Jing Shao's little ancestor became popular

Jiang Yan walked out of the Jiang family's villa area, and he didn't pick up the phone when he left. After finally fooling the roadside, he called Jing Xiunian.

Half an hour later, the low-key black Bentley stopped in front of him, and the man looked up and down coldly at his brother's dirty and dilapidated appearance.

"Master Jiang, are you fleeing famine?"

Jiang Yan's face was covered with bruises and his body was also dirty. He saw himself reflected in the car window with disgust, opened the door,

"Go to Lanting Pavilion first."

Jing Xiunian drove, "Did the old man let you out?"

Jiang Yan tugged at the tattered clothes on his body, "I jumped from the second floor."

When Jing Xiunian heard the words, he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "How old are you, why are you so crazy?"

"What else?" Jiang Yan said casually while pulling his messy hair in the rearview mirror, "I can still carry the bodyguards upstairs, but there are so many downstairs, even if I force it, At that time, I don't know if I can still walk to see Nanyan, so I can only jump down from the second floor."

"Then what are your plans now?" Jing Xiunian asked.

Jiang Yan touched the wound on his face with his hand, and said, "Go back to Lan Ting Xuan first, change your clothes, and see Nan Yan in this state, maybe she will think wildly."

Jing Xiunian had to remind, "There are a lot of people in the media staring at you, so be careful."

"Well, I'm measured."

The car quickly drove to Lantingxuan, Jing Xiunian sent the Buddha to the west, and waited for Jiang Yan to go upstairs to wash and change clothes before sending him to the hospital.

When Jiang Yan came out in fresh and clean clothes, he pointed to the scar on his face, "Does it look serious? I'm afraid that Nanyan will be scared when he sees it."

Jing Xiunian knew that he would have this concern, so he directly threw the bag next to him,
"It's ready for you."

Jiang Yan opened the bag, and suddenly felt disgusted, "You won't let me use this?"

Jing Xiunian pointed to the things in the bag, "Last time Xiaoxi left it in the car, you don't need it, as long as you don't worry that Song Nanyan will think too much when he sees your virtue."

"That won't work, I can't make her worry." Jiang Yan picked up the liquid foundation in his hand and started to cover the scar on the corner of his mouth. The liquid is discarded.

"This thing is too girly." Finally, after covering up the scars, Jiang Yan threw away the liquid foundation, and Jing Xiunian looked at him, "Give me some of my wife's things."

Jiang Yan then took the liquid foundation and put it in a bag for him, and said solemnly, "Thank you for your daughter-in-law's things."

Jing Xiunian glanced at it and raised his forehead, "Forget it, I'll buy it for Xiaoxi again, throw it away."

Jiang Yan, "."

What's the matter with this deep dislike?

The car took Jiang Yan to the hospital again. Before Jiang Yan got off the car, Jing Xiunian said again, "Remember to avoid the reporters."

"understood."

In this incident, Jiang Yan specifically asked Song Nanyan to be removed from this incident. Everyone knew that Jiang Yan almost beat, killed, and killed someone, but they didn't know who it was for.

Jing Xiunian's exhortation was because he was worried that some reporters would follow and shoot and expose Song Nanyan.

Jiang Yan put on his peaked cap, closed the car door, and quickly walked into the night.

Song Nanyan had a nightmare. In the dream, Zhang Yangshan still couldn't carry it over. The Zhang family refused to let go, and cold handcuffs were placed on Jiang Yan's hands.

The man's eyes looked at her with forbearance and affection, Song Nanyan couldn't help crying, chasing Jiang Yan's back, while Fifteen and Seventeen were crying together.

Song Nanyan couldn't catch up, so the police car drove Jiang Yan away. Song Nanyan knelt down on the ground, her heart ached as if torn. She used to think that without Jiang Yan, she could have a better life.

But now she finds that without Jiang Yan, her heart hurts so much that she can hardly breathe in her dream. Her whole body seems to be stuck in a huge mud, gasping for breath, and suddenly comes out of her dream. opened his eyes.

Tears fell down the corners of her eyes again, Song Nanyan's heart was empty, until someone gently pushed open the door of the ward, and the light was not turned on in the room, only the light in the corridor outlined the familiar silhouette of the man.

Song Nanyan stared blankly at that figure, was she dreaming?
The man's footsteps were very light, and the lights in the corridor illuminated his exquisite and beautiful side face. Song Nanyan stared at him closely, then threw back the quilt and ran towards him.

Jiang Yan didn't turn on the light, and when he came in, Sheng Xi told him that Song Nanyan should be asleep at this point, he carefully walked as lightly as possible, pushed open the door and walked in, just want to see her, and stay away without talking Take a look from a distance.

However, there was movement on the person on the bed, and he jumped down barefoot and ran towards him. Jiang Yan frowned slightly, and when he was about to scold her for being barefoot again, she hugged her whole body .

