Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Beiyuan teased her sudden jealousy and twitched her mouth.

"Why do you think there are women's clothes?"

"Cut, don't prepare it for a little fairy!"

Otherwise she would cut him to death, beat him to death, and scratch him to death!

Jiang Beiyuan didn't answer Yannian's question, and dressed her for himself.

From sweaters to trousers to coats, he served her everything.

Yan Nian suddenly discovered that Jiang Beiyuan seemed to like to dress her very much, and felt embarrassed before. After all, it is his own business to wear clothes. Since I wear them more often, I have taken it for granted.

Like now, the hands he used to dress her were dishonest, Yannian hummed, didn't say much, let him wear her slowly.

It's finished.

From head to toe, it fits perfectly, not bad at all.

Jiang Beiyuan sat on the side of the bed, leaning slightly and looking at her, "Does Mrs. Jiang know which little fairy it is now?"

"Um... knowing how to buy new clothes for your wife is a good quality, and this quality must be maintained."

She got a good deal and still behaved. She pulled the zipper of her coat to the top, her neckline blocked half of her small face, and a pair of big bony eyes were turning leisurely.

Jiang Beiyuan couldn't help being handsome, and raised his hand to pinch the tip of her small nose.

"Wait here for a while."

Then I went out.

I don't know what to do.

Yannian lowered her head to put on her shoes, and just finished tying the shoelaces, Jiang Beiyuan came back with a plan in his hand.

This is a project she made.

The cover is marked.

"You can watch it tomorrow, it's too tired tonight."

"Oh……"

Yannian took it and flipped it twice.

There are six pages in total, and each page is marked with a blue pen.

That is what Jiang Beiyuan felt should be improved.

"Wow, you are so kind, you have marked me clearly, at a glance, so I can change it!"

The words of compliments are smooth.

What the husband and wife should boast about is to boast, otherwise, what are they doing?

Sure enough, this was right. The man who was praised had abnormally soft facial lines, "Is your husband the best?"

"amount……"

Yannian is a little embarrassed.

This person is too straightforward every time to be humble. She has to be so clear. It is not good for her to be too thick.

"Of course my husband is the best, Lang Yan is unique, there is no other in the world."

Jiang Beiyuan loves to hear these words very much.

He turned off the light in the lounge, leaving only a goose-yellow lamp, and then hugged the words on the bedside.

"Go home, Mrs. Jiang."

"I have my own legs, I will walk..."

"Knowing you are tired."

He lifted her up, her voice was low and low, and the low tone was extremely magnetic in the night.

"Employees leave work early, don't worry about being seen, don't worry."

"it is good……"

After Yannian said nothing, she quietly nestled in Jiang Beiyuan's arms, raised both hands, circled his neck, and rubbed his arms.

From her angle, she can only see Jiang Beiyuan's chin and thin crimson lips.

Very handsome and handsome.

Men who are gentle and considerate to women are simply the most handsome.

She is so satisfied with this husband!

until--

"Good boss!"

A mellow President Jiang suddenly rang in his ears, and the heart of Yannian called his heart beating suddenly, and for a moment he thought that he was hearing hallucinations.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look over and met Sui Tong's gaze.

Gee.

I don’t get off work so late, usually only the secretary!

Because the boss doesn't leave, how dare the secretary leave work!

But why the **** is such a coincidence?

Yannian hurriedly turned her face away and buried her face in Jiang Beiyuan's arms. The exposed pink ear tips rapidly warmed up, while using a small voice that only two people could hear, she said, "Quick, let me down, don't Your secretary misunderstood..."

Jiang Beiyuan turned a deaf ear.

His eyes calmly looked at Sui Tong, there was no panic in the depths of his eyes.

Sui Tong was a little embarrassed, raised his hand and scratched his ear awkwardly.

In the next second, I listened to Jiang Beiyuan calmly, "Sui Tong, this is the president's wife."