Jiang Wei tried to push his hand on her back away, but he suddenly made a strong hug and hugged her tightly: "I don't mind using practical actions to dispel your doubts about 'that' right now..."
Her panic melted into the ensuing lingering kiss.
When Lu Zheng untied her belt lightly, this scene flashed in his mind: at a certain time, at a certain season, a certain little girl sneakily put a rose into his mailbox, but after she ran away, she wanted it again. Reluctantly looking back at the rose branch, it seemed that the crystal dew carried her affection.
That morning, the flowers bloomed just in time...
"Half-Happy, Half-Love" episode because he is Jiang Yunan
On a rare weekend, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang gathered in the newly renovated theater for two to watch a European literary film. Mrs. Jiang stared intently, but Mr. Jiang, whose legs were used as a pillow by his wife, was not interested. After thinking about it, he said, "Peel me an apple."
Without even raising his head, Yanliang reached out and took an apple from the fruit basket on the coffee table and threw it to him.
She refuses to peel an apple, so... "Peel a grape." Is this all right
Mrs. Jiang reached out to grab the grapes, but found that the grapes could not be reached, so she simply resumed the posture with her arms crossed, pretending not to hear, and continued watching the movie.
Mr. Jiang began to regret that building such a theater at home was definitely the worst decision he had ever made in his life. It was an old-fashioned film, and now he couldn't turn off the utterly boring movie with the remote.
Mrs. Jiang was moved when she saw it, when suddenly someone pinched her chin and turned her face away.
Jiang Yunan looked down at her, his face was just above her. "I'm a patient, and that's how you bully patients?"
Yanliang shook her head, and found that she couldn't shake his hand pinching her chin, but she didn't care about it at all: "First, it's been half a year since you left the hospital; second, I saw your follow-up visit this month According to the report, there is no sign of recurrence at all. Mr. Jiang, why do you still have the nerve to call yourself a patient?"
As if to cover up his guilty conscience, Jiang Yunan raised his eyebrows in disdain. The voice of the heroine in the movie became excited, reminding Yanliang that the excitement is coming, and he pulled his hand away without any explanation, and turned to watch the movie again: "Don't disturb me watching the movie , it's exciting."
But as soon as the actress's face on the screen flashed past Yan Liang's eyes, the next second she was turned back by him. This time his hand was clasped extremely tightly, she never thought that he could get rid of it so easily.
"I managed to turn off all the work and stay at home, not to watch movies with boiled water."
His pointing gaze went down her neck, almost looking into her collar, but such an obvious hint only resulted in her tightening the neckline fiercely.
"Come on, you are the manager I hired. As a boss, I don't feel tired. If you work for me, what right do you have to be tired?"
Seeing her domineering look, Jiang Yunan pinched her nose and twisted: "You're done, you hand over Unique to other professional managers, come here to open a small shoe store, follow this mode of operation Go on, and I won't be able to sell a few pairs of shoes a year. If it weren't for the fact that you are my wife, I would condescend to sell high-heeled shoes for you? What about you? Transferring to Unique to work for you keeps me busy."
Mrs. Jiang shrugged uselessly: "Opening a shoe store is just to satisfy my hobby of designing shoes, and I don't expect it to make money for me. Besides, if it weren't for Secretary Li, we might still be estranged from each other now. He After helping you so much, you still have the nerve to just let him be a secretary? If I give him a promotion and a salary increase, it is tantamount to paying back the favor for you."
She was so focused on talking that she forgot to hold on to the neckline for a while, and Mr. Jiang was no longer satisfied with his eyes, and slowly reached into her neckline with his hand.
In the next second, his hands were mercilessly slapped away.
"If you don't let me do that, I won't let you do that." Mrs. Jiang gave him no room for negotiation.
Jiang Yunan understood the words that ordinary people couldn't understand in a second, and stroked his forehead helplessly: "I don't want a baby, and I'm also worried about the genetic problem of this disease, but this can't be the reason for you to let me suppress my normal physiological needs."
"When the baby reaches your age, technology will be very advanced." Yan Liang couldn't stand his cliché, raised her hand and tapped the tip of his nose, "Old, ancient, Dong!"
Jiang Yunan grabbed her fingertips, picked her up with the other hand, and pecked her lips loudly: "Do you really want a child so much?"
There is absolutely no need to watch this movie, Yanliang sighed, and put his arms around his neck: "You and I are people who have never felt the warmth of a family since childhood, don't you want to have a real family of three? Think about it Look, we can go to a parent-teacher meeting for our child, we can participate in parent-child activities at school with him, if it’s a girl, we can buy her a room full of skirts; if it’s a boy, we can take him to travel around the world. That’s it I grew up with him year after year, and eventually he had his own family, and we grew old quietly."
What a beautiful blueprint...
His expression was somewhat sad, his eyebrows were lowered, as if he was really imagining, but at the end he laughed and shook his head: "I'm so happy, I dare not think about it."
Yan Liang teased him: "When did you become so timid?"
