Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yan Nianwu went to bed, and also angrily turned his back to Jiang Beiyuan.

Two people back to back, separated by a large gap.

The more I think about it, the more angry.

Why are you doing this to her suddenly? !

Turned around and kicked him.

The latter did not respond.

It seems to have fallen asleep.

Yannian knew he was not asleep, and he was better at pretending to sleep.

"Hey, I want to see your phone!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan stretched his arms to rub the phone on the bedside, and handed it over.

He didn't hesitate at all.

Yan Nian knows his fingerprint password, 0725, her birthday.

After unlocking, I looked at his address book without saying anything. Well, there is no suspicious person.

Then read WeChat.

There is no suspicious person in WeChat, but his WeChat name has been changed to——

"Beiyuan's heart and mind"

Yan Nian was taken aback.

She kind of understands why Jiang Beiyuan's WeChat profile picture is the four hearts that remain unchanged for thousands of years.

His brain circuit is also gone.

"Give you back! Boring!"

He kicked him again and gave him the phone. The latter took it silently, threw it directly on the sofa, and then put the quilt on.

"Cut... well, you better be really tired, so tired every day!!"

Yannian lay down and covered herself with the quilt.

The silver-white moonlight fell on the ground, and she stared at the vast moon shadow on the ground.

The huge bedroom was instantly quiet.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't fall asleep at all, he kept listening to her movements with his ears up.

Because she didn't sleep, he couldn't sleep at all.

Was thinking about--

"Ouch!!"

Yan Nian screamed, Jiang Beiyuan sat up from the bed almost conditioned and looked over quickly.

Yannian sat on the floor, clutching her **** and yelling, her black eyes kept turning, and the little fox-like cunning that showed under her eyes was well hidden by her.

"Oh, it hurts me to death!!"

"young married woman!"

Jiang Beiyuan got off the bed, picked up the person from the ground with his bare feet, and hugged him to the bed distressedly.

"Where is it? Husband take a look."

"You bastard!"

Yannian pushed him unceremoniously.

"You don't need to be kind, just let me sleep on the floor! Anyway, I don't sleep honestly. If I don't fall now, I will fall later. If I can't fall, I will fall at dawn! Humph!"

When he finished speaking, he turned his head to face him with his butt, and rubbed hard in the direction of the bed, with the urge to continue falling.

An arm pulled her over without saying a word, into the middle of the bed.

Yannian struggled like a loach.

"do not move."

His clear, low voice came from above his head, rustling.

"Your husband doesn't have so much control over you."

"what??"

"Aunt Qiao told me to restrain, and I have been working hard these days."

Jiang Beiyuan sighed almost inaudibly, and Zhan Qing's chin rested on the top of her hair twice, a bit wronged.

"Tomorrow you are in danger, we will talk about it then."

"..."

Yannian reacted for a few seconds, and the reaction came. It turned out that Jiang Beiyuan became a monk because of this.

The silt in her heart disappeared. In fact, from the moment he picked her up from the floor without hesitation, she saw his distress and pity from under his eyes.

If a man loves you, it means he still cares about you.

that's enough.

"Well, I did it on purpose just now, I didn't actually fall painful, I just wanted to test you."

Yannian explained, and then grabbed his arm on her waist and wanted to remove it.