Difficult to raise a wealthy daughter-in-law

Song Xixian was like a frightened horse, knowing what Han Jiangye was doing, he immediately pushed him away, "Han Jiangye."

"I've wanted to do this for a long time tonight." Han Jiangye blocked her in the corner, his eyes were hot and wild, "Song Xixian, do you know how uncomfortable I'm holding back tonight?"

Song Xixian pursed his lips, turned his face away, "I think it's better for us to keep a little distance—"

Before she finished speaking, she was blocked by Han Jiangye's mouth. Reason told her that she should avoid him, but gradually getting familiar with his smell and his embrace, she subconsciously didn't want to hide.

Her non-resistance made Han Jiangye very satisfied. He gently hugged her into his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder, feeling extremely satisfied. The faint scent of her body made him emotional.

"Xixian, shall we open a room?" Han Jiangye whispered in her ear, "It's not far from here."

"No no no no no." Song Xixian immediately shook his head, is this a fatal rhythm, "No, absolutely not."

"Just take a break. I think you're quite tired. You'll have the strength to draw after a little sleep." Han Jiangye was not annoyed when she saw her immediately reject her, and continued to coax her.

Song Xixian twitched the corners of his mouth, and if he really treated her like a three-year-old child, she would not be so easily fooled, "I won't go, if you are tired, you can go by yourself."

"I'm not tired. I'm thinking of you. You can see that you have dark circles under your eyes. Take a break. You sleep while I watch TV." Han Jiangye raised his hand and swore, "I will never do anything out of line."

It’s a ghost to believe him, “You really think too much, I’m going to paint, if I can’t hand in the manuscript, I have to pay liquidated damages, okay?” Song Xixian immediately knelt down and escaped from his arms, “Can you leave? Go, take me back to the company quickly."

"Leave in such a hurry." Han Jiangye pulled her back into his arms again, "Stay a little longer."

"Don't stay, let's go." Song Xixian insisted, "Let's go."

Framed by his broad embrace, Song Xixian couldn't move, "Han Jiangye, that's enough, don't push yourself too hard."

"There's a hotel not far from here." Han Jiangye continued without hesitation.

"Would you like to go, or if you don't, I'll call someone." Song Xixian took out the phone directly, "Let's go."

Big eyes stared at Han Jiangye, slightly pursed lips, cute and cute, Han Jiangye couldn't help scratching her nose, "How can you be so cute."

"Cute wool, let's go." Song Xixian was about to cry when his cell phone rang, "Hey, Brother Kai, oh, look at my brain, I haven't left yet, I'll come get it right away."

As soon as Han Jiangye heard about Akai, he became angry, "What's the matter?"

"The clothes fell there." Song Xixian immediately went to get the clothes.

Han Jiangye rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Your memory is not bad, why didn't you lose your people." He glanced at his watch, "I asked someone to bring my car here, I'll go take a look."

It's good to be rich, and you can order people to drive the car, "Go and drive, I'll take it later and wait for you here."

Just as Song Xixian was about to enter the store, he saw A Kai coming out with clothes. When he saw Song Xixian, he immediately put the clothes on her body, "It's dawn, keep warm, you are not in good health, what if you catch a cold?"

"Thank you Brother Kai." Song Xixian actually wanted to say a lot to Akai, and he didn't want to delay Akai, but Akai really guessed what she said, and he could block her words anywhere.

Song Xixian was about to leave when Akai took her hand unexpectedly, kissed her on the face, and even blushed when it was over.

Song Xixian's heart trembled, and he was in a daze, wondering what Akai had done to her just now.

Song Xixian took his clothes and went to wait for Han Jiangye blankly. When the car arrived, he got into the car immediately, still in a daze.

"Hey, what does that expression mean?" Han Jiangye looked sideways at her.

"It's okay." Song Xixian shook his head immediately.

Han Jiangye's cell phone rang, but Han Jiangye didn't answer it. Song Xixian glanced over, the caller ID was Liang Ruolin, and he didn't know whether to say, "You have a call, don't you want to answer it?"

"Don't worry about it." Han Jiangye directly turned off the music, but not long after, the phone rang again.

"If you're in a hurry, don't send me. I'll go back to Yanhua by myself." Song Xixian immediately asked Han Jiangye to stop.

Han Jiangye threw the phone into the drawer of the car, "I told you not to worry about it."

"Who wants to care?" Song Xixian muttered, whether it has anything to do with her or not, she is still thankless.

The air pressure in the car suddenly dropped, Song Xixian stared at the scenery passing by outside the car, his thoughts wandered, and he didn't know that he was elsewhere.

The phone kept vibrating relentlessly, stopped for a while, then stopped for a few seconds, the other party seemed unwilling to give up, and kept calling the phone, as if there was something urgent and he had to find the person involved.

The person concerned was driving the car intently, keeping his eyes on the front, and never spoke again.

