Chapter 354

Lin An'an's words are like a sharp needle deeply pierced into Jiang muxiao's sensitive nerve.

He is relieved of Ruan Qingyun. What can she do to believe it?

The shallow breath lingers in the kitchen. Lin an looks at the man he loves, and the strength of his body seems to be taken away in an instant.

After a while, she said in a hoarse voice, "eat."

She has been unable to quarrel, and Zheng Xiurong they are still outside the door, if let them know they quarreled, but also worried.

But Jiang Mu Xiao suddenly pressed the back of Lin An's head. His hot lips fell on Lin An's bloodless lips. His hot breath sprayed on Lin An's restless breathing. After a long time, Jiang Mu Xiao released Lin an.

The sweetness of Lin An'an floated between his lips and teeth. He stared at Lin An'an fiercely and said: "Lin An'an, I don't allow you to think wildly. Remember, I'm your man in this life. If I'm less than one minute, it's not a lifetime!"

His overbearing declaration shocked Lin An'an's body and made her lips a little bitter. Even if the man told her again and again that she was the one he loved, but

Ruan Qingyun is the biggest estrangement between them.

She is like a nail, stationed between them, bit by bit to break their relationship.

Quietly will eyes deep worry hidden, Lin an raised stubborn face, showing a trace of farfetched smile: "eat, eat again."

I don't want to quarrel with Jiang muxiao at this point.

Jiang muxiao still stubbornly encircles Lin An'an, his chin rubbing Lin An'an's hair, like a naughty cat: "don't get angry, don't get angry..."

If on weekdays, Lin An'an would smile, but at the moment, with a straight face, she pushed away Jiang muxiao's entanglement and said: "eat!"

This time, her tone was extremely firm.

Jiang muxiao realized that this time Lin An'an was really angry.

The reason why women are angry is that there is no answer to this question.

Lin an turned and walked out of the kitchen, and told Fang Yuan and Fang Qing, "let's put the dumplings down." With that, he went to Zheng Xiurong's side, even without looking at Jiang muxiao.

Jiang Mu Xiao frowned and walked quickly to Lin An'an's side. His thin lips opened and closed a few times, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only turn to Zheng Xiurong for help.

Zheng Xiurong because of the wedding thing in the heart or stem thorn, but on weekdays Lijiang muxiao how to treat Lin an, she is also in the eye.

So she motioned to Jiang muxiao to stay away and leave a space for their mother and daughter.

Jiang muxiao silently places a head, the eyes of attachment falls on Lin An'an's tight face under the light, slowly turns to go upstairs.

"Ann." Zheng Xiurong put her arms around Lin An'an's shoulder and looked at her daughter with some heartache. She said, "mom knows that you are in a bad mood now. Tell me all your grievances."

"Ma." Lin an shook his head and said, "I'm ok."

It's about her and Jiang muxiao. She doesn't want her mother to worry.

"OK, you're OK." Zheng Xiurong followed Lin An'an's words, patted her shoulder gently and comforted her in a low voice: "An'an, anyway, you are Mu Xiao's wife. You are pregnant now. Don't think too much, you know?"

Lin an forced a smile and said, "Mom, I know."

She didn't want to continue this topic. It was too heavy for her to breathe.

Zheng Xiurong looks at her daughter painfully, but she is powerless.

People can't get involved in emotional matters.

……

"Dumplings are good!" Fang Qing came out of the kitchen with a basin of hot dumplings.

Looking at the steaming dumplings, Lin An's annoyance seemed to dissipate. She said, "I'll ask Mu Xiao to come down for dinner."

She went up to the second floor and vaguely heard Jiang muxiao talking to someone. Maybe she was on the phone.

When she came to the door of her study, Jiang muxiao's resolute voice suddenly came out: "no! Even if it is to pry away a minister, it is necessary to arrange for Qingyun to go in. "

Lin an an's body shape, fingers touch the door handle of cold, heart also follow inch by inch to cold down.

She breathed deeply, her hand burst out strength in an instant, and suddenly opened the door. She stood in front of Jiang muxiao, staring at him coldly, her lips frozen in an instant.

For her sudden appearance, it is obvious that Jiang muxiao was also surprised. He frowned unhappily and explained to Yang Hong on the other end of his mobile phone: "this matter must be finished as soon as possible!"

The moment he put down his cell phone, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes: "what are you doing? Is that surveillance? "

His tone was stiff.

Lin an sneers, surveillance? Oh, it's what Jiang muxiao will say.

She has been waiting for this man to take the initiative to tell her about Ruan Qingyun's entry into the Jiangshi group, but he didn't, and now he even said such cold words.All the grievances were like the instant explosion of the ignited atomic bomb, and the smile disappeared in her eyes. She said with crystal tears, "what are you doing? Are you afraid that I will watch you?"

There was no burning powder in the kitchen, and it finally exploded at this moment.

"Lin an an, I only feel guilty for Qingyun!"

His voice was so loud that it almost pierced Lin An's eardrum. She met Jiang muxiao's burning and angry eyes stubbornly and asked with a little despair, "is that right?"

Lin an, Qing Yun.

Oh.

What a distant name.

What a close call.

Chest filled with a lot of wind, hard to almost pull up the heart.

Are their feelings really equal to the power of Ruan Qingyun?

Before Ruan Qingyun appeared, he was really very good to her, but after he appeared? Without comparison, you will never know what position you are in this man's mind.

Jiang Mu Xiao clenched his fist. Lin An'an, who was so weak, wanted to hold him in his arms and cherish him. However, his arrogant self-esteem did not allow him to admit his fault.

The two men stood like this, their eyes staggered.

Silent, they seem to be a wide Milky way.

Downstairs, Fang Qing and Fang Yuan, who heard their quarrel, rushed into the kitchen. Zheng Xiurong stood up, looked up at the direction of the stairs and hesitated whether to go up.

Only the dumpling on the table, which symbolizes reunion, is still hissing.