The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

The bright lights in the box fell on Yan Jingyang's side face, and the deep contours became tougher.

"Are you sure you saw Tang Su?" He asked Zhou Ziran.

"I saw it. Can I still admit the wrong person? She looks like that...attractive, no one can admit her wrong." Zhou Ziran poured himself another glass of wine, with a natural tone. Did not notice that Zheng Jiebin on the opposite side winked at him desperately.

Yan Jingyang pursed his thin lips, he took out his cell phone and directly dialed Tang Su's number.

Zhou naturally looked at him unclearly.

On the other side of the phone, it took a long time to get connected.

"Yan Jingyang?" Tang Su's soft and soft voice rang in his ears, but accompanied by noisy human voices, Yan Jingyang frowned subconsciously.

"Tang Su, where are you?" Yan Jingyang disregarded Zhou Ziran's startled eyes, his low voice was a bit displeased.

"I'm outside, celebrating a friend's birthday, what's the matter?" The voice of the girl in the noise was gentle and somewhat disapproving, Yan Jingyang's brows tightened.

"You didn't tell me that you were outside."

Over there, Zhou Ziran was stunned. This... Yan Jingyang is calling Tang Su? He heard it right, what's the matter with Yan Jingyang's complaining tone?

"I don't need to wake you up and report whereabouts. You didn't tell me where you went." Tang Su said in a light tone.

Yan Jingyang suffocated, "I am having a party with my friends, where are you? I will come to you later."

"Tang Su, the cake is here, can you come over and cut it with me?" On the other end of the phone, a man's mellow voice came clearly, directly making Yan Jingyang black.

"Okay, Senior Jiang." Tang Su responded with a smile, "You don't use it to find me, I have something to do, hang up first."

"Tang Su..."

Before Yan Jingyang had finished speaking, the girl over there hung up.

The man’s voice on the other end of the phone just now was the little boy who sent junk food to Tang Su before?

Thinking of this, Yan Jingyang's fingertips holding the phone gradually tightened, and his knuckles turned white.

Zhou Ziran saw that Yan Jingyang's entire face was dark, and he stunned and said, "What's wrong? Tang Su hung up your phone?"

Zheng Jiebin simply hugged his female partner and drank, completely indifferent to this second stupid son, and even asked if he knew it, he deserved to be single all the time.

Yan Jingyang's dark eyes glanced at him, without a snort, his tall body suddenly stood up and strode out.

"Hey, where is Jing Yang going?" Zhou Ziran asked Xie Feinan dumbfounded.

"How do I know?" Xie Feinan shrugged. He felt that since Yan Jingyang came back from the accident, the whole person has become more and more invisible. The most surprising thing is his attitude towards Tang Su.

In the other box, the atmosphere was not the same as this dull, and everyone was booing.

The waiter came in with a big cake, full of candles.

"Would you like to cut it with me?" Jiang Baiyan looked at Tang Su who was standing next to him with scorching eyes. As soon as he asked what he said, everyone was upset again.

On the other side, Qiao Wanwan also acted as a **** assist, "Susu, you also cut the cake."

"Together, together, together..." everyone yelled in unison.

In the extinguished candle light, Tang Suxue's white face was as white as jade against the warm yellow light, and a few strands of hair hanging on the side of his face became more and more soft and moving. She waved her hand to Jiang Baiyan, and refused to export with a little embarrassment: "Senior Jiang, I won't do anything, I'll wait to eat."

Ji Jinjiang hurriedly agreed, "Are you embarrassed to let the school girl do it? Bai Yan, make a wish and divide the cake, I'm starving to death."

"Yes, yes, yes, divide the cake." Everyone took over Ji Jinjiang's words and eased the atmosphere.

"Okay, give you a big one."

Jiang Baiyan turned his head to Tang Su and smiled connivingly. It seems that he still needs to work hard.

The taste of the cake is very good. Tang Su likes to eat all the fruits on the top, and then start to eat the cake below.

At this time, Qiao Wanwan came over with another piece of cake. She took a bite, and then leaned to Tang Su, and said in a small voice: "Susu, Senior Jiang is taking pictures there, did you take a group photo in the past?" After meeting the girls of Jiang Baiyan, she bit her little fork and continued: "They begged Senior Jiang to take the photo. Don't get me wrong, Susu."

