"Stop!"
"Be gentle, be gentle!"
"Do you still dare to bully me in the future?"
"Ouch."
Outside the bedroom, Zhang Juan leaned against the wall and held his breath.
These two children won't do any bad things inside, Zhang Juan thought, his heart tightened, and he was about to open the door and go in.
But another thought came to Zhang Juan's mind. What if...she had a grandson? It seemed to be a good thing.
Zhang Juan thought about this, her eyebrows spread, and she yelled at the top of her lungs: "Pay attention to insurance."
The room suddenly became quiet, Zhang Juan smiled and left quietly.
....
In the bedroom
Jiang Lianyi grabbed the pillow with both hands, her white forearms half resting on the bed, and her soft and delicate body was pressed tightly against Zhou Yan.
She was very close to Zhou Yan, so close that a strand of hair could fall directly on Zhou Yan's face.
President Jiang and Zhou Yan looked at each other, feeling Zhou Yan's hot breath, and soon a red cloud flew over her beautiful face.
"Boss, you are a bit heavy." Zhou Yan said with a smile.
"Nonsense, I'm obviously very light." Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan blinked at Jiang Lianyi who was very close at hand, "Boss, can you please move away from me?"
President Jiang gouged out Zhou Yan and said, "If you think I'm too heavy, I'll hold you down for a while longer and I won't be able to breathe to death."
Zhou Yan smiled slightly and wrapped his hands around President Jiang's soft waist. Jiang Lianyi's delicate body trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything. She didn't know why, but she fell in love with Zhou Yan. The feeling on the rock.
"Your mother misunderstood me, what should I do?" Zhou Yan suddenly asked.
"It's a misunderstanding. At least she won't doubt you anymore." Jiang Lianyi looked particularly calm at this time.
Zhou Yan: "She asked us to be safer. We are a little unsafe now."
"Then get up."
Jiang Lianyi said proudly.
"How can I get up if you hold me down?" Zhou Yan was helpless.
It's also my fault that I'm so good at hiding. President Jiang can't hit him, so he just cheats.
Although it was indeed very comfortable to be pressed down by President Jiang, he really wasn't worried about being able to hold on.
"Who told you to bully me just now?"
Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan and said, "Lie down."
Zhou Yan watched Jiang Lianyi grab the pillow next to him, and his heart tightened, "What are you doing?"
The pillow enlarged before my eyes.
"Damn it, don't mess around..."
Zhou Yan suddenly came into close contact with the pillow, and he felt that his handsome face had been squeezed out of shape.
"Let you hit me, let you hit me."
Jiang Lianli sat directly on Zhou Yan's body and hit Zhou Yan's head with a small pillow.
"Holy shit."
Zhou Yan stared and grabbed Jiang Lianyi's little arm, preventing her from swinging the pillow down.
Being grabbed by Zhou Yan's arm, Jiang Lianyi said angrily: "Let me go."
"Boss, are you still messing around?" Zhou Yan said with a smile.
"No more random smashing." Jiang Lianyi promised.
"That's okay." Zhou Yan let go of Jiang Lianyi's little hand.
"I'll smash you little bastard to death." President Jiang couldn't help but smashed another pillow down.
"That's too much."
Zhou Yan stood up directly at this time, put his arms around Jiang Lianyi's delicate body, and then held her around.
In an instant, President Jiang changed positions with Zhou Yan, and now, she was being held down by Zhou Yan.
President Jiang's two long legs were moving wildly, and Zhou Yan clamped them directly.
"Let me go." Jiang Lianyi said with a blushing face.
"Are you still obedient?" Zhou Yan asked pretending to be angry.
It's strange. Although he is many years older than Zhou Yan, President Jiang is still a little nervous. When he heard Zhou Yan speak, President Jiang subconsciously said: "Be obedient."
"That's right. We are not boyfriend and girlfriend, so we can't play too crazy. Don't you think so, sister CEO?" Zhou Yan stood up with a smile.
"Um."
