Jiangbei yuanleng for a moment.

Smart as he was, he quickly responded. He coughed and laughed twice. His smile widened and he couldn't help knocking her forehead twice.

"Where's Xiaoya's hair?"

"You're the only one!"

Yannian covers jiangbeiyuan's hand and takes a bite of his finger. "Don't you ask me how I feel?"

"Your husband asked you about your physical feelings, such as not afraid of the cold, your limbs are not stiff, and your stomach is not cold."

"Oh..."

Yan read embarrassedly sipped the corner of her mouth, it turned out that she would be wrong.

"OK, I don't feel too much, but I'm not afraid of the cold."

"Well."

Jiangbeiyuan came to kiss her white and tender face, and her long eyelashes moved in front of her eyes. "What do you want from your husband? Talk to him."

"I, I didn't miss you."

She stuttered up in her emptiness of heart, and could not stand firmly at the bottom of jiangbeiyuan's eyes.

Jiangbeiyuan picked her up without saying anything, and her wet eyes were fixed in her eyes, and her throat moved.

"Miss Jiang missed you, during the day and at night."

Words read: "......"

*

the next day.

Sitting in the driver's seat, he looked at the viaduct outside the window with one hand holding his cheek, yawning lazily all the time.

She's trapped!

I feel that the more I think about it, the more wrong it is. Last night I dug a hole for myself and jumped down.

So later she was unlucky. Aunt Qiao Zhen said that she would let someone restrain her. He seemed to be a sideshow.

"Sleepy?"

Jiangbeiyuan drives with one hand and touches her head with one hand. He is in a good mood today.

Yannian is not very angry. He opens his hand and continues to look out of the window.

Jiangbeiyuan didn't get angry but laughed, "go back to sleep at noon, darling."

"Cut, cut..."

Believe him and there will be ghosts.

When didn't he say that??

Yannian yawned lazily again. She went out in a hurry today. She simply washed her face and didn't wipe anything.

"Yes, who did you say you would take me to see?"

She asked casually, a pair of big pupils squinting like Persian cats.

Jiangbei yuan glanced at her, but she didn't listen to what he said to her at dinner this morning.

"Meet your father-in-law and your uncle at the airport."

"Oh The younger brother is your brother. "

Yan Nian's eyes continued to squint.

Two seconds later -

"Oh?!"

She sat up straight and screamed like a corpse. Jiangbeiyuan patted her on the top of the head, crying and laughing, "don't be nervous, you've seen it."

"But I haven't seen your brother! If you don't say it earlier, alas! I'm in a hurry to go out. I haven't prepared any gift for your brother! "

"Don't prepare. Don't get used to him."

Jiangbei Yuan said lightly, why this kind of words does not seem to work for words, and hastily pulled out the cream from the bag and rubbed it.

"I knew it was your father and your brother. I should have put on a make-up. What a mess!"

"Not unkempt, you are beautiful."

Jiangbeiyuan's praise is very natural and appropriate, just like a Ju Qingquan, which just enters the heart of speech.

She smiled, her lips red and teeth white, the sun slanting on her face, decorated her delicate and small features.

"Mr. Jiang, to be honest, every time you praise a woman, you are very skillful. What you don't know is that you often praise people like that!"

"I only praise you for your beautiful eyes. I like it very much."