Evil president, forced love

An Ran didn't hear Tang Jun's answer, and when she looked down, he was already asleep.

Even when he was asleep, his brows were slightly furrowed, which showed how serious his headache was.

An Ran looked at Tang Jun, who was breathing evenly, and couldn't help slowing down her movements. For a long time, she hadn't looked at him like this.

Looking at his sleeping face, she couldn't help but think of the poem, "If life is just like seeing you first, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan?" '

It would be great if he didn't kill Shangguan Lie, if he didn't use her, it would be great, even if they didn't meet again, then it would be great.

An Ran massaged Tang Jun for a while, and seeing that he was fast asleep, she reached out to untie his clothes, helped him take off his coat, and covered him with the quilt.

After Tang Jun settled down, An Ran went to the bathroom lightly.

Tang Jun, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, looking at An Ran's back in thought.

An Ran, what kind of woman are you? I thought I knew you well enough, but now it seems that I was wrong. However, if you don't love me, why should you treat me so tenderly.

Tang Jun closed his eyes and didn't want to think about those things anymore. Since he couldn't let go, why not give each other a chance.

Not for anything else, just for her moment of tenderness just now.

After An Ran simply washed up, she lightly went to bed again. She glanced at Tang Jun worriedly, making sure that he was still deeply asleep, and then turned off the light in the room.

As soon as the lights went out, a big hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

An Ran wanted to struggle, but when she thought of Tang Jun's headache, she still let him hug her peacefully.

In Tang Jun's arms, she could feel his unique smell. This familiar smell made her feel inexplicably at ease.

In the past three years, she has never felt so at ease and at ease like at this moment.

It seems that this embrace is something she can rely on, this person is something she can depend on for the rest of her life, if time just stops at this moment, how good it would be.

Early the next morning, when An Ran woke up, she found herself still in Tang Jun's arms.

He was still asleep, and she could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the strong beating of his heart.

Unable to help, she began to look at his face. Compared with three years ago, he seemed much cooler. Even in a deep sleep, he couldn't hide the murderous look on his brow.

In addition, his lips seemed to be even thinner. In her memory, Tang Jun never seemed to smile.

At that time, she didn't know how much thought she had spent in order to make him happy.

She still remembered that she once said that people try their best to only smile for Pomeranians, but I am just the opposite!

Whenever this time, Tang Jun always pursed his lips slightly, messed up her hair dotingly, and said, "Then just smile and let me see if you are a beauty."

"Does it look good?" A playful voice interrupted An Ran's thoughts.

She immediately withdrew her gaze in a panic, her mouth was stiff, "Stop being sentimental, I didn't look at you."

"Really?" Tang Jun said, his bony fingers had already lifted her chin, "You should know what happens to people who lie to me."

"What's the end?" An Ran asked curiously.

She regretted it after asking, and her intestines were green. Facts have proved that in front of Tang Jun, she must not show her tongue.