Jiang Ximeng felt that Jiang Mulin was becoming more and more excessive.

Of course she was happy that he was with Xiaoyou.

But...Brother, when you are being intimate with your future sister-in-law at home, can you tell her, your younger sister, in advance?

This was the scene she saw as soon as she pushed the door open.

The two of them sat on the sofa, and the brother hugged Xiaoyou tightly and kissed her inseparable.

No, Xiaoyou can still breathe!

“Mmmmm…” Xiaoyou was thin-skinned and pushed Jiang Mulin hard.

She wanted to push the man away, but he was too strong.

Her protest was in vain, Jiang Mulin didn't even bother to move his lips away.

Jiang Ximeng just shook her head and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go out. I'll leave the house to you guys tonight."

Ever since Xiaoyou failed to escape and was brought back by his brother, this kind of thing has happened frequently recently and they never keep it secret from anyone.

But then again, they are getting engaged next month, at the beginning of the month.

Intimacy and such are also acceptable.

Otherwise, she was really afraid that Brother Shen Yu would come over with the baton from the trunk...

The lovers finally got married, and Jiang Ximeng was also happy.

I am really happy, but the most important thing at the moment is: I have to find a place to stay tonight.

It was already past nine o'clock when she finished working overtime at the company, and she wanted to go home with Tan Yan.

But he was forced to carry her into the car and was sent back by Uncle Zhang.

He has been busy with the affairs of the Tan Group recently and often works overtime until the early morning.

She asked several times just now, and the man just told her to go back and rest first.

It seems that he plans to stay up all night again.

Really, he always relies on his youth and doesn’t know how to cherish his body.

After I’m done with this busy period, I’ll have to have a good talk with him and tell him not to stay up late like this anymore.

Carrying a small bag, Jiang Ximeng came to the next room and poked her finger on the combination lock but did not press it.

The owner of the house is not at home, so it would be inappropriate for her to go in directly like this.

"Unlocked."

Jiang Ximeng: ...

Why are my fingers not listening?

Forget it...

It’s open, go in.

-

Two o'clock in the morning.

Tan Yan returned to the apartment.

If he had worked overtime until this time in the past, he would definitely not come back.

But now it’s different, he can go to work with the person he likes every morning.

If you don't come back, you will lose this benefit.

"Ding, unlocked."

Entered the room.

Tan Yan seemed to smell a faint fragrance, a very familiar smell.

Ximeng likes to use shower gel with this scent very much. Every time I get closer to her, I can smell this scent.

But... Tan Yan was a little dazed. Did Ximeng come here this morning?

Holding his aching forehead, the man took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie.

He went to the wine cabinet, took out Heidsieck and poured some into the glass.

Whenever he stays up late, he has to drink red wine to fall asleep better.

I drank half a cup before going to wash up.

Coming out of the bathroom, Tan Yan finally realized something was wrong.

He was used to folding the quilt when he got up, but at this moment, there was a small bulge there.

As for the hygiene of the bedroom, he always cleaned it himself because he didn't like the servants touching his private areas, so it couldn't have been done by the servants.

It's even less likely to be a drunken hallucination...

Tan Yan pressed his temple hard. He was quite confident in his alcohol tolerance. It was just a little red wine, it was impossible for him to drink too much.

With doubt in mind, he walked towards the bed.

He didn't feel scared or think that there was a bad guy lying here.

The password door lock has its own alarm system notification. If it is broken open by force or opened by some black technology, a message will pop up on his mobile phone immediately.

Besides, even if he was a thief, there was no need for him to hide under his quilt.

At this moment, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Cherish the dream."

Tan Yan came to the bedside, looked at the familiar little head, and his eyes instantly became gentle.

The person lying on the bed was the one he had been thinking about for hours.

From the moment she left Hengyu, he began to miss her.

Tan Yan didn’t even dare to think about what he would do if Xi Meng didn’t exist in his life.

Throwing his bathrobe aside, he lifted the quilt and crawled in.

The temperature in the room was very high, but even so, she still covered the quilt to her neck. Touching her slightly damp forehead, Tan Yan pulled the quilt down and his hand uncontrollably covered her cheek.

She is used to sleeping on her side and curling up, as if this can give her a sense of security.

But in his previous memories, when she was still a child, she was in a more relaxed state when she slept and was never so tense.

Has it become like this since she came back?

The palm that was caressing her cheek stopped, and the fingertips slid to the corner of her lips, gently caressing there.

On the day of her accident, there were traces of blood around her mouth from her ruptured internal organs.

She is so afraid of pain that she must feel like crying.

But she didn't do that at that time. Even when she closed her eyes, she had a faint smile on her face.

She must be extremely disappointed with 'him'.

In the dream, or rather in Ximeng's memory of her previous life, his eyes were so cold. No matter what Ximeng did, all that was shown on his face was endless annoyance.

Even when he saw Xi Meng's death, he just stood there quietly, as if it was a trivial matter.

He is so bad and hateful!

Ximeng was right to resist and avoid when she first came back.

If he is Ximeng, I don't want to see him either.

Although he was not the culprit who harmed the Jiang family, he was also involved.

Ximeng was fired without any explanation, which made her sad and she came to find Grandpa Jiang. Then she received a series of bad news.

When he thought about his past life, Tan Yan felt uneasy, so he fired Xu Xinrou.

Whether or not she was the one who caused all this wasn't that important.

Moreover, in Ximeng's memories of her previous life, she was the one causing trouble most of the time.

It is not unfair to fire her.

He gave instructions a few days ago. Xu Xinrou was able to find a job in a small restaurant, which proved that her subordinates were not doing their job well. She should not be able to find any job in the country...

"Well……"

While sleeping, Jiang Ximeng only felt her face itchy.

I raised my hand and touched it, and found it was still warm.

After pushing a few more times without success, he gradually became alert and slowly opened his eyes.

Then I saw an enlarged image of Tan Yan's face.

The man's hand was also on her cheek, not only that, his fingers were pressing on the corner of her mouth...

Jiang Ximeng: "..."

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

What a bastard man!

He didn't even let her go when she was asleep. Why did he just think about kissing her all day long?

Meeting those sleepy eyes, Tan Yan's heart moved and his eyes became more gentle.

"Cherish the dream."

"Ok?"

Waking her up so late at night, something must have happened to Tan Yan!

And didn’t that bastard say he wouldn’t be back tonight?

She also said that she could sleep in the company when she was tired. Otherwise, even if she had ten times the courage, she would not dare to sleep in his bed openly!

"When are we getting engaged?"

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