Report to Husband: Gao Leng's Wife Wants to Hug

Gradually, Fang Yayan calmed down, she stopped yelling, shed no more tears, and her frowning brows gradually relaxed.

As the moon sets and the sun sets, sunlight seeps through the gaps in the curtains, waking Fang Yayan awake.

She found that she was imprisoned by Jiang Yicheng and wrapped in his arms. This hugging posture obviously regarded her as a human-shaped pillow.

After breaking free a few times, not only did he not come out, but was hugged even tighter by Jiang Yicheng.

Fang Yayan gave up and continued to fall asleep, anyway, today is a rest day.

When I woke up, it was already noon.

She was alone in the room.

Fang Yayan stretched her waist, got out of bed to wash, and put on a moon-white knee-high dress, her hair fell down, elegant and natural.

As she went downstairs, the servants of the family hurried past and stopped in front of her:
"Madam, can you help me bring the coffee to the young master, I suddenly have a stomachache!"

"Okay." Fang Yayan boldly agreed, took the coffee, and walked towards the training room.

In the dimly lit room, Jiang Yicheng was wearing gloves, like a leopard ready to attack the sandbag.

Every movement looks powerful.

Jiang Yicheng was very involved in playing, and he didn't seem to notice Fang Yayan's presence, and Fang Yayan didn't bother him, but stood quietly aside.

Imagine if this punch or kick hit her in the face...

Hiss, she touched her face subconsciously, thinking that if she encountered a problem that needed to be solved by force in the future, she would definitely be no match for Jiang Yicheng.

"Your coffee."

When the man stopped, Fang Yayan handed over the cup.

Jiang Yicheng took off his gloves, took a sip, and looked her up and down with sweaty eyes.

"Do you want to exercise every day?"

"Me?" Fang Yayan shook his head decisively, "I'm already very tired after getting off work every day, and I don't want to do strenuous exercise anymore."

Jiang Yicheng drank all the coffee, put the cup on the ground, and said while putting on his gloves:

"You are too weak. If something like the clubhouse happens next time and I fail to show up in time, the rest of your life will be miserable."

Fang Yayan's heart trembled, he was shaken, and after a moment of hesitation, he decided to learn something:
"How about you teach me a few tricks?"

Jiang Yicheng nodded and beckoned her to come over.

Fang Yayan squeezed her palms nervously, and walked over on high heels.

Jiang Yicheng stood behind her, grabbing her hands behind her.

"If someone controls you like me, step on his feet first, use all the strength you can use, and then hold the wrist in this position, it must be in this position."

Fang Yayan glanced at the location of the acupoint, and he knew it clearly: "Understood."

Jiang Yicheng continued:
"When you press here, the other party will have a phenomenon of unloading force, and then use your lady's knee move... Do you understand?"

"clear."

An idea flashed in Fang Yayan's mind:
"What if the opponent's upper is made of that kind of hard material, and I can't step on him, what should I do?"

"Then use this trick."

Jiang Yicheng taught a new trick, holding her hand and demonstrating it until she learned it, and then continued to the next trick:
"If the other party is taller, you can do this..."

Time passed silently.

Fang Yayan didn't know how many skills the man taught her in total, she only knew that in the end, all the cells in her body were clamoring for exhaustion, and she crawled towards the door with both hands and feet:
"Forget it, if I'm still so tired after get off work, I don't have to get up for work the next day."

Jiang Yicheng grabbed her ankle and grabbed it back:

"Of course you will feel unaccustomed when you just start practicing now, and you won't feel tired when you get familiar with this feeling."

"Do not……"

Fang Yayan turned around like a carp, trying to break free from Jiang Yicheng, but turned too hard, almost twisted his waist, and bumped his head against the man's strong chest muscles.

He was wearing a white vest, which was already soaked in sweat. Fang Yayan felt that his nose was full of men's hormones and sweat.

"..."

"It hurts me to death."

Stabilizing the sudden rapid heartbeat, Fang Yayan rubbed her nose and raised her head, looking into the man's deep black eyes unexpectedly, there seemed to be a magnet attracting her, her heartbeat accelerated again.

His gaze quietly moved over the man's face. The man's skin was a bit rough, perhaps due to the sun and rain for many years on missions. His wheat-colored skin and resolute eyes made him exude a charming masculine charm.

Fang Yayan couldn't help thinking of the man's state when he was on the bed...

The picture is too embarrassing.

Fang Yayan swallowed her saliva, and her eyes quickly dropped to the man's protruding Adam's apple, where it was like a small hill, undulating without a trace.

"Does it look good?"

Suddenly, Jiang Yicheng's cold voice hit the top of his head suddenly.

Fang Yayan was dizzy for a second, met his gaze strong and calm, imitating his tone:

"good."

The current posture is very awkward. After finishing speaking, she put her hands on the man's shoulders. When she wanted to stand up, the man's big hands held her slender waist and held her tightly.

The unusually bright eyes wandered over her face with scorching heat.

"..."

After a while of dizziness, Fang Yayan lay on the cold floor, above him was the man's hot body soaked in sweat, and every muscle felt excellent.

It was not until dusk that Fang Yayan had a chance to get out of bed, his legs were limp, and he trembled after walking a few steps.

Jiang Yicheng leaned against the head of the bed, his forehead hair was soaked with sweat, and said quietly:
"It's time for you to exercise every day. With such little strength, can you hold a scalpel?"

Fang Yayan turned around angrily, like a cat with fur:
"Sorry, with this little strength, I can perform fifteen surgeries a day."

She is not bragging, she had already broken this record a few years ago, and her colleagues gave her the nickname "Female Swordsman".

But the crux of the problem now is why being tortured by Jiang Yicheng once is more tiring than performing fifteen surgeries in a row?

When Fang Yayan went to work, she was so tired that she was distracted, and was teased by her colleagues for "didn't sleep well at night".

Fang Yayan could only embarrassingly use the excuse of staying up late to write the report.

After finishing the morning shift and meeting with colleagues, Fang Yayan went home.

Just after taking a sip of water, Jiang Yicheng dragged him to the training room, where he began to learn the inhumane "36 styles of anti-wolf".

Although Fang Yayan is quite accomplished in medicine, most other things are 3-minute hot.

She is too lazy now that her bones are about to break, and she frowned and wailed while clutching her stomach:
"my stomach hurts!"

"..."

For the first time, Jiang Yicheng felt a headache because of a woman.

After she resisted with laziness with strength, Jiang Yicheng didn't bother her private time again.

Fang Yayan was so moved that she almost cried. The bed affair that night was done in a new way, which opened Jiang Yicheng's eyes.

When having breakfast the next day, Jiang Yicheng suddenly said:
"I'll pick you up after get off work."