Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

Fang Yiru closed her eyes tightly and told herself not to wake up at this time.

The clothes covering the top of his head were held tightly in his hands, and the tip of his nose was filled with the familiar scent of a man.

If she had the strength to escape now, she would definitely jump out of Jiang Beiyan's arms and disappear immediately!

However, her limbs are weak now, and he can't see everything in the room, but he can feel the condensation of the atmosphere.

He never heard Sheng Yao's voice again, only the footsteps of the man's leather shoes on the floor.

"Mr. Jiang, I don't know what's going on, there are suddenly a lot of reporters in the hotel, and they are coming here."

Fang Yiru hid in her clothes when she heard the assistant's reminder, and frowned secretly.

Why did the reporter come here for no reason? Without thinking about it, it must be Sheng Yao's fault.

If the reporter were to take pictures of Miss Fang's family appearing in a hotel with a man like this, she might not have to be a human tomorrow.

As expected, Sheng Yao played a good game of chess. If those reporters really came for them, he would definitely be tricked today.

Unexpectedly, the little milk dog looks cute and cute, but it is ruthless when it bites.

Jiang Beiyan didn't speak, but turned and entered a room.

Fang Yiru heard the sound of closing the door, knew that she was still in the hotel, and immediately straightened her back.

Before I could think of what to do next, my body was suddenly put on the sofa.

Then the scene in front of him lit up, and the crystal lamp above his head illuminated the entire room without hiding anything.

The man in front of her is also very good-looking.

In the next second, Fang Yiru tightly closed his eyes.

"Stop pretending."

A man's deep voice came from above her head, and her breath hit her face, burning her with pain.

Quietly opening the gap between the eyes, he moved his body awkwardly, trying to sit up from the sofa.

But as soon as she moved, she felt her shoulders were firmly clasped by hands.

The man's anger was accurately transmitted to her through the strength in his hand.

Fang Yiru frowned, and muttered softly, "It hurts!"

Does she still know it hurts?

Jiang Beiyan's eyes were dark, but the strength in his hands relaxed a little.

It's just that holding Fang Yiru's shoulders still makes her unable to break free.

"Is that how you like that little boy?"

Little white face?

Fang Yiru was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about Sheng Yao, and pouted.

"The face looks really good."

Feeling the light coming from above his head, he immediately coughed lightly.

"He's not my type, he's not good enough for me."

Fang Yiru straightened her back, unconsciously straightening her back a bit.

Feeling that Jiang Beiyan's face has softened, he whispered: "How do you know that I was...in an accident."

She took what happened today as an accident.

Jiang Beiyan stared at Fang Yiru's eyes darkened a little, and gave her a serious look.

Only then did he speak slowly: "Accident."

Fang Yiru: What do you mean?

Was it her accident, or did he know it was an accident?

But seeing Jiang Beiyan's face was cold, as if he didn't want to talk to him at all, Fang Yiru didn't want to make fun of himself.

He moved his limp body and frowned: "When will I be better?"

She wanted to leave here right now, especially since there were only the two of them in this room.

Jiang Beiyan was not afraid of her running away, so he walked to the table and poured himself a glass of red wine unhurriedly.

Shaking the cup lightly, looking at the transparent ruby ​​color inside, he said calmly: "The effect of the medicine is not deep, it will take a while."

"But what about the reporters outside?"

If the reporter finds out that Miss Fang's family is staying in the same room as a man in a hotel, then the Fang family will be ashamed.

It's okay for her to lose face, the Fang family can't afford to lose that person.

"Don't worry, someone will settle it."

Jiang Bei's understatement made Fang Yiru's heart skip a beat.

Judging by his appearance, the one who settled the situation must not be him.

He didn't intend to make a move, why did he bring himself here.

"Forget it, as long as the reporter can't take pictures of me, it doesn't matter."

Let yourself go back to bed.

Fang Yiru looked relaxed, waiting for the reporters outside to leave. She is also a beautiful woman.

But thinking of Sheng Yao, Fang Yiru frowned again.

It's really not reconciled to let him go so cheaply.

"What about Sheng Yao?"

Just as Fang Yiru asked, he saw Jiang Beiyan turn his head to look at her. His black eyes were shining brightly, and his lips were pursed into a straight line with a hint of sharpness. He knew without thinking that he was angry and jealous.

Carefully withdrawing her gaze, Fang Yiru coughed lightly, and said guiltily: "He should have set out on me, you won't let him go so easily, will you?"

The little milk dog deserves to be cut to death.

"Worried about him?"

The man's voice was obviously cold.

Fang Yiru was startled, and rolled his eyes: "Do I look like the White Lotus Sect? I am worried about him after he made me like this? I'm afraid that it's too easy for you to let me go. I'm not in vain."

Fang Yiru's righteous words, Jiang Beiyan's gaze came back, and fell on the goblet in his hand again.

Gently shake the cup body, watching the liquid inside become coquettish under the light.

It wasn't until he smelled the scent of wine in his nose that he opened his thin lips, "Of course not."

The woman who dared to touch him, this Sheng Yao really... courted death.

"What do you want to do with him?"

Seeing Jiang Beiyan looked at her with displeasure, as if hearing any man in her mouth would make him displeased.

Fang Yiru hurriedly said: "It's not good if you are soft-handed, this kind of person should be dismantled and painted his face."

Fang Yiru's face was filled with righteous indignation, as if he hated the little milk dog's behavior.

There's no way, the man in front of her is a jealous vat, she can't even mention another man.

"To pieces...you want me to go to jail."

Murder is against the law, but he is a law-abiding citizen.

"If you tell me to kill you, you will kill me. Do you really think you are a killer?"

Fang Yiru only dared to mutter in a low voice, met the man's gaze, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect murder to be so serious, even what happened today is all his fault."

"You are not responsible."

Jiang Beiyan asked unhurriedly, and Fang Yiru immediately straightened his neck: "I, what's wrong with me, I'm a victim."

She didn't let the little milk dog kidnap her, and she didn't call a reporter to ruin her reputation. Jiang Beiyan looked at her like this, which was an insult to her.

Of course, it's okay to be insulted a bit, and Miss Fang is not such a stingy person.

"victim."

The man chewed these three words slowly, his eyes turned slightly, and he said unhurriedly: "Then who am I?"

Obviously she was still having sex with herself on the front foot, but she went on a date with other men on the back foot.

Wouldn't he have been hurt even more by such a woman who is so volatile and promiscuous.

Fang Yiru's throat was blocked, and he hesitated: "You, of course you are a hero who saves the beauty!"

"Oh, then when do you plan to repay your favor?"

Fang Yiru: What kind of favor do you want to repay?How to repay the favor?

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