Yan Nian has been observing Jiang Beiyuan's face, watching the crease between his brows softening little by little, and suppressing a smile. He really has a child's temper, and a man who is almost thirty still needs to be coaxed.
"I think your brother doesn't want to cause trouble to you, but now your parents are in Ningcheng, and your mother... Well, I don't tell you, but you know it well. She lives with your father now. If your brother moves Once it’s over, it’s over. The dining table is noisy, the living room is noisy, and the sofa is noisy all day long. Your dad must be as big as one and three!”
"Your dad, your dad," Jiang Beiyuan said a little sullenly, "You said you're addicted?"
"Okay, okay, it's our dad, okay!"
Yan Nian hurriedly stretched out her arms to pat his heart, then came close to his ear and bit her. Her eyebrows arched and her voice was soft and sweet, "Brother Jiang Ting is the best, don't be angry."
She doesn't often call him brother Jiang Ting.
Once in a while, the damage is endless.
Jiang Beiyuan lost his temper, and with one long arm, he scooped her up from behind and onto his lap.
The light falls on this delicate little face. Her milky skin is like fine bone china. She has always been beautiful. Her eyebrows are vivid and cunning, like a pearl. It is because she has many evil ideas that she looks smart.
Jiang Beiyuan touched her face with his gentle palm.
No matter how many times I see this face, I never get tired of it. No matter how many times I see it, my heart will throb.
"My focus now is you."
His voice is clean and crisp.
"I will deal with the irrelevant people as soon as possible."
Irrelevant people
Yan Nian was completely confused.
Could it be that in Jiangbeiyuan's heart, his brother is an insignificant person
The latter ignored the confusion in her eyes, clasped her wrist with his long knuckles, leaned down to kiss her.
The sound of "gulu gulu" suddenly sounded out of place.
Yan Nian rubbed his belly and smiled awkwardly at him, "Teacher Jiang, let's cook first, and then slowly flirt after eating!"
He smiled, maybe he couldn't help laughing, he just tasted it briefly and then let go of the nephrite in his arms.
"Your husband will go cook now and wait patiently."
"okay."
Yan Nian sat in Jiangbeiyuan's seat, playing with the pen on his desk.
He has been using this pen for a long time. He has always been a nostalgic person and will use many things for a long time.
"This pen has a sense of age. Teacher Jiang, wouldn't you consider replacing it with a new one?"
Jiang Beiyuan glanced at it and hummed softly, "It was given to me by a teacher I had a good relationship with in college. I'm too tired to change it after using it. If Mrs. Jiang wants it, I can give it to you."
"Hey, I didn't say I wanted it!"
"Give it to you."
After saying these words, Jiang Beiyuan went out to cook.
Yan Nian played with the pen, but he laughed so much that his stomach hurt.
Suddenly, she remembered that she and Jiang Beiyuan were shopping a long time ago. She briefly touched a piece of clothing, and Jiang Beiyuan bought it for her without saying a word. In fact, she didn't like that dress at all.
Doesn't it matter whether he likes it or not, as long as she touches it, he will give it to her
…
Yan Nian went to the flower shop the next day. She came back at noon. There were no pink roses in the flower shop. She came back to get some emergency supplies from her flower room.
Before leaving, she thought of the pen Jiangbeiyuan gave her last night.
She remembered that she took it from the study to the bedroom and put it on the table.
However, I searched from beginning to end and couldn't find it.
Jiang Beize happened to be at home, so Yan Nian asked him if he had seen the pen.
Jiang Beize's eyes averted twice and he shook his head, "Sister-in-law, I didn't see it..."
"Oh, forget it, I'll just talk to your brother later."
Yan Nian hurried back, took the pink roses and left without spending any more time looking.
That night.
After it was over, Yan Nian lay on someone's body and played with the ring on his left ring finger.
His hands have distinct joints and long knuckles. Although they have many bones, they feel good to the touch.
Jiang Beiyuan let her touch her hand, and his other hand stroked her smooth back from top to bottom, which also felt good.
Yan Nian turned Jiang Beiyuan's ring twice, and suddenly said "Huh?" twice, as surprised as if he had discovered a new world, "There are letters on your ring, a Y and an N. Are they my and your names?"
(End of chapter)