Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"When have I been in love with her? Hmm?"

"Got it, I was kidding!"

Seeing Jiang Beiyuan took it seriously, Yannian spit out her tongue.

"I met Xu Anqing's boyfriend before."

It seems to be called Cheng Yi.

It is not very good-looking, but it is very good-looking, and it is very good to Xu Anqing.

"Dad, the wedding is marriage, right? Can I go?"

Dachi looked at Jiang Beiyuan with joy.

Jiang Beiyuan doesn't like extravagance, he doesn't want his son to be exposed to the media.

"You are not allowed to go, I will send you to Xu Kuangjie's place tomorrow."

"Ah! Don't dad!!"

Jiang Qingchi is not afraid of the sky, but he is afraid of Xu Kuangjie.

I don't know why, anyway, I'm afraid.

When Dachi was over a hundred years old, Xu Kuangjie came naturally, and the child cried when he saw him.

So that Xu Kuangjie was so frustrated that day.

He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a burly figure. He is a handsome guy, isn't it ugly?

But it was obviously the same, so Da Chi was not afraid of He Huaiguang.

Ding Baoyi said that children are psychic.

He Huaiguang has rescued the child twice, and he is the godfather of Dachi. He must have a good relationship with Dachi.

...

At about 8 o'clock the next day, Jiang Beiyuan drove the car out of the garage, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In the past two years, Jiang Beiyuan didn't drive Aston Martin very much. Yannian asked him why. The latter said lightly that the speed was too slow and he drove aggrieved.

Yan Nian was sitting in the passenger seat, panicking with something in his butt, and when he picked it up, it was a small jewelry box.

A crystal bracelet lay impressively inside.

A few days ago, while shopping with Jiang Beiyuan, Yannian said casually. This bracelet is really beautiful!

Unexpectedly, he actually bought it!

"Thanks husband!"

He put his arm around the neck of the man beside him, and kissed his perfect profile.

Three years of marriage.

But he still responded to her everything as before, and everything went well.

Jiang Beiyuan sighed, turned his eyes and pecked her lips, touched her forehead, "Sit down, I'm afraid I can't help it."

"Oh……"

Yan Nian angrily sat back in the co-pilot.

"Wear it for you?"

"I can wear it myself."

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't speak, and arbitrarily pulled her slender wrist, tied the pure crystal to her left wrist. The crystal texture was clear, reflecting her long and white hands.

"Now, is it good-looking?!"

Yannian admires her hand, white, with distinct joints.

In the past two years, she has also paid attention to her figure. She has been shaping since she was pregnant, and her body has not been out of shape.

Jiang Beiyuan drove with one hand, but said nothing.

"What are you laughing at?"

He was still so ecstasy when he laughed, and the curve of his chin was clear and clean.

"Your husband is thinking, you girl should be the blessing of cultivation in the last life, in this life you find a good man like me."

"Oh, Teacher Jiang is really narcissistic! Apart from you, I also have many people who want to be fine! I'm only 26 this year!"

"There can be no better than me." Jiang Beiyuan snorted, displeased.

The most annoying for her to mention age, with a hint of meaning.

"Who said, I still have a son, even if you don't want me, it is enough for me to have a son!"

"My son will start a family and have his own family. Only my husband can spoil you for a lifetime."

"That's not enough, are you still willing to spoil others?"

Yan Nian looked at him straightforwardly, the gentle-looking man, thirty-two years old, was still a stunning beauty among thousands of miles of red dust.

The sun was shining violently and diagonally, reflecting his delicate brow and eye folds.

Scourge.