Chapter 118: +119

At the moment when it was close, Yan Nian thought of something important and pushed him away suddenly.
"What's wrong with you? Huh?"
"..."
Yannian bit her lower lip and looked at Jiang Beiyuan with sympathy.
"Why don't we talk about it another day?"
She is a good wife, she still has to consider her husband's feelings!
Jiang Beiyuan was stunned.
Then smiled.
"You let your husband drink sheep whip soup for so many days."
"Or forget it, don't try to—"
...
As night fell, the moon and stars outside the window were scarce.
Yannian was awakened by hunger.
The stomach gurgled several times.
Opening her eyes, she found that she was leaning in a warm embrace, her head resting on the powerful arm of the man Kong Wu.
She had only had two men from beginning to end, one who couldn't see his face clearly, and the other now.
There is always an illusion that these two people are the same person. When I think about it, I can't laugh or cry. How could this be possible? Before the blind date, she really didn't know Jiang Beiyuan.
Coco, she is really hungry now.
He kept arching into Jiang Beiyuan's arms.
Finally, he just woke up the sleeping man.
"what happened?"
The man's voice when he first awakens has the purest hoarseness, like polished sand.
Yan Nian showed a round head from his arms, "It's eight o'clock in the evening now."
"Ok……"
"I am starving."
She didn't eat at noon, okay.
To retaliate against him, she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't get angry, and indulged in the little willful actions of words and thoughts, raised his hand and touched the hair on her forehead, "I'll do it for you if I want to eat."
"Ah? Don't we go out to eat?"
"It takes too long to eat out."
The words were taken aback.
What is too long?
"Jiang Beiyuan, I want to eat, I'm really hungry!!!"
"Hmm... hold on for a while, I'll do it for you later."
Jiang Beiyuan rubbed Yannian's shoulder, slid down and rubbed her arm, her wrist, and touched the bracelet.
The crystal has excellent texture, is polished intact without casting, there is no trace of impurities, and it feels good to the touch.
"Like this?"
Yan Nian said twice, "Zhang Fan said you carved it yourself, so I like it very much."
Jiang Beiyuan: "..."
Zhang Fan, this kid.
In fact, he didn't sculpt it by himself, so he went to the top designer of Jiang's family, talked to him about the shape and style he wanted, and then let the other party take responsibility.
But Zhang Fan's work, he wrote down.
"I will give you something better in the future, you will be good."
He kissed her the forehead. This feeling was unusually unreal. He was afraid that after waking up, he would find that it was a dream. There was no her in his arms, so he needed to kiss her harder to prove that this was really not a dream.
Yannian pretended to be angry, "What do you mean, I won't give it away if I'm not good?"
Jiang Beiyuan laughed.
That little girl with teeth and claws came back little by little.
He is happy to see her brutality, her vividness and brilliance.
"Okay, I'm going to cook for you, and you will lie down on the bed."
After speaking, I got out of bed.
He was wearing clothes, his figure was radiantly long, and his proportions were perfect. He was a work of art carved by God.
The male character is the head, the Yan character is all over the city, and it is this servant.
Just as it is now, the moonlight fell on the ground, as if he was crowned, his clothes were so slow but expensive, like a noble noble.
Yan Nian covered her face with one hand, revealing only a pair of watery eyes. She didn't have such a durian before, maybe she was infected by Ding Baoyi's stuff.
Jiang Beiyuan half-rolled the sleeves of his shirt, his eyes sideways, facing Yannian's nympho-like eyes, which were filled with bright light.
He twitched his lips and smiled.
"Mrs. Jiang, don't be anxious, let's continue when you finish eating."
Saying: "..."
...
Yan Nian slept directly until the next day, three poles.
The so-called dark sky is nothing but so.
When he woke up, Jiang Beiyuan had disappeared, and the other side of the bed was empty. The breath that belonged to him in the air had faded a lot, and he seemed to have left long ago.
There is one of his hair on the pillow, short black hair.
She clings to it, rubs it in her palm, and refuses to let it go for a long time.
A very magical feeling.
I feel that the relationship between the two people is much closer in an instant.
However, she is because she likes him.
Where is Jiang Beiyuan?
Do you like her purely?
Now she doesn’t want to think about his ex-girlfriend’s problems, she only knows that this feeling at the moment—
Great!
Great!
A note remained on the head of the bed.
Above is the vigorous handwriting of Jiangbei Yuanlong Feifengwu, the pen is extremely stable, and the arc closes slightly uninhibited.
"Call the front desk if you are hungry, and someone will bring you food."
Yannian held the note and kept smirking.
I remember that after the end of last night, she lay on his body to breathe, breathing calmly.
She asked Jiang Beiyuan if it represented her honeymoon.
Jiang Beiyuan said no.
"I'm here to do business this time. For my honeymoon, I don't need to bring anything, just take you."