Warm breath, hot body.

The man was stunned for a long while, and the woman pressed against his chest. He didn't dare to move for a long time, until he felt his chest was hot and humid. Then he immediately reached out and turned on the light, and pulled Song Nanyan over to take a look. Sure enough, he saw her crying.

Jiang Yan's heart tightened, and he panicked, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Song Nanyan didn't speak, the moment she saw Jiang Yan, her whole heart was sore, especially now that she looked at the tension in Jiang Yan's eyes, she stretched out her hand without hesitation and grabbed him to hook him down , and then the whole person kissed him.

"boom--"

The man's body froze suddenly. This feeling was even more shocking than just realizing that she was crying. He didn't understand what was going on for a while, but he found that Song Nanyan's body was shaking, so he hugged her tacitly in the next second. He held her, pressed her whole body into his arms, and responded to her kiss even more passionately than her.

The temperature in the room began to rise, and Song Nanyan realized that he was not dreaming after he recovered.

Immediately, he was shy and wanted to push him away, but Jiang Yan was not willing, hugged her and kissed her for a long time, until Song Nanyan's body softened and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he reluctantly took her away.

Jiang Yan looked at her, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his slender fingers, "Now tell me, why are you crying, huh?"

Song Nanyan looked at him, "I thought I was dreaming."

Jiang Yan, "What did you dream about?"

"Something bad about you." Song Nanyan said, remembering the reality in the dream again, and reached out to hold Jiang Yan's arm. She didn't feel safe at all, and her body was shaking.

Jiang Yan frowned, picked her up and sat down in front of the hospital bed, then squatted down naturally, holding her smooth little feet with both hands,

"Didn't I say, don't walk barefoot next time?"

Song Nanyan looked down at his handsome face, "I want to see you so much."

Jiang Yan paused, looked up at her, then smiled with thin lips, stood up, put his hands on her sides,

"Do you miss me now?"

Song Nanyan didn't speak, but just stared at his eyebrows. In her dream, she thought that because of her, that superior man would be stigmatized from now on, and she was so heartbroken that she was about to die.

Now that she finally saw him again, she was still afraid.

So Song Nanyan didn't answer his question, but instead held his arm, "Jiang Yan, did I cause you a lot of trouble this time?"

"Your affairs are not troublesome." Jiang Yan stretched out his hand, gently pinched her chin, hooked his lips, looked at her with joy, and asked again, "You haven't answered the question I just asked."

Song Nanyan was taken aback for a moment, then remembered his question just now, and sighed in her heart, forget it, just tell him that she really misses him.

So Song Nanyan plucked up his courage and decided to face up to his feelings. Jiang Yan also looked at her seriously, the affection and pampering in his eyes were no less than before.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous, Song Nanyan suddenly pointed at his face,
"You are here"

Song Nanyan looked at Jiang Yan curiously, is his face pink? !

"What's the matter?" The man waited for her answer with all his leisure.

Song Nanyan reached out and wiped his face, the liquid foundation was all over his fingers, "You put on makeup? The powder fell off."

Jiang Yan, "."

This damn sudden pussy!
Jiang Yan's handsome face darkened a bit, then he turned away from Song Nanyan's sight, and said casually, "Well, I painted it on a little bit."

Song Nanyan was suddenly curious, "Didn't you never like to put these things on your face? Why did you put on makeup today? You."

As Song Nanyan said, he realized something, took a tight breath, and immediately turned Jiang Yan's face away, and then he found that the place where Jiang Yan had taken off his makeup and powder was full of bruises.

Why use makeup to cover up bruises on your face?

Song Nanyan had a sore nose and pulled him over, "You don't want me to see the injuries on your face, that's why you put on makeup?"

As soon as Jiang Yan saw that she was about to cry, she felt irritable for a while, took the sleeve and wiped her tears gently, "Okay, stop crying, I don't know what to do if you cry again, I just think this It doesn’t look good on the face, so it melts.”

"You're lying, you obviously don't want me to worry." Song Nanyan sniffed, then reached out to lift his clothes, "Let me see if there are any other wounds? Is it serious?"

With so many people that day, she should have guessed that she must have been seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Song Nanyan felt distressed again, and the movements of his hands became more urgent. How could Jiang Yan show her those scars, and directly pressed her hand, with a frivolous tone,
"Why, you didn't say you missed me just now, and now you're going to take off your clothes? This is a hospital, baby."

Song Nanyan blushed suddenly, her hand was about to retract as if it had been scalded, but was held down by Jiang Yan, she blushed, "I didn't mean that. Just don't look at it, let go."

Jiang Yan looked at her slightly flushed face, and his heart was so cute, he just held her like this, and said seriously,

"Nanyan, I know what you are worried about, but believe me, as long as you are by my side, I can solve everything."