Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

to chat with?

What is there to talk about?

Yan Nian cleared her throat, and said the truth: "I don't want to talk to you."

In a word, Jiang Beiyuan said he had the urge to vomit blood, but he was patient, "How about your work today, tell me about it."

"Just like that, nothing fun."

"Is the work going well?"

"Soon."

"Why don't you ask where I went today?"

"Oh……"

Yannian responded slowly, following his words, "Where did you go today?"

Jiang Beiyuan's unfavorable attitude made Jiang Beiyuan really angry.

"Sit here and I will tell you!"

"What are you yelling at? You forgot that we were in the cold war, did you say something? What can I say?"

Yannian has never been a vegetarian.

What's more, the window paper has been pierced, and she will never be able to deceive herself and others.

"You give me an account of your ex-girlfriend first, and I will tell you that you can say anything at that time!"

Jiang Beiyuan's thin lips pressed hard.

He was sitting and she was standing, so he looked up at her face and could see clearly the stubbornness and stubbornness in her eyes.

"As a person without my ex-girlfriend, can't you?"

"No! I already have it, I want your account, your attitude!"

Yannian raised her chin slightly, her beautiful eyes bursting out with unwavering light.

"The attitude is..."

Jiang Beiyuan paused after speaking, and then let out a deep breath.

He squinted slightly, the goose-yellow light above his head shattered a golden halo on the top of his jet black hair, and his dark eyebrows all flickered.

"If I only treat you as a stand-in for my ex-girlfriend, then I don't have to be so good to you at all."

The words were taken aback.

"You... what do you mean?"

"Think for yourself!"

After Jiang Beiyuan finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the guest room.

Wanting to have a good chat with her, it looks like it's not working tonight, so why not be angry when she is angry.

Yannian stood there and heard the sound of closing the door. Then she came over in a daze, sneered, and said to herself...

"You do this every time. It's not clear what you want me to think... Am I a god? Really."

...

Yan Nian has a good night dream.

When I woke up the next day, I saw the black skirt on the bedside, which was cut into rags with scissors.

She was smashed in the head, and then reacted, clutching her clothes and walking aggressively to the next room.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open directly by her.

There was no one on the bed, and there was the sound of water splashing in the bathroom. Inside, Jiang Beiyuan was shaving, and his chin was stained with a circle of foam. He was shirtless and only wearing a pair of trousers, looking very sexy.

"Did you do it?!"

Yannian stood behind him and threw the broken skirt directly on the man's back, her face flushed with anger and flushing reflected in the mirror.

Jiang Beiyuan cleaned his face before turning around, his cold eyes were also filled with sullenness, "Yes, so what?"

"Jiang Beiyuan, are you ill? I have a good dress, what cut do you have to cut?!"

"I told you the day before yesterday that you are not allowed to wear short skirts to the company."

"Hehe, who will tell you? Why don't you let me wear it, I can't wear it! I have to listen to you for everything, right?!"

"Yes."

He responded word by word.