Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

He originally planned to accompany a boss to play billiards tonight, and now he has released pigeons for Jiang Beiyuan's goods, and the five million contract is so ruined!

How can he not be angry? ?

Zhang Fan sighed, a little worried: "Did he quarrel with Yannian? I remember back in high school, as long as Yannian made him unhappy, he would have this dying virtue."

"Tsk tusk, old man, you have the courage to say this in front of Lao Jiang!"

"Who do you call an old man..."

Zhang Fan is not brave.

He is not a battered physique, and it is not that he has never suffered from Jiang Beiyuan's loss before.

Xu Kuangjie poured a glass of whiskey, and the pungent irritation ran across his throat. It was really cool. A man who drinks alcohol needs to drink strong alcohol. A good drinker is a real man.

Zhang Fan couldn't drink whiskey, so he could barely drink wine and beer.

Otherwise, the degree is high and it is easy to get on.

Xu Kuangjie came up soon, and touched Zhang Fan's cup with a toast. He was drunk and smiled heartily.

"Come……"

"What's coming?" Zhang Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Didn't you say that Lao Jiang quarreled with his wife? I bet a hundred yuan, he admits his mistake first!"

Xu Kuangjie was really a little drunk. While talking, he took out a brand new big red bull from his pocket and put it on the table with a look of pride.

Zhang Fan smiled, "What a hundred is, I bet two hundred!"

After speaking, he took out two hundred brand-new bills from his pocket and put them on the table.

"Hey, you got on the bar with Laozi, right? I bet three hundred!"

Xu Kuangjie started tremblingly, rushing to get money from his pocket.

Not to be outdone, Zhang Fan took out the money he planned to buy clothes at the end of this month.

"Four hundred, no more!"

"Five hundred will show you up, you're a broken doctor, do you have money?!"

Zhang Fan: "..."

*

The night is full.

Yannian had already taken a bath and was about to get under Ding Baoyi's bed.

She was wearing Ding Baoyi’s pajamas and a red suspender skirt. Because Ding Baoyi’s size was a bit larger than Yannian, the dress was a little looser on Yannian, with a slightly open neckline. As long as you lower your head, you can see the spring inside.

"Oh, how did you make your face?"

Ding Baoyi didn't notice the palm print on Yannian's face at first, but now Yannian has a ponytail, revealing a whole smooth and jade face, so the red palm print is revealed.

Yannian raised her hand and touched her face, "Is it still obvious?"

She just took a shower and looked in the mirror, and she felt relieved.

"It's okay, you can see it anyway, who made it?"

"Wen Yu."

Yan Nian's voice is very cold, and I don't want to say more about this matter. Now I am tired of mentioning these two words.

Ding Baoyi was furious, his eyes spit fire, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and uttered: "That scumbag man is more disgusting than shit!"

"Don't mention him, don't you have to work tomorrow, go to sleep."

Yannian is ready to get under the covers.

The next second, I heard the doorbell ringing.

It was a bit scary when someone knocked on the door of a girl who lived alone at night.

Ding Baoyi glanced at Yannian.

"Could it be your husband who came to see you?"

Yannian shook his head, "How is it possible."

What did Jiang Beiyuan come to do with her blindly?

Then Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi went over to watch them together.

Through the cat's eyes, Yannian could only see the snow-white collar, and against the collar, there was a slightly rolling outline of the Adam's apple.

Yannian took a deep breath and straightened up slowly.

"Jiang Beiyuan!"