Jiang Yunan picked up the apple in his hand and knocked her on the head: "Now that I have you, this is the ultimate happiness I have ever imagined. This is not timidity, this is contentment."
At this moment, Yan Liang really felt sorry for him, his cautiousness and carefulness made her feel very uncomfortable, but it is one thing to be distressed, but it is another thing to stick to the bottom line: "It doesn't matter, don't touch me if you don't want children."
Jiang Yunan regained consciousness from some negative emotions, appreciating the serious and delicate appearance of this woman in front of him, his mood immediately improved: "What will happen if I touch it?"
"Touched for a while..."
Mrs. Jiang's unspoken threatening words fell into Mr. Jiang's sovereign kiss.
But no matter how fast he took off her clothes, it couldn't be as fast as she could put them back on. When Mr. Jiang finally pinned the woman to the ground in front of the big screen, she had just successfully put her home clothes back on.
The big screen on one side cast mottled light and shadows in each other's eyes, Jiang Yunan was completely defeated, and pressed her forehead, softly: "My wife..."
Yanliang panted heavily, it was a fierce battle just now, his clothes were almost taken off by him, fortunately, even though she was breathless by his kiss, she still remembered to stick to the line of defense, even though she was at the bottom and he was at the top, but Obviously, in this contest, Mrs. Jiang had already gained the upper hand. After taking a breather, Yanliang glared at him triumphantly: "Don't be cute to me, it's useless to call me ancestor. If you don't let me do that, I won't let you do that .”
After Mrs. Jiang said this sentence more than 365 times, the little lion quietly began to conceive in Mrs. Jiang's body.
Knowing that Mrs. Jiang was pregnant, Mr. Jiang really didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
"You are such a terribly persistent woman."
Yanliang thought he was praising her.
"If you really didn't love me at all back then, I believe that with your personality, I would definitely die at your hands, and die a miserable death."
Yan Liang frowned: "Don't be old and dead, talk about it, it's not good for prenatal education."
Mrs. Jiang frowned and stared at him, but when she lowered her head and touched her belly, she immediately changed into a soft expression: "Baby, don't listen to your father, your father is talking nonsense."
Looking at her like this, Jiang Yunan couldn't help but become sincere: "It's only two months old, how could it be possible to do prenatal education?"
Even so, he couldn't help but reach out and cover his wife's abdomen. It was still very flat there, and it didn't feel like a little life was already growing.
Mr. Jiang's so-called "bad deeds" became part of Mrs. Jiang's preschool education after the child was born. Mr. Jiang has been protesting against this, but unfortunately the protest has never been effective.
"Son, if mom hadn't fought for a whole year, your dad wouldn't have planned to give birth to you now." Mrs. Jiang had said this in front of him countless times.
Jiang Yunan had just returned home from get off work, and as soon as he entered the nursery, he saw Yan Liang telling a story to the child. He stood by the door and listened for a while, before he tiptoed close to Mrs. Jiang who was unaware until he picked up his arms and hugged her from behind. Then he bent his knees and hugged him horizontally, only to be belatedly screaming again and again.
"Put me down!" Yan Liang leaned close to his ear, although she gritted her teeth angrily, she lowered the volume on purpose. [Flower/Fei/Snow/Hand/Hit]
Fortunately, the child had already been lulled to sleep, otherwise she would be frightened into tears by her screams, and would have to rush back and forth to coax her.
"What anti-father thoughts have you instilled in the little lion again? Huh?" Jiang Yunan smiled and bit the tip of her nose.
In fact, he knew better than anyone else that this woman would scold him to the child only in front of him. She might find it interesting, just as he thought it was very interesting to scare her unexpectedly every time.
"You know your son's temper. He's just a little lion. He's making such a fuss that even the nanny can't do anything about him. The last time Aunt Liang came back from New Zealand to see him, he kept making troubles, which made the old man's heart beat agitated. Yes. Mr. Jiang, you can do me a favor and don't wake him up, okay?"
Her subdued appearance was very helpful to Jiang Yunan, he put her down, came to the crib, and carefully kissed his son's forehead.
Although the son was sleeping soundly, his little hands immediately put on a defensive posture, clawing at the void with open teeth and claws. Jiang Yunan looked at it and laughed silently: It really is a little lion with a very strong attack power...
Yan Liang also watched from the side, and even teased his son's hand with his fingertips, but the father of the child grabbed his finger within a few moments of teasing, and he hugged him horizontally again in the blink of an eye.
This time Yanliang didn't scream, and obediently hugged the child's father's neck.
Jiang Yunan hugged her tightly and went out, raised his foot to hook the door of the baby room.
The nanny and aunt were both active on the first and second floors. Jiang Yunan carried her back to the master bedroom on the third floor, as if he had returned to the world of two people. Before closing the door, he buried his head in her neck and sniffed: "Chang body wash?"
Very refreshing light fragrance.
"I changed a brand of shower gel for my son, and I tried it first."
"I want to try too."
