Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Shen Youran stared at him with a cool expression in his eyes: "Let go!"

Ji Shaoheng held her hand, bowed her head and kissed on the back of her hand, the soft feeling was fleeting.

Shen Youran's heart filled with annoyance: "Ji Shaoheng, you--"

Ji Shaoheng released her hand and looked up at her with a smile: "Thank you sister-in-law."

Shen Youran retracted his arm and rubbed the place he had kissed, staring at him coldly.

Ji Shaoheng's smiled face was light and breezy: "Sister-in-law, you have been back to China for less than a year, have you even forgotten the etiquette abroad?"

She said indifferently: "It was too sudden just now, and there was no reaction for a while."

She wasn't sure if Ji Shaoheng really thanked her with foreign etiquette, or took advantage of her opportunity.

She knew that if she replied that it was in the country, he would definitely say that he hadn't gotten used to it shortly after returning.

Ji Shaoheng looked at the sullen, but indifferent woman, and smiled: "Oh, is it? I thought my sister-in-law hated me."

Shen Youran said nothing, packed up her tableware, and went back upstairs to the room.

Ji Shaoheng took a bite from the dumplings. He never liked quick-frozen foods, but put down the tableware after only one bite.

A sound came from the door of the living room. He guessed that Ji Jinchuan was back. He picked up his chopsticks and ate it slowly. When the man entered the living room, he called out, "Brother."

Ji Jinchuan had just returned from the outside, holding a black coat on his arm, with the coldness of the night in his eyes, he nodded indifferently: "Not yet asleep?"

Ji Shaoheng smiled with satisfaction: "Sister-in-law just cooked me supper and went to bed after eating."

Ji Jinchuan loosened his tie, and looked up at him, a deep indifference revealed in his deep eyes: "Far away from her."

Ji Shaoheng's innocent face: "Brother said so? The servants have fallen asleep, and I won't do it, so the sister-in-law will help me cook a bowl. Will Brother even mind this?"

Ji Jinchuan said indifferently: "You know what I'm talking about."

Ji Shaoheng put down the tableware: "Brother, I have put it down for so many years, can't you still put it down?"

Ji Jinchuan looked at him expressionlessly, his sharp eyes seemed to see him through, his dark, dark eyes with a sense of oppression.

Ji Shaoheng looked at him frankly, and his lazy expression looked extraordinarily loose, making it impossible for him to accurately judge the truth of his words.

Ji Jinchuan narrowed his gaze, dropped the sentence "sleep early" and went upstairs. His steady steps faded on the stairs.

Looking at the back of the man on the stairs, the smile on Ji Shaoheng's face disappeared for a moment, and there was a gloom in Dan Feng's eyes.

Shen Youran didn’t lie down for long, and she hadn’t fallen asleep. Hearing that the bedroom door had been unscrewed, she sat up holding the quilt, and said softly, "Why did you come back so late?"

Ji Jinchuan pulled off his tie and said warmly: "I will be busy in the last week."

The night sleep lamp in front of the bed was only turned on in the room, and her white face was covered with a warm yellow: "Oh."

Ji Jinchuan snapped the incandescent lamp above his head, walked to the bed and sat down, pinching her jaw to cover her lips.

His tongue protruded into her mouth and turned around, tasted the sweet mint of toothpaste, and could not help but kiss.

His kiss came unprepared, she felt a little dazed for a moment, and she was about to respond, and he left her lips: "Just eat overnight?"

Shen Youran's crimson lips became more polished and lustrous, as if coated with a layer of honey juice: "Well, quick frozen dumplings, do you want to eat? There is still in the refrigerator, I'll cook it for you."