"Misunderstanding?" Tang Su sipped the cake, and the white creamy cream melted on the tip of his tongue, sweet.

"Wanwan, I don't like Senior Jiang." Tang Su said directly to Qiao Wanwan.

"what."

Qiao Wanwan flushed embarrassedly, "Susu, do you see it?" She could see that she secretly helped Senior Jiang to pursue her.

"Su Su, why don't you like Senior Jiang?" The two of them sat in the corner, and Qiao Wanwan suppressed her voice to the lowest level, so that no one else could hear it.

"This can't be explained." Tang Su himself didn't know how to answer Qiao Wanwan, "I just treat him as a senior."

"Okay, I see. Susu, don't worry, I won't do assists anymore." Qiao Wanwan suddenly thought of something, "Then why do you like Yan Jingyang?"

The thin white fingers holding the small fork tightened slightly, and Tang Su whispered back: "Perhaps, he looks good?"

Qiao Wanwan: "..."

She looked at Tang Su in astonishment, and she really didn't expect her to be so straightforward and honest, "He looks... really good-looking." That handsome face that makes people unable to move his eyes is really irresistible.

Therefore, Su Su is also a **** person.

The box was very lively. Tang Su sat aside obediently because he couldn't play dice, watching Qiao Wanwan and Ji Jinjiang play.

Qiao Wanwan's technical level is not high, that is, she knows a little bit. She is being abused by others and punished for drinking a lot of drinks.

"Wanwan, I want to go to the bathroom. Don't lose anymore. I'm full just drinking drinks." Tang Su couldn't laugh or cry. She also drank three full glasses of juice for her, and even ate some of her gluttonous snacks. No more.

"Do you need me to accompany you?" There is a bathroom in the box, but it has been occupied since just now.

Tang Su saw that she was able to play and refused with a smile, "No, I can do it myself, you can continue to play."

Even if the boys take into account the girls, they are far away when they smoke, but the space in the box is so large, the air will inevitably be contaminated with a lot of smoke. Tang Su walked out from the inside, breathing in the fresh air outside, but unexpectedly, oncoming him was a tall man.

Tang Su looked surprised, and watched Yan Jingyang walk over.

"Why are you here..." The man grabbed her wrist before she finished her words.

"Where are you taking me?"

Tang Su wanted to break away, but was taken by Yan Jingyang to the escape passage stairs at the end of the corridor. A door was separated, and the low-yielding music was completely isolated outside the door, and only the dimly lit stairs seemed unusually quiet.

"What are you taking me here for? My friend is still waiting." Tang Su looked at him displeased.

Yan Jingyang took her hand, pulled the person to her side, and asked in a low voice, "What friend? That little boy named Jiang?"

"What little boy, he is my senior." Tang Su broke away from his big hand, and the skin on his wrist was burned by his palm, making it very uncomfortable.

"What are you doing here with him?" Yan Jingyang's dark eyes stared at her.

The skirt she was wearing today was sleeveless, and the arms on both sides were as white as jade lotus roots, rubbing against his black shirt, there was an indescribable irritability and sultry in his heart.

"Senior's birthday, we come over to celebrate him." Tang Su said in a light tone.

"You didn't tell me." The girl was wearing a light brown dress, smart and pure, and didn't match this place at all. Yan Jingyang said disapprovingly: "These places are not very good, you shouldn't come."

Does she even know where this is? On the surface it is singing and entertainment, and there are so many dirty activities in the dark. She has grown so eye-catching. What if one of the eyes collides with her?

"You can come, why can't I come?" Tang Su was displeased.

"I am worried about your safety. Girls are in danger here. You must know that many men are uneasy." Yan Jingyang stretched out his hand and took her into his arms and whispered, "Especially the little boy surnamed Jiang, you are Don't have any sense of safety?"

Hearing this, the fire in Tang Su's heart immediately rushed upwards, "Don't hold me."

