In the quiet night, a somewhat depressing low voice came from a BMW.
I don't know how long it took before I returned to peace.
"Zhou Yan, don't continue."
Under the air-conditioned blanket, Jiang Lianyi bit her thin lips and looked at Zhou Yan pleadingly.
"Weren't you very proactive just now?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"Stop...stop talking." Jiang Lianyi blushed so hard that she almost bled.
How did she know it would hurt so much, even though...
"Okay, put on your clothes and let's go home." Zhou Yan nodded, knowing that President Jiang might not be able to bear it again.
After all, I had gone through this over and over again several times, and it was still my first time, so I couldn’t go too far.
"Go...back home?" Jiang Lianyi was stunned.
"Everything is done, where can we go if we don't go home?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"Which home should you go to?" Jiang Lianyi looked at Zhou Yan and suddenly felt panicked for some reason.
"You are my woman, which home do you think you can go to?" Zhou Yan hugged Jiang Lianyi into his arms again.
"week..."
"You still call me Zhou Yan?" Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows.
"Husband." Jiang Lianyi said with a blushing face.
"Well, let me put some clothes on for you."
...
Jiang Lianyi drove all the way, the blush on her face not diminishing, and her legs were covered with an air-conditioning blanket. One part of the air-conditioning blanket was extremely red, like a bright red rose petal.
Jiang Lianyi didn't say a word to Zhou Yan the whole time, and Zhou Yan was looking at the bright lights outside the car window casually.
The night was beautiful, but Zhou Yan was not very peaceful.
After all, he put Lian Yi to sleep.
The taste that penetrates the bones, even if it comes again, will be unforgettable.
In the last life, he and President Jiang made a mistake while drunk, and the gun went off. In this life, both of them are still very sober.
Although President Jiang took the initiative, he also backed down at the critical moment. Zhou Yan knew that at that time, he could have braked in time, but he did not.
Perhaps President Jiang was too tempting, preventing Zhou Yan from making the wisest decision at the critical moment.
But when it comes to that, Zhou Yan is indeed not man enough if he doesn't do something.
The only person Zhou Yan felt sorry for was Miss Shen.
After all, as her boyfriend, he is actually dating another woman...
It's a bit troublesome.
If you are not careful, it will be a Shura field.
Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone and opened the QQ chat interface with Shen Li. The message was still at 1:23 pm.
He told Shen Li that he was very busy today, but this silly girl really didn't bother him.
Zhou Yan felt a little more guilty and sent a message.
[Mr. Zhou]: What is Writer Shen doing?
The screen jumped, and Zhou Yan saw Shen Li immediately replying with a message.
[Miss Shen]: Ayan, are you done? Surprise.jpg
Zhou Yan was startled.
[Mr. Zhou]: Not yet. Xiaolier, go to bed early. Your boyfriend will stay with you tomorrow.
[Miss Shen]: Yeah, so are you, Ayan. Girls compare their hearts.jpg
Zhou Yan put down his phone and exhaled.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Lianyi was driving the car and suddenly asked softly.
"Do you regret it?" Zhou Yan did not answer, but asked directly.
"There is nothing to regret." Jiang Lianyi smiled and shook his head.
After all, he took the initiative, so it’s no wonder Zhou Yan didn’t hold back in the end.
"I have some regrets," Zhou Yan said.
Jiang Lianyi's delicate body trembled slightly, she didn't know why Zhou Yan said that.
"I regret hurting you too early." Zhou Yan said with a smile.
Jiang Lianyi felt warm in her heart and rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan: "It will happen sooner or later."
The car soon drove into a famous garden on the edge of the Gan River, where Jiang Lianyi bought a river-view house.
After parking the car into the basement, Zhou Yan and Jiang Lianyi also walked out of the car.
President Jiang walked unnaturally and limped, but she still hugged the neatly folded air-conditioning blanket.
The basement is very quiet, and now there are only two people, Zhou Yan and President Jiang.
Zhou Yan walked to Jiang Lianyi with his computer and saw that she was still holding the red air-conditioning blanket. He smiled slightly and said, "Why are you holding this thing?"
"What do you know?" Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan.
"Well, I don't understand." Zhou Yan smiled and patted President Jiang's buttocks.
Jiang Lianyi snorted and looked at Zhou Yan with embarrassment: "Don't move."
"We are already an old married couple, why are you still shy?" Zhou Yan curled his lips.
"Who's old and married to you?" Jiang Lianyi's face turned even crimson and she walked forward, not intending to pay attention to this little bastard Zhou Yan.
"Yeah." Jiang Lianyi walked unsteadily, and suddenly sprained her foot and was about to fall to the ground.
"Why are you so careless?" Zhou Yan quickly came over to help him.
"It's not you!" Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan. Some bastard kept praising his beautiful feet, but he was not at all restless when doing it.
"Well, be careful when you walk later."
Jiang Lianyi looked at Zhou Yan steadily: "Husband."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan was stunned.
"Carry me." Jiang Lianyi pursed her lips and said softly.
"Carrying you... so far away from the elevator, you want my life?" Zhou Yan pointed to the elevator in the distance, which was dozens of meters away.
President Jiang stared at Zhou Yan and asked angrily: "Do you remember it?"
"Carry it, I'll carry it." Zhou Yan handed over the computer bag, "Hold it to me."
"Okay." President Jiang took it with a smile, his eyes a little more cunning.
"Come up."
Zhou Yan bent down.
"Yes." Jiang Lianyi lay down directly and hooked Zhou Yan's neck with both hands.
Zhou Yan lifted President Jiang up and complained: "It's quite heavy."
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Lianyi said angrily, "I'm very light, okay."
"Yeah."
President Jiang was only a twenty-six-year-old young girl at this time, so Zhou Yan could only accommodate herself.
Having just finished a strenuous exercise, and now having to carry President Jiang on his back, Zhou Yan figured he would have to take good care of his waist later on.
But at this moment, Zhou Yan felt something wet and soft touch his face.
"I'll reward you with one." Jiang Lianyi's shy voice came from behind.
My little heart.
Zhou Yan took a deep breath, and he suddenly gained more strength.
It would be great if the air-conditioning blanket between himself and Ripples was removed. I think he would be more motivated.
Zhou Yan quickly carried President Jiang to the elevator and then put Jiang Lianli down.
Zhou Yan complained, "My old waist."
"Who...who told you to torment me like this before?" Jiang Lianyi glanced at Zhou Yan, her beautiful eyes filled with deep affection.
"I'll continue to torment you later." Zhou Yan smiled viciously.
"You... how dare you!" Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan, "Believe it or not, I won't let you enter my house?"
"Is Xiaoyi scared?" Zhou Yan chuckled.
"Who's afraid? I won't be so stupid as to lead a wolf into the house." President Jiang turned away and said with a red face.
"Then shall I leave?" Zhou Yan pretended to leave.
Jiang Lianli looked at Zhou Yan playfully but made no move.
She didn't believe that this little bastard would really leave.
"Give me my computer bag." Zhou Yan grabbed the computer bag from Jiang Lianyi's hand, turned around and left.
Seeing Zhou Yan walking further and further away, Jiang Lianyi panicked and said angrily: "Come back!"
Zhou Yan didn't look back, just stopped.
Seeing that Zhou Yan was still indifferent, Jiang Lianyi was really afraid that Zhou Yan would leave just like that, so she shouted anxiously:
"Husband, come back, I'll let you go to hell."