After passing a shoe store, Teresa Teng's song was playing in the store, Song Xixian couldn't help humming, breaking the dull and cold scene in the car.

"There's a hotel up ahead."

"Oh, then I'll get off there, you go to rest." Song Xixian said directly.

"Alright then." Han Jiangye replied softly.

I don't know why, but Song Xixian felt a little uncomfortable after receiving such an answer, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

The Buckingham Palace Hotel, the place where they met again after many years, still remembers her treacherous eyebrows by the pool, and the nervousness and anxiety when she saw Han Jiangye. Now that I think about it, I really miss it.

"I'm going to swim, do you want to go?" Han Jiangye turned his head, as if he turned his head to look at Song Xixian for the first time this way.

"No, you go, I have to go back to draw." Song Xixian had already opened the door, "Then I'll go first."

After getting out of the car, Song Xixian walked towards the road, and within a short distance, he heard a voice, "Han Jiangye, I have been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come so late, do you know that many people are waiting for you?"

Song Xixian forced herself not to look back, she knew that the person was Liang Ruolin, it seemed that they had an appointment long ago, maybe he tried to resist, but finally came over after all.

Song Xixian, Song Xixian, you really shouldn't have any expectations. With such a relationship, you know exactly what the outcome will be. How can you, who are so rational and realistic, get deeper and deeper into the trap.

Song Xixian waited for the waiting car, but found that no one came, so he could only walk in the direction of Yanhua resentfully.

"Xixian." After finally arriving at Yanhua, Song Xixian unexpectedly saw Akai at the gate of Yanhua.

"Brother Kai, why are you here?" Song Xixian had an indescribable feeling in his heart, the feeling that someone was waiting for him, it was so good.

A Kai followed Song Xixian to the office, "I didn't agree, I want to accompany you to draw and help you."

"I can do it by myself, it's fine." Song Xixian thought of Han Jiangye, that guy who doesn't talk too much, his reputation value is seriously declining now, and it will drop to zero soon.

"As I said, I will come naturally. This is also the best time for me to show my courteousness." Akai didn't shy away from it, as if he had already blatantly wanted to chase Song Xixian.

Song Xixian replied with an expression that he couldn't stand him, and opened the door of the office. The office has become Song Xixian's private studio, with paints, paint boxes, and many painting utensils piled up everywhere. Han Jiangye even bought them for convenience. There is a pool for her to wash her brushes with.

"Do you need to wash your brushes? I'll wash them." Akai saw the dirty brushes and immediately cleaned them up and went to wash them. "Hurry up and draw, don't stay up late, everyone is going back to bed for beauty sleep." , look at you, you are going to be a yellow-faced woman."

Song Xixian nodded, immediately picked up the brush and started to draw.

Seeing that she was serious about painting, Akai didn't want to disturb her, so he took out a pen and paper and began to write the lyrics, thinking about the appearance of Song Xixian's elegant sleeves in his mind, and pondering over the lyrics.

At the end, seeing Song Xixian blowing something with the hair dryer, Akai stood up curiously, "Are you ready?"

When I walked to the drawing board and looked at it, my face was pale and there was nothing, "Is this all right?"

"Of course not." Song Xixian felt that the paint was almost dry, and immediately went to the cabinet to take out the cosmetics, "Although I don't use these cosmetics, but I have a good understanding of them. If it's about Yanhua's cosmetics exam or something, I'm sure It's time to take the first exam."

Song Xixian picked up the cosmetics, "Look at these cosmetics, pigments, textures, and fragrances. I have studied them a little bit. I will carefully select the person's personality and what suits them. It's really not easy."

"Xixian, why do you always come up with some good ideas?" Seeing that Song Xixian is usually fooling around, but he can always think of things that others can't think of, "It's great."

"Haha, no more." Song Xixian felt a little overwhelmed by the loss, "Oh, I'm going to feel embarrassed when you say that."

"Then hurry up and draw. My lyrics are ready too. After you finish drawing, let's take a look at the lyrics."

"Okay, I'll be fast. Although I don't know how to paint myself, I'm still very good at painting these people." Song Xixian was still very confident.

Han Jiangye had been sending Liang Ruolin's father away, and now he was about to leave. Seeing that he was depressed the whole time, Liang Ruolin knew that he was a little unhappy, "If you want to leave, you can go, but next time, I hope my father calls When you are here, don't be late."

Han Jiangye didn't say anything, just got into the car, and the car roared away.

Liang Ruolin narrowed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, turned and entered the hotel.

Han Jiangye arrived at Yanhua as quickly as possible. Seeing the bright lights in Song Xixian's painting office, he was glad that she hadn't left yet, but he heard other people's voices.

"How about we being together?" It was Akai's voice.

Han Jiangye's forward steps stopped instantly, and he stood quietly where he was.

"it is good."