heavily. The hand that was about to tear Song Ningyan away stopped, and his eyes were clouded with desire.