"It's in the bathroom of the master bedroom, the yellow bottle."
Yanliang was about to struggle to get out of his embrace as she said that, but in the end she only got him a light kiss on her face and lips.
"Let's take a shower together." Jiang Yunan couldn't help but hugged her and walked to the bathroom.
"Mr. Jiang, Boss Jiang, I'm really tired." She might be really tired, otherwise she wouldn't be rubbing his forehead like this coquettishly on his collarbone.
Put her back on the bed, go into the bathroom alone, and come out after a simple shower. At this time, Mrs. Jiang has already fallen into a deep sleep. Jiang Yunan sat on the edge of the bed, flicking her eyelashes.
Like her son, she has a bad temper and frowns even when she is asleep. Jiang Yunan smiled and kissed her on the lips, and uncontrollably stroked her calves that were bent together upwards.
My wife's skin is fine all over, white and soft, but there is a scar left by the caesarean section on her abdomen. Although her figure has recovered, this scar is a medal. This woman, for him, is so brave.
At the beginning, he approached full of lies, but now he still has so much happiness... Jiang Yunan gave up the idea of waking her up, tucked her quilt up, got up and left.
I went into the nursery and planned to see my son, but unexpectedly my son woke up. He didn't cry or make trouble when he saw him, and just looked at him with his dark round eyes.
The child's eyebrows and eyes resemble him, the shape of nose and lips resembles Yanliang, and he has inherited all the selected genes. Looking at each other, Jiang Yunan suddenly thought that every time Yanliang brought his son, his son would want to cry to the sky, but when he saw him, every time The time was quiet and quiet. Could it be that the child already knew that Yanliang would coax him at such a young age, and as a father, besides coaxing his wife, he probably won't coax anyone else in his life
That's why the child treats them differently...
Jiang Yunan was amused by his wild ideas, when the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in: "Sir, dinner is ready."
"Has the lady eaten?"
"My wife has been busy putting Leo to sleep before, so I didn't have time to eat."
"When my wife wakes up later, I'll eat with her."
The housekeeping aunt has always known that he loves his wife, but she just has to wait until the wife wakes up naturally, and the food is probably cold early.
"Sir, you should eat first."
"No need, I happen to have some documents to read." After talking to the housekeeping aunt, Jiang Yunan lowered his head and said to his son, "Little lion, don't wake up mom, you know?"
The son blinked, and Jiang Yunan took it as his consent.
Yan Liang - I slept until after twelve o'clock in the evening.
The lights in the corridor were all dimmed, only the bright light was overflowing from the gap in the study door, Yanliang pushed the door and went in, and really saw Boss Jiang reading at night with the lamp on.
"What are you looking at?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yunan looked up, only to find that she was standing by the door, beckoning her to go over.
When Yanliang came to the table, he simply sat on the armrest of his chair, Jiang or Nan naturally switched to the other hand to hold the pen, and wrapped his arms around her waist to prevent her from slipping off the armrest.
Yanliang flipped through the documents on the table, turned her head to look at him in surprise, as if she didn't know him at all.
"As for being so surprised?" Jiang Yunan raised his eyebrows.
Unique's annual income is good, which is absolutely expected by Yanliang. But the performance of the shoe company is so good, Yan Liang is overjoyed: "Didn't you say that the business data is poor?"
Jiang Yunan put on a look of surprise: "So Mrs. Jiang believes so deeply in what I said?"
Yanliang wrinkled his nose at him, lowered his head and continued to flip through the documents, while Jiang Yunan was in charge of asking for credit: "How about it? Hiring me as a manager, isn't it good enough and cheap enough?"
Yanliang looked at this manager with zero annual salary, thinking in his heart, is this not just good quality and low price? It is simply worthless.
Before tonight, Yanliang thought that she was the only designer in the company, and he was only obliged to help manage the small workshop named after her name Elaine, but obviously things were not what she imagined. What have I missed during my years as a housewife
Yan Liang's shock was written in her eyes: "How did you do it?"
"It seems that you are completely awake?" He answered irrelevantly, stroking her cheek lightly and heavily.
Yanliang looked at him in disbelief, then looked down at the file again, this time, Jiang Yunan slammed the folder shut: "Why don't we make a deal?"
"What?"
Jiang Yunan brought her to the table as soon as he got up, and with a finger, he pulled away Mrs. Jiang's nightgown belt: "You satisfied me, I will tell you the answer."
Yanliang looked at the belt that had been pulled down to the ground by him, and asked: "Can I not agree?" But her hands had already cut the back of his neck backwards, and she looked up at his eyes. It is also clearly ambiguous.
Jiang Yunan accepted her refusal, took off her nightgown, and the answer was obviously: "No..."
The wall clock in the study quietly moved towards two o'clock in the morning.
Satisfied, Jiang Yunan took his angry wife off the desk, picked up the nightgown that fell on the floor, put it on for her, and whispered in her ear: "The answer is very simple, because I am Jiang Yunan. .”