Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jing Tong couldn't help biting his lip, his eyebrow twisted slightly.

Jiang Yu kept paying attention to her expression. Upon seeing his movement, he stopped immediately, and his throat slipped. He asked hoarsely, "Does it hurt?"

Jing Tong looked at the man with a slightly dignified look, not knowing why he suddenly felt a little funny, and besides the funny, there was a bit of indescribable distress and soft emotions in his heart.

This man really cares about her...

Thinking of this, she clasped her hands a little and leaned into the man's ear and said softly, "Fortunately..."

The voice is gentle and charming.

These two words are no different from Jiang Yu's kind of amnesty.

He breathed heavily and finally no longer had to restrain himself.

...

The spring in the room was boundless.

In the living room downstairs, He Xiangjun handed over the guests to her husband to entertain and took the fruit tray to the second floor to find his son and daughter-in-law. Although she didn’t want to disturb the relationship between the two, it was just that she hadn’t seen her son for too long. There were always things to discuss with him, such as the wedding of the two. Although the person in charge of public relations was in charge, she wanted to be a mother. Is it okay to insert a kick?

At the age of He Xiangjun, the work is smooth and the life is comfortable, so there is still a hobby that loves to join in the fun~

She guessed that Jiang Yu mostly took his wife to his own room, so she went to the room where Jiang Yu was without hesitation and stood at the door. She just raised her hand to knock, but she heard a vaguely An unusual sound.

He Xiangjun's gesture immediately stopped, she listened for a while, her expression was a little weird.

Listening to the voice of my wife, it is joy and pain...

He Xiangjun didn’t understand anything. She felt funny and annoyed. She was a dead boy, knowing that he had just opened the meat when he was on his head, but she finally invited her daughter-in-law. No one had time to speak private words, and Jing Tong was dominated by the dead boy.

He Xiangjun held the fruit tray for a while and listened to the corner. She was sure that her son should be quite brave. She was very satisfied. She turned her eyes and suddenly put the fruit tray in the ground. Then Shi Shiran went downstairs.

Seeing the banquet come to an end, He Xiangjun and Jiang Cheng politely sent away their relatives and friends. Of course, the relatives had to ask Jiang Yu and Jing Tong. He Xiangjun always answered with "the two have left in advance".

Finally, all the guests were sent away. He Xiangjun was almost tired and almost spread out on the chair. Jiang Cheng poured her a glass of water. "

The son has always been supervised by the old man and has little respect for Jiang Cheng. Of course, the relationship between the father and the son is still good. Jiang Cheng is also happy to be a friend with his son. By the way, Jiang Cheng's boss was upset.

He Xiangjun took the water from his husband and drank it. He glanced in a direction on the second floor: "No, he and Jingtong are in his room."

Jiang Cheng frowned: "That can't help but come down, relatives have just asked, how should he..."

Before he finished, he saw his wife's slightly teasing smile and suddenly realized.

He couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Stinky kid."

The couple sat on the sofa and rested while waiting, but when the servant had been cleaned up by the yard again, there was no movement on the second floor.