Hearing this, Yan Nian quickly covered his fingers.
Like a mouse guarding butter, the baby is dying.
"Who says you don't want it? It looks very expensive, and you can get a good price if you sell it!"
Jiang Beiyuan snorted, "I dare you to give it a try."
“…”
When his eyes caught sight of the same ring on the ring finger of his left hand, Yan Nian felt relieved instantly.
The sweetness of these two days was like a dream. If she hadn't taken this step proactively, she would never have had such close contact with Jiang Beiyuan.
She only hoped that this dream could be longer and longer.
Better never to wake up.
…
Jiang Beiyuan and Yan Nian went back to take a plane. Neither of them was afraid of heights. Xu Kuangjie had something to do and couldn't come back for the time being.
Jiang Beiyuan bought business class, and Yan Nian resented him for wasting money.
He just smiled and said nothing more.
It was very quiet on the plane, and you could hear the engine sound as silent as water.
Yan Nian was lying on Jiang Beiyuan's lap, with her face facing his abdomen.
Jiang Beiyuan couldn't sleep, so he just lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly.
He saw that her eyebrows were low and smooth, and looked very soft when illuminated by the sun.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched her face. Her eyelashes trembled like fluttering butterfly wings.
Jiang Beiyuan slowly moved his palms and placed them under her eyelashes. With this posture, he could clearly feel the beating frequency of her long eyelashes.
He felt happy.
Such sweetness and intimacy seemed stolen and unreal.
The person in his arms was exhausted and sleeping sweetly. He leaned down and rubbed her temples until the warm scene was interrupted by the sweet voice of the stewardess.
"Sir, would you like coffee or green tea?"
This flight attendant had asked Jiang Beiyuan three times since boarding the plane, and every time she looked at Jiang Beiyuan with affectionate eyes.
Before Jiang Beiyuan could speak, Yan Nian woke up in his arms.
She hung on Jiang Beiyuan like a koala and shook her head at the stewardess, "My husband doesn't need anything, so don't ask him. Thank you."
The word "husband" was bitten hard by her, and her clear and beautiful eyes burst out with jealous light.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't speak the whole time, his eyes kept falling on Yan Nian.
The dissatisfaction and defense seeping from the corners of her eyes and brows fell into his eyes. This time, it was terribly real.
Jiang Beiyuan hugged the person in his arms tightly.
This might be a good start.
He hopes this start will last forever.
…
Back in Ningcheng, Yan Nian was ready to go back to the flower shop.
She hasn't been back for three days and misses her very much.
On the way to the flower shop, I called He Huaiguang. The latter said that he was at the flower shop and just asked Yan Nian to come directly.
Yan Nian smiled happily, "I'll be there in only fifty meters. You can pack up the flower shop quickly."
After hanging up the phone, I saw an old man in a suit lying on the ground in front of me, clutching his heart and breathing hard.
There were two young men in black clothes around him. One was supporting the old man and the other was talking on the phone.
Yan Nian walked over quickly.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
She is not a person who wants to meddle in other people's business, but because her flower shop is right in front of her, she still has to take care of what happens in front of her house.
But before she could get closer, one of the men in black stretched out his hand to block Yan Nian's face, "What are you going to do?"
Yan Nian: "..."
You are so fierce, do you think you are the boss of a gang
The old man sitting on the ground looked at Yan Nian and started to hiccup, "I have an asthma attack... hurry... give me medicine..."
(End of chapter)