domestic violence man

Jiang Yan thought for a long time in the empty room before picking up his phone and responding again: "Actually...I reacted because he hit me...responsible."

In the dead of night, the unspeakable secrets seem to be confided to strangers. Jiang Yan typed a few lines and sent them: "He is very handsome... but he is too bad... always acting like an elder, pretending to be aggressive... and looking down on me, he Just wait and see, I must kill him."

Tan Tianzheng stared at the words sent by Jiang Yan, smiled muffledly, sent a good night emoji to Young Master Jiang, and turned off the phone.

Jiang Yan, on the other hand, clutched his phone tightly and stayed up all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Ran, who found that he had slept a little, got up and glanced at his phone. It was already past nine o'clock, so he quickly put on a clean shirt and pants and walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as he got out of the bedroom, he saw Yan Yang who was sleeping soundly on the sofa. He walked up and found that the ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts, and beside it was an empty cigarette case.

Yan Yang seemed to be troubled by something all the time, Luo Ran could tell that part of it came from himself, he stepped forward and was about to cover Yan Yang with a blanket when the other party woke up first.

"Are you up?" Yan Yang sat up, his voice hoarse: "There is a ready breakfast in the kitchen... Just heat it up..." He paused, then grabbed the coat beside him: "I should go."

"Wait." Luo Ran held his wrist: "I slept well last night."

He stared at Yan Yang: "I don't know what's going on... With you by my side, I can relax."

Yan Yang approached him and suddenly kissed his lips. Seeing that Luo Ran didn't resist, he kept going deeper, provoking the tip of his soft tongue, and slammed Luo Ran against the wall behind him.

Luo Ran forcibly suppressed his fear of masculinity, tried his best to cooperate with Yan Yang's touch and kiss, and even got a little sweet pleasure from it. He clung to Yan Yang's strong arm, panting in a low voice.

"I know, it's difficult for you to accept it completely now, but I will wait." Yan Yang stared at him with fiery eyes, and his strong chest heaved due to panting.

"Smoking less, it's not good for your health." Luo Ran blushed slightly, persuading him.

"Success, man, I will listen to you and quit in the future." Yan Yang showed a masculine and handsome smile.

"Change your clothes before going to the company." Luo Ran patted him on the shoulder: "This smell of cigarettes...is too strong."

"Success." Yan Yang grinned almost to the ears.

Luo Ran turned her head and went to the bedroom to get clothes suitable for Yan Yang, and shouted again: "Heat up the breakfast, eat it with me."

"to make."

No matter what he said, Yan Yang agreed, Luo Ran looked at his busy figure in the kitchen through the bedroom, and raised his lips rarely.

The atmosphere of the breakfast was quite pleasant and relaxed, Yan Yang chatted about himself and his younger sister Yan Tong, but he didn't mention his mother's illness.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Ai's teacher is your sister."

"I didn't expect it either."

"So that time...you were waiting for Yantong?"

Luo Ran was a little nervous, afraid that there would be other people around Yan Yang, he was surprised by his own thoughts... He hasn't felt this way for a long time, this kind of... nervousness cares about only one person.

Yan Yang was still devouring his meal, and moved quickly. Hearing Luo Ran's question, he responded vaguely: "Yes, we are waiting for her."

Hearing the exact answer, Luo Ran heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that the corner of Yan Yang's mouth was covered with bread crumbs, he reached out his hand very naturally, wiped off the bread crumbs, and licked his fingers.

Yan Yang was taken aback for a while, then put down his chopsticks, and said in a rough voice, "If you seduce me again, I really can't help it."

Only then did Luo Ran realize what he had just done, his face flushed, he could only lower his head and explain: "I treat you as a little love."

This excuse is too far-fetched, Yan Yang didn't believe it, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and muttered with a naughty smile: "Obviously I'm a personal wife, so I have to make myself so cold..."

"What did you say?" Luo Ran raised his eyes to look at him, still with that icy demeanor.

"No... I just want to ask..." Yan Yang racked his brains to change the subject: "I just want to ask why you write poems in the office...?"

Hearing him mention this, Luo Ran responded seriously: "Actually, when I was studying, I wanted to be like my mother, to be a university professor, to travel on weekdays when I had nothing to do, and then to read and write at home... to live a relaxed and leisure life …But…"

"But what?"

"But my father passed away early, and Luo's burden fell on me. No matter how many other thoughts I have, they can only be extravagant hopes and cannot be mentioned to anyone."

As Luo Ran spoke, he thought of Jiang Yan again. He hadn't mentioned this to Jiang Yan. Maybe the two of them didn't know each other from the beginning, so they ended up going their separate ways. Thinking about it like this, it's unavoidable to be sad.

"Maybe life is like this, you can't help yourself." Luo Ran shook her head and smiled.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Yan Yang quickly covered his hand: "You can tell me anything in the future."

Luo Ran was stunned for a moment, then shook his head again: "You...let's talk about it after learning that poem well."

"Tsk, how dare you look down on me..."

"I don't have one."

Yan Yang stared at him and continued to gorge, thinking about how to revive Fu Gang in the future.

After breakfast, Yan Yang and Luo Ran arrived at the company one after another. After Luo Ran finished the morning work as quickly as possible, he began to "squeeze" someone.

"Yan Yang, the emergency light on Mr. Luo's floor is broken, go up and fix it."

"Yan Yang, the fax machine in Mr. Luo's office is broken, you should go and have a look."

"Yan Yang, the computer in Mr. Luo's lounge can't be turned on, you should go there quickly."

……

"Where's Yan Yang? Call Yan Yang up, the fax machine wasn't set up just now, so hurry up."

Luo Ran was sitting on a swivel chair, holding a pen, and looked at secretary Yang Li expressionlessly.

Holding the folder, Yang Li was in a dilemma: "But... Mr. Luo, you have called Yan Yang fifteen times today, do you want someone else to come?"

Luo Ran glanced at her, and said two words in a neutral tone: "Quickly call."

His cold gaze like a knife pierced Yang Li's heart, and she nodded immediately: "I'll call right away."

"Hmm... is there anything else?"

"It's about the AI ​​project of Boshi Technology." Yang Li took out the document from his pocket and continued: "The technology product planning department of our company has been writing about this case for the past week, please read it."

It was only then that Luo Ran remembered that he was about to compete for the domestic general agent of Boshi Technology's AI project.

According to his understanding, several companies in City A are eyeing this project, but the Roche Group has been leading in the field of production and research and development in recent years, and it also has this strength, so this project is inevitable in Luo Ran's eyes. .

"Okay, I'll take a closer look, let it go."

"Okay Mr. Luo." Yang Li nodded, turned around and called Yan Yang.

At the end of the day, Yan Yang ran a total of ten times. Every time he went up, Luo Ran didn't let him repair things or check the equipment. He just talked about some irrelevant topics, and then asked him to go back and run to No.19 During the trip, Luo Ran finally let him stay.

The excuse was to have lunch together.