Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

"Why did you come back so late?"

Jiang Muhang glanced behind Yang Sanyue, except for the passing vehicles, there was a bus stop not far away.

In fact, she didn't come back too late, and it wasn't completely dark yet.

But hearing him ask herself, she couldn't help but take it as his concern for herself.

He couldn't help raising his hand to explain: "It wasn't too late to go out, but there was a traffic jam on the road." '

She didn't expect that during the evening rush hour, the outer ring road would be more congested than the inner road.

So she was stuck for a little while.

Jiang Muhang's complexion changed, and he snorted coldly and said, "Have you had dinner?"

Yang Sanyue shook her head obediently.

She just wanted to hurry back before dark, so she wouldn't dare to waste time by having another meal.

"Let's go, let's eat first."

Jiang Muhang said, stepped forward and grabbed her hand, and walked straight ahead.

Yang Sanyue stared blankly at the wrist that was being held in the palm of her hand, she laughed silently, trot forward a few steps, and followed his footsteps.

The long street began to be replaced with another kind of splendor because of the sky that just fell.

Colorful neon lights have spread rapidly across the streets.

The whole city is still accumulating the vitality it brings during the day.

Only under the long street lights, a pair of gradually elongated figures walked by from time to time.

By the time the two of them had dinner, the sky had completely darkened.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of lightning flashed overhead.

This season, it is rainy time.

During the day, the sky was still clear, but at night, the rain fell as soon as it was said, which made people defenseless at all.

As soon as the two of them reached the entrance of the alley, the overwhelming rain fell without any discussion.

It was almost dark before Yang Sanyue looked up.

A black jacket was covered from the top of her head, covering all the sights she wanted to detect.

Then she was pulled by someone and quickly ran deep into the alley.

The rainy season is always a passionate season.

People tend to be depressed and easily sentimental.

And Yang Sanyue breathed calmly, feeling a burst of familiar and strong masculine breath wrapping around her.

There is also the passionate temperature on the man's body, as well as the strong and strong arm around his waist, which will make people blush and heartbeat, and can't help but be ecstatic.

Two people run down the alley.

The original deep but not too long alley, at this moment, with the falling rain, it is full of charm.

When Yang Sanyue regained her composure, they had already appeared at her home.

Looking up, I saw the young man who was wet by the rain.

Yang Sanyue regained her composure immediately, and quickly stretched out her hand to pat the hair off his head.

There was faint tension in his eyes.

'Your clothes get wet and you get sick. '

In fact, compared with the last time, Jiang Muhang's body was at most a few raindrops.

The man raised his head, his deep eyes fell on the face of the woman in front of him.

She was indeed not that beautiful, and her facial features were not that delicate, and she was not as outstanding as the women he had seen since childhood.

However, he just can remember her, which is amazing.

From the first meeting, you can clearly remember.

'what happened to you? '

Seeing him staring at her without speaking, Yang Sanyue asked innocently.

The outstretched hand subconsciously wanted to withdraw from his hair, but someone grabbed the wrist.

Jiang Muhang's voice also came from in front of her in a hoarse voice.

"I seem to be really sick."

Otherwise, why would he always think of her.

Even after today's banquet, when he returned home, he was going to stay at home tonight, but before dinner, he suddenly thought of her.

Want to know what she's up to?

I even want to know if she is thinking about herself!

sick?

Yang Sanyue was taken aback, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to support his forehead, a touch of panic and worry appeared on her vivid little face.

It was just a few raindrops, but the clothes were not soaked, so why did I get sick?

Yang Sanyue's outstretched hand was intercepted from mid-air, and she held it in the palm of her backhand.

When she looked up, she could only see the man's eyes were dark, looking at her with burning eyes.

With the movement of breathing, the Adam's apple that slides up and down is also sexy and seductive under the light.

Yang Sanyue's eyelashes trembled, and his hand was clasped in the palm of his hand. If he wanted to ask, he could only be stuck.

His eyes fell on his grasped wrist, and when his face became hot, he subconsciously wanted to pull it away, but in the next second he was clenched tightly.

The strength of Jiang Muhang's hand is surprisingly strong, and the strength of clasping her wrist can even make people feel a burst of pain.

It's just that Yang Sanyue didn't hide, but met his gaze, blushing and smiling sweetly.

The moment the corners of the cherry red lips raised in front of her eyes, it provoked the man's already fragile mind.

Lowering his head, he slowly kissed the woman's lips.

The woman below him only hesitated for a moment, then raised her head in response, and wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

The person on the body was obviously encouraged, and his body froze, and the next second he clasped her waist forcefully, pressing the person into his arms.

On the back of the slender and fair hands, the blue veins that exploded due to exertion all declared the strength and urgency of the man.

The person in his arms snuggled into the man's arms, carefully enduring the violent storm he was forcing.

The hands that slipped down on the chest, under the man's pressure, slowly curled up their fingertips, and tightly clasped the man's clothes.

The two people who were close to each other became disorganized due to being too lingeringly close, and fell together on the not-so-firm bed.

The rain outside the window gradually became heavier at some point.

The bean-sized raindrops slapped hard on the blurred glass window, making a messy slapping sound.

The light in the room changed from bright to dark, and gradually became bright again.

With the drizzle of the rain, unpredictable.

I don't know how long it took, after the rain outside the window whistled several times, with the dawn of dawn, it finally ushered in a real stop.

……

"what?"

"What did you say?"

Inside the Jiang mansion.

Fang Yiru straightened her back excitedly, staring blankly at her son opposite, her head buzzing.

Jiang Muhang on the opposite side had a heavy expression on his face. Looking at Yiru above, he still said, "I want to get married."

"Cough cough cough."

Jiang Xiaowu next to him couldn't hold back, and was stuck in the throat by a grape.

The extremely sweet and astringent feeling spread rapidly in the depths of his throat, choking him to the point of tears.

Fang Yiru was very impatient by his noise, and turned her head to give him a hard look.

"Jiang Mujin, get the hell out of my room."

"okay!"

After receiving the order, Jiang Xiaowu picked up the plate of grapes in front of him and ran upstairs quickly.

I'm afraid that the tigress behind her will catch her own son and eat her if she doesn't have enough to eat.

Seeing the scrambling figure disappear, Fang Yiru shifted his gaze to Jiang Muhang again.

He said calmly, "Say what you just said again!"