after an hour.
The afternoon light gradually moved towards the white bed, making it bright and dazzling.
Yan Nian frowned in his sleep.
The next second, his broad shoulders turned sideways, blocking all the light from her.
Yan Nian's brows stretched subconsciously.
Jiang Beiyuan felt happy, stretched out his hand to cover her Qingmei eyebrows, and gently rubbed it twice.
Seeing that she was sleeping peacefully, his hand gradually moved down, stroking her smooth and delicate face and her full lips.
He came over and took a peck.
"I love you."
He said lowly and magnetically.
Why do you love her so much
Just looking at her like this makes me feel so satisfied and happy.
I'm so afraid that she will leave me.
But he definitely won't leave her.
Otherwise he would die, he thought.
"I should have been a part of your body in my previous life. Wife, I can't live without you."
Jiangbeiyuan said.
Yan Nian slept peacefully.
When you are pregnant and tired, you tend to fall asleep easily.
"I love you, love you, love you so much."
Jiang Beiyuan looked at her affectionately when he felt the urge to confess.
After talking for about twenty minutes, he stopped talking, covered her with a quilt considerately, got out of bed, and quietly left Yan Nian's office.
He also wanted to go to the supermarket to buy groceries, and wanted to buy an old hen. He planned to make some chicken soup for her to replenish her health in the evening.
He found that she was too tired.
Yan Nian didn't wake up until almost four o'clock.
It was a very comfortable sleep.
She hadn't taken a nap in a long time.
The other side of the bed was deserted, but there was a note on the table.
The vigorous and familiar handwriting penetrates the back of the paper:
"Daughter-in-law, come back tonight to eat chicken."
Yan Nian was stunned.
When did Jiangbeiyuan start playing chicken
She can't play computer games when she's pregnant.
Thinking about it, I folded the note up at random, and then I saw another line of words at the back.
"Your husband will make chicken soup for you, I guarantee it will be delicious!"
Yan Nian: "..."
It turns out to be this chicken.
How funny.
She put the note away.
There is a book on the table.
It's a thick book, but it's quite small in length and width and can be held in one hand.
Jiang Beiyuan should have fallen behind.
Yan Nian took it and flipped through a few pages.
My jaw dropped in shock.
"Holy shit,,,"
"Damn it,"
"Fuck, fuck, your mother Jiang Beiyuan,"
Where did he get this little shabby book? !
Let's see how she educates him when she goes back at night!
"Mr. Yan, you have finally come out."
The secretary looked at Yan Nian who finally came out of the office and was so excited that he almost cried.
"I've postponed your meeting for two hours. When do you think it will start?"
"Ah?! I've already forgotten about this. Why didn't you call me earlier!"
"Mr. Jiang didn't let me call you. He said he would let you sleep until you wake up naturally."
"Okay, okay, let's go to the meeting."
Yan Nian hurriedly walked to the conference room.
"Mr. Yan."
The receptionist ran up and came to see Yan Nian. He was very anxious and said, "An unknown number has called you several times and said it wants to see you."
"Who?"
"I don't know, it's a woman. She just asked you to go visit the grave."
Grave sweeping
Yan Nian narrowed his eyes slightly.
Good guy, that woman even came to the company for tracking.
"Don't worry about her. If she calls again, just hang up."
After Yan Nian finished speaking, he went to the meeting.
The meeting was important now, so she wouldn't be distracted by irrelevant people.
When did she become so calm? If it were before, she would have been so anxious when faced with this kind of thing. This was all Jiang Beiyuan's subtle influence on her.
Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black, that's it.
(End of chapter)