"Whoever is in danger, you are the most dangerous. Don't hug me. You're disgusting." Tang Su remembered the picture of Yan Jingyang and Song Xinyan that Qiao Wanwan showed her today, thinking that he was holding her as if he was holding her. Song Xinyan's hand still hugged Song Xinyan's waist, and she felt sick.

In her arms, the girl struggled, her face was full of disgust with him, and she said that he was sick, and Yan Jingyang's cold face instantly sank.

He is sick?

Who is not disgusting? That little boy named Jiang?

Thinking of this, the full of sourness suddenly got into his heart, between the bones, and he was so uncomfortable that he clasped the person tightly in his chest, the masseter muscles on both sides trembled, "I suffer from the nausea."

This man... why is this man so bad!

Tang was so angry that he wanted to scratch him.

"You let me go!" Her voice became cold.

Yan Jingyang's arms tightened again, "Don't let go!" Let go of her to find the little boy? Don't even think about it!

Tang Su was so angry that his eyes were red, "Let go of me!"

Yan Jingyang heard a trembling sound in the girl's voice, he hurriedly looked down at her, a pair of apricot eyes were soaked with tears, the water was full, and the eye sockets were red, like a shallow rouge.

Fuck!

At a glance, Yan Jingyang's heart trembled.

"Don't cry." Yan Jingyang instantly panicked his hands and feet, coaxing people softly, seeing the tears that were about to overflow from the corner of Tang Su's eyes, his low voice became a little more hoarse, "Do you really like that little boy? Like me? I'm good too."

In the afternoon, she was still obediently hugged by him and kissed him, with a smile in her eyes, even more beautiful than the white crescent moon. Now, I even disliked him, so disgusted that I would cry.

The jaw was tight, and her mouth was softly coaxing her, and she was going crazy with discomfort.

Tang Su has never seen a shameless like him, "No!" She gritted her teeth.

Yan Jingyang's eyes darkened.

"Why are you so shameless, you are with Song Xinyan, and you want me to like you?" Tang Su hated him, "Let go of me! Don't hold me, you are sick."

"What?" Yan Jingyang looked at him for a moment, "What is with whom?"

"Song Xinyan." Tang Su turned her head and didn't want to look at him, "Who doesn't know the news about you and your girlfriend? Don't try to hide it from me. I'm not a fool, let you lie."

Yan Jingyang remembered the name Song Xinyan, but he didn't know when the other party became his girlfriend. Suddenly, he thought of Qin Hao's previous scandals that he had reported.

"That's a rumor spread by others, and it's totally out of nothing." Yan Jingyang put his forehead against the girl, and looked directly at her, a little cheerful, "Don't be angry, OK? Qin Hao told me this before. I did not pay attention to the matter because I wanted to know if you would be jealous. Tang Su, are you jealous now?"

The angular contour of the man softened a bit, his **** thin lips were slightly hooked, with a slight smile, "You are jealous, I am very happy."

Tang Su lowered his eyes without looking at him, "You lied! There are pictures of you and Song Xinyan together on the Internet."

She took out her mobile phone and quickly found his news on the hot search. The photo was still on it, "See it for yourself."

Yan Jingyang couldn't be more familiar with himself. Looking at the figure in the photo that looked a bit like him from a distance, he frowned and said directly: "This is not me."

"He is not as tall as I am, his waist is not as straight as I am, and his temperament is not as noble as mine." Yan Jingyang said disgustingly.

Tang Su was almost grinning.

"Moreover, how could I dress up like this with no taste in the clothes and shoes that this man wears?" Yan Jingyang only glanced at the photo before vomiting a bunch of disgusting words.

His clothes on weekdays are specially made to order. Regardless of Yan Jingyang’s cold and cold face, he is actually very sullen. The neckline must be buttoned to the top, rigorous and abstinent. The suit must be the most slim and the straight line is the most perfect .

The dress of the man in the photo is indeed completely different from him.

"I only like you, how can I be with other women? I just wanted you to be jealous before, and I wanted you to treat me very rarely, Tang Su, don't you be angry, okay?" After that, he was still shameless. Use your own face to stick to Tang's tender face.

The man's low voice, clear magnetic and pleasant, softly coaxed in his ears.

Tang Su gritted his teeth, turned his face slightly, and bit down on his handsome face.

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