Forced into a flash marriage, the cold-faced CEO asks for kisses every day

They had obviously expressed their feelings to each other, but in the car going home, Jiang Yun seemed to have done something embarrassing. She only looked sideways at the scenery outside the window and kept retreating, not daring to look directly at Lin, who was smiling and concentrating on driving next to her. The driver glanced.

How on earth did she have the nerve to say those two words just now?

After saying that, I almost staged a restricted movie with him in the office...

Jiang Yun's face turned redder as she recalled it. If she were given a hole in the ground now, she could get into it in a minute, hide in it and never come out again.

The vehicle slows down and prepares to turn.

She took the opportunity to secretly glance at Lin Jianyang with her peripheral vision, and saw that he seemed to be turning the steering wheel to the right and tending to raise his eyes to look at her. She quickly retracted her head like an ostrich and continued to pretend to concentrate on looking at the scenery outside the window.

Her mind began to wander again.

Now we have children, we are living together, and we are proposing.

Just a wedding, right?

She was actually not in a hurry at all.

How about... just wait until the little guy is born and then give it a chance to be a milky little flower girl?

No, it seems like something is missing.

The sixth sense deep in Jiang Yun's mind sent out a sensitive signal.

She placed her hand on the car window to support her chin, frowning and thinking hard.

What is missing?

There is definitely a groom, and the bridesmaid will undoubtedly be Xixi. Parents and elders on both sides have no objections. There will definitely be no shortage of blessings from the family.

What is missing?

She thought about it all the time, but still had no clue.

Even her frown made the man beside her who had been quietly paying attention to her couldn't help but take a closer look.

After drinking a few more water after his intense love, Jiang Yun's body gradually began to feel like she was eager for relief.

After exiting the entrance to the elevator, she was about to go directly to the toilet, but was stopped by Lin Jianyang's suddenly stretched out arm in the corner of the inner corridor.

The steps were interrupted, and the feeling in the body became stronger and stronger.

Jiang Yun raised her head and looked in confusion at the man in front of her who no longer smiled, but had a straight face and a slightly serious look.

There are three things people are anxious about. Can this big brother not block her way when she is in a hurry to go to the toilet?

Why are you still looking serious? What about interrogating prisoners?

She didn't do anything wrong. She wasn't nice just now. What happened?

Due to physiological needs, Jiang Yun's brain is a bit weak.

Lin Jianyang looked at her deeply, "Do you regret it?"

ah? What do you regret?

Jiang Yun looked at him like a fool.

If he was talking about her accepting his proposal just now...

Please!

How can you agree to such a crucial life event casually? She must have thought it over carefully!

Moreover, her character is not the kind of person who will agree or regret casually. After being together for so long, he should have understood it already.

Why do you think she regrets it? Is he okay?

Jiang Yun even reached out her hand to feel the temperature of his forehead.

You don’t have a fever either?

The feeling in her lower abdomen became more and more turbulent, and Jiang Yun began to stamp her feet anxiously.

Give in quickly, give in quickly! Or if you have anything to say, can you tell her quickly and give her a good time?

"Really?"

Finally, Lin Jianyang looked at her anxious face and continued to ask doubtfully.

"It's really true! It can't be truer! It's truer than pearls!"

Get out of the way!

Lin Jianyang thought she was being pushed into a panic by his continuous questioning, and began to feel at a loss.

Have you ever seen her so anxious?

That’s all, it’s not a big deal. With people and children here, even if I regret it for a moment, will I still be able to leave in the future?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind at the speed of light, and he decided to let go, but he couldn't resist Jiang Yun's anxiety.

Jiang Yun took advantage of the few seconds he had to think, held her stomach and bent down. She slipped out of the gap under his arm as smoothly as a slippery loach.

Then she went straight to the bathroom closest to her in the suite without looking back, leaving Lin Jianyang alone in surprise behind her.

What you won’t regret later!

Does this matter now?

If she hadn't been able to hold back this wave in front of him, she would definitely and absolutely be sure that she would regret it for the rest of her life!

Finally sitting on the toilet and solving the urgent need, Jiang Yun let out a long sigh of relief.

Okay, now she can go and have a good talk with him.

She was about to get the toilet paper hanging on the wall on the left, when her relaxed and casual gaze suddenly focused on her outstretched white left hand.

A burst of lightning and thunder passed through her mind, and the whiteness before finally showed a corner.

She seemed to know what was missing.

But this thing... shouldn't be hers to talk about, right? Shouldn’t it be a standard part of a marriage proposal?

Sure enough, his proposal just now was perfectly timed and unprepared, right?

Right, otherwise, how could President Lin, who was so thoughtful, not think of it in advance? This is very inconsistent with his style of thinking carefully in everything he does.

Jiang Yun's thoughts seemed to have grown wings, wandering all over the spacious bathroom, drifting to nowhere.

Because new problems have arisen.

Although this thing is standard, it is not necessary.

If he didn't take this seriously, how could she hint or express it to him?

After cleaning up and going out, Jiang Yun looked happy, as if she had been reborn.

There was no one outside the door, so she tiptoed to the master bedroom to explore, but there was no one either.

It must be in the study.

It's not midnight snack time yet, so he can't appear anywhere else.

She turned around and went to the living room, rummaging through the simple storage cabinet she had brought from home, and finally found a bag of colorful items.

Jiang Yun's eyes flashed with pride.

In ancient times, some people abducted girls from good families, but now I have abducted young men from good families.

I asked you to marry me first, why don’t I do this?

She went to the dining room to pour a glass of warm water to strengthen her courage, but found that the lunch box and tableware had been cleaned and hung neatly on the dish rack next to the sink to drain.

My hands are pretty fast.

She went to the bedroom to change into a set of comfortable home clothes, then took the bag of items she just found and hummed briskly all the way into the study...the cloakroom next to it.

Passing by the study seriously, she secretly glanced not far away with her peripheral vision.

Sure enough, as she expected, this man was sitting at his desk concentrating on his work, thinking about something with a stern face.

Let's just say he was working. Anyway, he was only looking at typing, and there was no clicking sound on the mouse. He was probably contemplating some business problem, which was really the work of a big boss.

Noticing her coming in, Lin Jianyang's eyes briefly left the huge computer screen in front of him, and he looked up at her distractedly.

Just as he was about to continue the topic that had not been successfully concluded before, he saw Jiang Yun lift a bag of things in her hand and shake it towards him.

I could only roughly tell that it was a bag of small items of various colors, but I couldn't see clearly what they were.

He was about to call her out, but Jiang Yun made a "shh" gesture to him, and spoke softly before him, "I won't disturb you, I'll go to the cloakroom to do some crafts."

manual?

That's fine, it's suitable for killing boring time when she's not working.

It seems now is not a good time to continue that topic.

Lin Jianyang could only nod, his eyes returned to the several drawings on the screen, and he began to think again.