“…”
Jiang Beiyuan suppressed the cute expression on his face and finally came in. He took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He then opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of yellow peach flavored yogurt and took a few sips.
Yan Nian sat on the sofa holding the dog.
Condescendingly, the man standing behind her drank yogurt with an inexplicable resentment in his movements.
This resentment spread little by little, and the cold hair in Yan Nian's arms shivered, and he looked at Jiangbeiyuan in confusion.
Their eyes met, Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It's intentional, right?"
"No, I originally wanted to keep a dog at home!" Yan Nian hummed without looking back.
"I said it."
Golden Retriever: “…”
What happened to it
Just look at him.
"Oh~ Are you talking to a dog? Do you think it has become a spirit? Why don't you get closer?"
Yan Nian held back a smile and looked over. The tall man, 188cm tall, the ruthless CEO of the Jiang Group, was actually afraid of dogs.
Even a small dog is afraid.
If you tell me, you will really be laughed out of your mouth.
Jiang Beiyuan ignored the teasing in her eyes, threw away the yogurt he had only drank two mouthfuls of, turned around and walked towards the study.
He was angry.
"Jiangbeiyuan!"
Staring at his slender and straight back, Yan Nian snorted.
She didn't want him to be angry.
This was not the result she wanted.
"Why don't you come and sit for a while and chat with your wife?"
This conversation seemed familiar.
The latter paused on the spot, motionless, "I still have work to do."
"Okay, if you don't come over and sit down now, don't hold me to sleep tonight, don't hold me to sleep tomorrow night, and don't sleep the day after tomorrow."
Yan Nian carelessly stroked the golden retriever.
The next second I heard footsteps approaching.
Looking up again, what he saw was Jiang Beiyuan's gloomy handsome face, as resentful as a resentful woman.
"What do you want?"
He sat next to her, looking angry and cold.
"It's nothing, I just want you to hug it. It's very well-behaved and cute. It will never bite you!"
"Yan Nian!"
"Hey~ give it a hug. It's really cute. Look at how well-behaved it is. It doesn't make any noise or make trouble at all."
"Word-"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Nian stuffed the dog directly into Jiang Beiyuan's arms just like last time.
Last time it was such a big golden retriever, but this time the dog was smaller. It was obvious that he was a little afraid of Jiang Beiyuan, and he huddled in his arms without daring to move.
The little golden retriever suddenly raised his eyes and looked at this man. He was frightened by the cold air on his body, whimpered twice, and rubbed the clothes in front of him as if to please.
Jiangbeiyuan: "..."
Yan Nian laughed beside him, "Look, look, the golden retriever is very obedient and docile. He likes you, so he is willing to get close to you."
Jiangbeiyuan was still a little stiff at first.
But the dog in his arms was really well-behaved, and even trembled more than he did.
He finally let down his guard and vigilance little by little, feeling that his heartbeat was no longer so fast, and he no longer broke into cold sweats.
Subconsciously look at the instigator.
She is laughing.
The eyebrows are springy, clear and moving, three parts cunning and four parts cunning, like a little white fox.
"Are you satisfied?"
He looked doting and helpless.
Sometimes he really has no way to deal with this quirky girl.
"It's okay~"
Yan Nian cleared his throat and behaved despite getting an advantage.
Originally, she was quite angry with Jiang Beiyuan today, but now she is not so angry.
"From now on, this golden retriever will be part of our family. Congratulations, Mr. Jiang, on having a new dog son!"
Dog son
Jiangbeiyuan reluctantly curled his lips.
He couldn't laugh it off.
"Male or female?"
"Damn, I'm afraid you'll be jealous. How dare you buy a male!"
finally.
Her joking words brought a few warm smiles to the frost-covered face.
Jiang Beiyuan raised his hand and touched the golden retriever's head in his arms.
soft.
But he is not as soft-headed as his wife.
It always feels uncomfortable to the touch.
"what is it call?"
"ah?"
Yan Nian was stunned for a moment.
Has he accepted this dog
"I haven't chosen a name yet, otherwise..."
Yan Nianzhen thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers.
"How about calling me Tingting?"
She just finished speaking.
The man holding the dog suddenly stiffened.
(End of chapter)