Jing Shao's little ancestor became popular

The conversation between Jiang Yan and his subordinates was clearly heard by Song Nanyan inside the door. She sat on the bed, the ice in her heart was melting little by little, and the man's always arrogant voice came in again,
"I died on Song Nanyan's body, what's wrong? Hurry up and get the hell out of me!"

"My God, is it still Ms. Song inside?" The subordinates were stunned. After a long silence, there was a smirk outside the door, and there was no need to think about what a group of men said outside.

Song Nan couldn't get enough smoke, turned his head to look around, took a handy thing and threw it at the door.

The bad laughter outside stopped abruptly, followed by Jiang Yan's chasing voice, "Get out of here, I'll beat you up if my wife is angry!"

A group of elders hurried away after installing the carpet. Jiang Yan took the remaining tools, opened the door and walked in. What he saw was Song Nanyan sitting on the bed, his fair face stained with a faint crimson color, so cute.

"Pervert Jiang, why are you talking nonsense to your subordinates?!" Song Nan glared at him fumingly.

Jiang Yan then kicked the door shut, walked to the corner with a pile of blankets in his arms, started to install, and then answered her words,

"Song Nanyan, only Lao Tzu's women can enter here, otherwise what do you think?"

"." Song Nanyan, "Who says I'm your woman?"

Jiang Yan kept putting on the carpet, and said in a flat voice, "I just wanted to inform you, I didn't ask for your opinion."

"You are so domineering!" Song Nanyan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and was about to open the door. Jiang Yan quickly dropped what was in his hand, and a tall figure blocked the door of the bedroom, looking down at her,
"what are you doing?"

Song Nanyan's chest heaved violently because of anger, "I'm going home!"

I can't afford to offend you, a domineering president, can't I hide?
The man's face darkened suddenly, and he raised her chin, "Why are you going home? You just stay here honestly for me before finishing the matter."

"It's inappropriate for the two of us." Song Nanyan's voice turned cold, "It's shameless to be alone in the same space without knowing clearly!"

"Heh." The man sneered, and an angry voice sounded above his head, "I'm going to have no shame with you!"

After speaking, she picked it up again and threw it on the bed.

She began to take off her clothes in a rude manner. Originally, the clothes were just a shirt. After a few tosses, most of the spring light was lost. Song Nanyan blushed suddenly, "Jiang Yan, what are you going to do?!"

"Don't ask nonsense at this time, of course I want to be you!"

As he spoke, his whole body was pressed down, Song Nanyan panicked, begging for mercy in a soft voice, "Don't do this, okay?"

Jiang Yan looked down at her, his hands kept moving, and his voice was threatening, "Are you going out?"

"No, not going out."

"Is it my wife?"

"I don't know, I don't"

"Really?" the man threatened.

Song Nanyan was finally afraid. As long as the man didn't take the next step, she could do anything. She quickly grabbed the man's rebellious palm, and then her voice trembled, pleading, "Yes, can't it be enough?"

Jiang Yan looked at her with dark eyes, then got down from her body, and gently helped her straighten her clothes. He didn't intend to touch her at this time, but he just wanted to force her when she wanted to leave. .

But in fact, Jiang Yan didn't know that if the woman in front of her didn't want to, she would leave as well.

It's just that she is also greedy for men in her heart.

But if you admit it, the sin in your heart will be a hundred times deeper.

Song Nanyan lowered his head, and obediently stuffed himself into Ruorou's quilt.

A man's voice came from the top of his head, "Wrap it up, don't come down and move around to seduce me."

Song Nanyan, "."

When did she seduce him again?

But still silently wrapped his whole body in the bedding.

The man turned around, continued to spread the carpet in the bedroom, and then muttered, "I'm really eaten to death by you woman."

Then resigned to his fate and continued to lay the carpet, Song Nanyan sat on the bed and quietly looked at the man's back, his red lips slowly curled up into a smile, with a small arc, as if carefully guarding the rare happiness.

After working for half an hour, all the corners and corners of the carpet in the bedroom were covered. Jiang Yan looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then looked back at the dazed woman sitting on the bed, then strode over and kissed it. Her forehead said, "Daughter-in-law, from now on you can wear shoes if you want, and don't if you don't want to."

daughter-in-law again
"Jiang Yan."

"Huh?" The man seemed to be in a good mood, playing with her hair, "What's wrong?"

"Where is my phone?"

She hasn't looked at her phone since she woke up, so the catwalk should have had a big impact, right?

"Want a phone?"

"Yeah." Of course she had to get her mobile phone back, and she had to work.

As a result, the man looked at her as a matter of course, pointed to his cheek, "kiss me, and I'll give you the phone."

"." Song Nanyan, "Master Jiang, when did you become so shameless?"

