Chapter 279

Song Yarong is the kind of person who looks good in the past at a glance, but still feels good again. The more she looks, the more she feels that the facial features have a kind of beauty of expressing affection.

The most lovely thing is that when you are angry, your face bulges up like a bun, but there is little meat on your body, which is evenly distributed.

After being watched by Jin Beihan for a long time, song Yarong was a little flustered: "uncle, what are you looking at?"

"Well, serving people with color, that's right."

With a smile, Jin Beihan goes to the French window, closes the curtain, and turns down the bright light in the room. Looking at Song Yarong's stunned eyes, he has a strong smile.

Hook hands at Song Yarong and signal her to come.

Jin Beihan holds song Yarong in his arms and goes directly to bed.

"Uncle, what are you going to do..." before Song Yarong finished, he was oppressed by Jin Beihan

After getting up in the morning, song Yarong was dragged to the bathroom. The man squeezed the toothpaste for her and put it in her mouth. It was very hard, so she had to brush her teeth.

Song Yarong wakes up for two seconds, nods, and begins to brush her teeth.

Washing face is a man's hands, but not before so gentle, while washing face when pinch a few her face: "nothing to say to me?"

"Uncle, didn't she say that she would come back with me? When this competition is over, I will come back with you."

Song Yarong takes the man's wrist seriously. Although her hand is too small to circle the man's wrist, song Yarong still tries to catch him.

Jin Beihan's eyes were slightly heavy. Looking at her with a serious face, he sighed: "sooner or later, I will become a fatuous king."

"Hey, hey."

Song Yarong understood what he meant, and put a good morning kiss on it with a smile. It took them a long time to get out of the bathroom.

After looking for a casual dress, song Yarong turned her head and saw that the man was wearing the same color as herself. She was a little surprised: "how did you wear this suit?"

"Why not?"

Song Yarong's face suddenly turned red. When she was cleaning up her clothes, she specially showed her clothes to the man. Among them, three sets of clothes were for lovers with the man's clothes. She thought Jin Beihan didn't notice at all. Unexpectedly, the man was really careful!

Jin North Cold mouth micro hook, "so careful machine is not enough to see."

"Uncle, you look bad when you smile like this. Do you know?"

Song Yarong couldn't help nodding at the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, I don't think so."

Jin Beihan raised his head slightly, showed his Adam's apple, touched it and tied his tie.

"Wait! Can I have a try? " Song Yarong blinked, a little curious.

The man let go of his hand and bent slightly to make it more convenient for her.

"Uncle, you look so tired. Come here."

Song Yarong is still holding a tie in her hand. She pulls the man to the bed and lets him sit on the bed. She kneels down in front of Jin Beihan and studies how to tie it seriously.

Jin Beihan took a look at the time, but he was very happy. He sat quietly and gradually began to lean back, with his hands facing back on the bed.

As soon as he lay back, song Yarong was about to move forward. Seeing that his body would be unable to support him, Jin Beihan suddenly raised his hand and held her in his arms. They lay down on the bed. It can be said that they were very scheming.

Song Yarong a Leng, quickly pat his shoulder, "fast good, get up acridine."

Jin Beihan didn't embarrass her, so he quickly sat up and kissed her. "Let's go."

Zuomu has been waiting outside, looking at Jin Beihan's neck tie method which is obviously different from usual, and looking at the president's calm appearance, silently thinking that his job has been robbed a little.

They came to the hotel hall. Everyone gathered here, ready to follow Su Yiran to her studio and listen to her explain some things.

Song Yarong naturally followed, but Jin Beihan couldn't follow this time.

"Where are you going?"

Suddenly, without Jin Beihan's company, song Yarong is a little flustered and doesn't know who to rely on.

"To talk about a contract, you and godmother together, I'll come to you when it's over."

Jin Beihan likes to see song Yarong so dependent on himself, but now some things are clearly separated. He pinches her face and asks her to follow Su Yiran.Other people are all blinded. Before, they didn't feel that the president is so numb and tender. It doesn't look like the real president!!

"Good."

Song Yarong loosened his hand and nodded, saying that he was very sensible.

The rest of them couldn't bear to look directly at each other. They could kill people with dog food.

You don't have to eat any more. You'll be killed by tons of dog food, OK!

Although Su Yiran is not very happy that song Yarong and Jin Beihan are together, because the difference between them is so big that she always has a kind of feeling that her daughter was abducted. In fact, there is nothing wrong with her. But now seeing that song Yarong is so dependent on him, Su Yiran is still relaxed.

Although Jin Beihan is older, she can protect song Yarong. Su Yiran knows that she has no position to separate them. After all, she has not been with song Yarong for more than ten years.

When Jin Beihan left, the other people suddenly surrounded him: "it's amazing!! Our Yarong has been pursued by the president! "

The red on Song Yarong's face immediately got up and coughed: "well, actually... It's not like that."

"When were you together? When did you see the right eye? When was the relationship established? Don't tell me that you haven't agreed yet. I don't believe what the president said is still pursuing. Just like you two are sticky, I don't believe that you haven't been together for a while! "

Wan Shanshan's series of questions stunned song Yarong for a few seconds. She couldn't laugh or cry: "which one do you want me to answer first?"

"Every one!"

"Well... The story starts a long time ago."

Song Yarong tries to make up a story, but he doesn't want to let those bad things out, but he doesn't know how to start.

"Is it that when you take part in the competition, the president takes a fancy to you?"

"It's strange that you're talented and good-looking, isn't it?"

"It seems that we are good-looking, artistic and capable of doing anything. We are worthy of the president."

"What does it mean to be worthy of the president? That's obviously a good match, right? "

Several people talked about it, which made song Yarong not know what to say. Instead, she got some inspiration and nodded quickly: "it's just because of the competition. I don't remember the details. OK, let's go now."