Jiang Lianyi nodded subconsciously, but soon she realized something was wrong. It was Zhou Yan who clearly took advantage of her, but now she was at fault.
President Jiang couldn't figure it out and could only glare at Zhou Yan again.
Jiang Lianyi straightened her somewhat messy clothes. She sat up and looked at Zhou Yan steadily.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
Jiang Lianyi was silent for a moment and then said, "Zhou Yan, is our current relationship a little impure?"
"What's so impure?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile, "Aren't we best friends?"
"But my best friend doesn't seem to be as crazy as we are." Jiang Lianyi looked away and said softly.
Zhou Yannuo teased: "Who makes my CEO sister so naughty? She can even throw a pillow on the bed."
Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan: "It's not you yet. Throw a pillow if you have nothing to do."
"So, CEO sister, are you having fun?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"I'm not happy, I'm even sweating." Jiang Lianyi said inconsistently.
happy? is a bit.
With Zhou Yan, Jiang Lianyi could feel more relaxed than ever before.
In the past, no one dared to throw pillows at each other and play pillow fights with me.
"If you're not happy, then I won't play anymore." Zhou Yan curled his lips.
Jiang Lianyi quickly said: "Don't."
"Didn't President Jiang say he was unhappy?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"It's... quite interesting." President Jiang said softly without looking at Zhou Yan.
Quite honest.
Zhou Yan smiled slightly and was about to speak.
The phone on the bedside vibrated.
Zhou Yan and Jiang Lianyi turned their heads together and looked at their phones.
"Sister President, your phone number." Zhou Yan pointed to the phone with a smile.
Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan: "You can't eavesdrop."
"Okay, okay." Zhou Yan lay on the bed again.
I was a little tired after playing a little wildly with President Jiang just now. I have to say that President Jiang's bed is very comfortable, especially because there is a faint fragrance lingering on it. That is the smell of President Jiang, but Zhou Yan Somewhat obsessed.
Jiang Lianli looked at Zhou Yan lying on the bed like a dead pig. She wanted to say something, but couldn't.
This seems to be her bed.
It's just that Zhou Yan was lying down just now, so it's meaningless to talk about it now.
Let him lie down for a while.
"Hello?" Jiang Lianyi walked to the balcony and answered the phone.
"Auntie, have you really found a boyfriend?" A voice like a silver bell came from the other end of the phone.
"It's warm."
Jiang Lianyi glanced at the phone number, but she didn't notice that the call was from her niece Nuannuan.
"Well, aunt, you haven't answered my question yet." Xia Nuannuan asked anxiously.
"Nuan Nuan, is there no one next to you?" Jiang Lianyi asked.
"I'm still in the dormitory and haven't come out yet. Your sister said she would pick me up later." Xia Nuannuan said with a smile.
"My sister, that's your mother." Jiang Lianyi said helplessly.
"Yes, yes, auntie, answer me quickly, is that cheap uncle a fake?" Xia Nuannuan asked curiously.
"Well, they were hired to deal with your grandparents."
Jiang Lianyi said directly that there was no need to hide Nuan Nuan. If she hid it, this girl would find out sooner or later with her inquisitive nature.
But... Jiang Lianyi looked at Zhou Yan, who was lying on the bed, and when he saw him looking over, Zhou Yan winked at him.
Jiang Lianyi pursed her lips and smiled. If it was true, it seemed pretty good.
"That's it." Xia Nuannuan was a little excited on the phone.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Lianyi was stunned.
"Well, it's okay, auntie. Dad asked me to go home for dinner later. I want to meet your fake boyfriend then." Xia Nuannuan smiled.
"Okay, then my aunt will be waiting for you at home, but don't reveal your secret."
"Hmm, the secret will never be revealed. By the way, auntie, where is he now? He won't enter your bedroom, right?" After Nuannuan promised, she suddenly asked.
"No, I'm playing chess with your grandpa." Jiang Lianyi said.
"Okay, aunt, wait for me at home."
"Um."
Jiang Lianyi hung up the phone.
Nuan Nuan wants to go home?
But, why is Nuan Nuan a little weird.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