The phone is obviously hers, so why should she have to kiss him to get back her own phone?
Song Nanyan stared at him contemptuously, Jiang Yan was thick-skinned, not ashamed but proud, lowered his head and rubbed her forehead,

"Daughter-in-law, you don't want to kiss me, you don't want to give me a good look, so I can only threaten you like this." He said with a pitiful sigh, "My own wife has to play tricks to kiss me, I am so pitiful gone."

"."

Song Nanyan looked at that face that was so exquisite that it angered everyone. Some people are so handsome, how can they be so brazen?

I really want to peel it off to see how thick that face is?

Song Nanyan stared at him unmoved, "Master Jiang, aren't you afraid of breaking your waist?"

The man smiled at her, with a smile like a spring breeze in his twinkling peach eyes, "Daughter-in-law, I won't break my waist, I will only break my waist on you."

As he said he was about to kiss her, Song Nanyan couldn't bear it and slapped her, "Jiang Yan! I haven't looked at my phone for so many days and I still have to work. I can't delay any longer."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone fell in front of her. The man touched the right side of his face that was beaten, "I have communicated with your manager about work, and the latest schedule has been postponed. I will go back when I am recuperated."

Song Nanyan picked up the phone, and when she opened it, there was a message from her agent to let her take care of herself and don't worry about other things. There were also some greetings from friends. As Jiang Yan said, everything was handled properly, even Shengshi Dynasty's Things have been publicized.

Because the officials of Shengshi Dynasty personally clarified for her, the rumors about her on the Internet are not valid, and the rest are some revelations without stone hammers, which are irrelevant.

"You also solved the matter of the prosperous dynasty?"

"No, it's the person in charge that Sheng Xi asked Jing Xiunian to find."

Song Nanyan immediately sent a message to thank Sheng Xi. Jiang Yan glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and said in a sour tone, "Daughter-in-law, I've helped you so much, so it's fine if you don't give me some reward, and you still hit me?"

Hearing this, Song Nanyan put down her phone and watched as he was covering the right cheek she had just slapped him just now. She obviously didn't use much force just now.

"I hurt you?"

It hurts ass.

Jiang Yan said in his heart, but Song Nanyan finally felt sorry for him, so could he not take care of it?

So the man lay directly on her quilt, blinking at her, his eyelashes were long and dense, and his peach blossom eyes flicked on the electricity, let alone when the man was so focused and wholeheartedly seduced Song Nanyan?

He looked at her with a bewitching voice, "Daughter-in-law, you really hurt me, I need a kiss to get better."

(Jing Xiunian: It's a serious and shameless nonsense in order to kiss his wife.)
Song Nanyan didn't know that he was playing tricks, but the man put on the electricity, it was really too seductive, she didn't know how to answer, a force hit her neckline, and then she was pulled down by the man, directly Thin lips kissed her, and the man lay on her lap, kissing her tenderly and piously, romantic and serious.

The heart was beating wildly, the man pressed against her lips, and said in a serious voice, "Daughter-in-law, stay with me, I will always love you and love you, and I will never let anyone who bullies you go. I'm with you, okay?"

He was persuasive and persuasive, exhausting all Jiang Yan's gentleness, but Song Nanyan seemed to be shocked, and quickly backed away to avoid the man's sight.

The expression on Jiang Yan's face froze, "Nan Yan, did I scare you?"

Song Nanyan lowered her head and bit her lip.

He will not let anyone who bullies her go, what if it is his family?
She adjusted her mood and looked at him, "Jiang Yan, will you stand by my side no matter what happens?"

"Yes, I, Jiang Yan, have recognized you all my life, and I will notify you unilaterally, and you don't need to nod your approval."

"in the case of"

Before Song Nanyan finished speaking, the doorbell was rang again, Jiang Yan frowned, and said to Song Nanyan, "You wait for me here, I'll go see who it is."

Song Nanyan watched his back slowly leave, and the bedroom door was closed.

The man adjusted his posture and looked at the cat's eyes. He was surprised by the figure outside. He opened the door and faced the human,
"Mom, why are you here?"

The person who appeared in front of her was Jiang Yan's mother. At the age of 50, she still looked like she was 30 years old. She was wearing a cheongsam with an elegant posture, her long silver hair was tied behind her head, and her makeup was exquisite and dignified. put together,
"I'll come and see you, won't you let me in?"

Jiang Yan didn't speak, turned around to get out of the way, and several people followed Mrs. Jiang in.

There was still a document sent by Song Yi on the coffee table. Jiang Yan never had time to read it. Thinking that this matter was carried out behind his mother's back, he walked over and put the document away calmly.

Mrs. Jiang stepped into the villa carefully designed by her son, took a look at it gracefully, and said,

"Isn't it a pity that there is no hostess living in such a carefully arranged house?"