Guan Hai: "..."
Yan Nian fiercely dragged Jiangbeiyuan out.
When she reached the door, she let go and looked at him.
"Are you a tracker? You follow me wherever I go??"
"Can't I just pass by?"
"Oh, can you go after buying flowers?"
"You also come with me." He said every word.
"No, it's my first day here to work. The boss lady is Ding Baoyi's cousin. I can't embarrass Ding Baoyi."
"That man keeps looking at you, and I don't like it."
He was a little sulky, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were slightly gloomy.
Yan Nian patted his forehead speechlessly, "Jiang Beiyuan... don't worry, your wife is not as charming as you, and she doesn't have as many romances as you. I'm safe here, and they won't do anything to me."
"Then I'm jealous, okay?"
He took her hand, held it domineeringly, and wrapped it in his coat pocket.
"I miss you, I'm jealous, I want you to stay with me, I want you to go home and live there, is that okay?"
"you… "
Yan Nian was speechless.
She couldn't refuse Jiang Beiyuan who talked about love every time.
His thin lips moved slightly, and every word he spoke was very natural and sincere. His crimson lips were very clean, without any impurities at all.
In the dry winter, her mouth would sometimes become flaky and she would need to apply lip balm. However, Jiang Beiyuan's mouth would not be flaky all year round without lip balm, except when she bites her.
"Ahem."
Yan Nian felt a little shameless.
In broad daylight, I was thinking about all kinds of random things in my mind, it was really killing me.
She pushed him, turned around and coughed twice, the tips of her ears were red, "I, I get off work at five o'clock, I'll tell you after I get off work!"
After saying that, he hurried in.
Jiang Beiyuan sat in the car and waited for her silently.
The long street of smoke and scenery is surrounded by busy pipes and strings.
A blue glass window away, he could see her through the window, but she couldn't see him.
Yan Nian knew that Jiang Beiyuan had not left in the car, and even knew that he must be looking at her.
Even if she couldn't see his face clearly, she was sure of it.
So I couldn’t calm down all the time.
With him around, it was difficult for her to be calm and quiet. She was pricked on her hands by rose thorns several times, making her angry and annoyed.
Jiang Beiyuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he got out of the car without saying a word, walked into the store again, walked up to her, and took the rose she picked on.
"If you do anything else, your husband will pick on you."
Yan Nian shook his head: "No, your hand can make up to a million dollars every minute."
Jiang Beiyuan wouldn't let her get close to the bouquet of roses, "You are not as important as millions, do you understand?"
Yan Nian was finally speechless.
This is the first time Jiangbeiyuan has pulled out a thorn.
His brows were knitted together, his face was cold, and his expression was more serious than when he had the surgery.
He was pricked several times after pulling it out several times. Yan Nian looked distressed and went to get a band-aid and put a band-aid on each of his fingers.
"Just go ahead and stop doing it!"
"Men have rough skin and thick flesh, so it won't hurt if you prick them twice."
He looked into her eyes and said this, with the deepest eyes but the clearest heart.
"that… "
Guan Hai came over, broke the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, then scratched his hair and said to Jiang Beiyuan:
"Actually, you can just use tweezers to pull it out without using your hands."
After speaking, he handed over a pair of tweezers.
Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch. He reached out and took the tweezers out of breath.
(End of chapter)