"Don't be angry. I'll go out with you. It's a beautiful day today." Song Xiaoya saw his gloomy face, then took the initiative to embrace his arm, said coquettishly.
This man's temper is too bad, always inexplicably angry, so bad for the body.
Jiang Beichen stared at her for a moment, then nodded, "OK."
A few minutes later, the two walked together on the path of the Jiang family.
In the cold winter season, the branches and leaves of the trees have already fallen, only the fallen leaves on the ground. But song Xiaoya seems to be in a good mood, holding Jiang Beichen's hand all the way forward, "it's so beautiful here."
Last time, Qiao Weiwei also took her here. At that time, she felt that although the quiet path looked desolate, the scenery was beautiful.
Smell speech, Jiang Beichen disdained of looked at those fallen leaves on the ground, the fundus of the eye takes a bit to dislike, "do you like withered leaves?"
Song Xiaoya can't help being speechless for a while. Can't this man use romantic words? It's much better to say it's fallen leaves.
"Well, I shouldn't talk about such artistic topics with people who don't understand romance like you." She pursed her lips and then let go of the hands that held his arm.
"Song Xiaoya, what do you mean, do you dislike me?" Seeing her like this, Jiang Beichen was displeased. What does not understand romantic person, she this is clearly in dislikes him.
"It means literally." Song Xiaoya dodges his sight, then says.
"Well, I'll show you a little romance." Jiang Beichen's Mou son a turn, on the cold and stern face instantaneous many several Fen dangerous smile.
Seeing that kind of bad expression on his face, song Xiaoya is surprised. She says that it's not good, and subconsciously wants to slip away.
But her step there can run over Jiang Beichen's big long legs, he two or three steps to her in front, and then an arm stretch, to want to escape her to catch back.
Song Xiaoya thinks that in front of Jiang Beichen, she is a slag with a fighting capacity of only minus five. Whether it's physical or intellectual.
"You just said, I don't know romance?" Jiang Beichen hugs her, then asks softly.
"No, no, you heard me wrong. I mean..." Song Xiaoya curled her lips and quickly explained.
"I think it's necessary to prove it to you." Jiang Beichen hooked thin lips, and then stared at her eyes.
Song Xiaoya is wondering how he is going to prove it when Jiang Beichen suddenly bends down and holds her up.
"Jiang Beichen, what are you doing?" Song Xiaoya suddenly feet off the ground, was startled, quickly hugged his neck.
Jiang Beichen does not answer, holding her stride toward the next to the woods went in, and then put her next to a big tree, body against up, put her in the tree.
Then he suddenly lowered his head and skillfully kissed her lips.
Song Xiaoya was stunned, and her lips and teeth were full of this man's breath.
After a long time, Jiang Beichen released her red and swollen lips.
Song Xiaoya raised her head and looked at him with wide eyes, "is this what you call romance?" Jiang Beichen's romantic way is really different. His romance is to kiss her on the tree.
"Song Xiaoya, you don't seem satisfied yet?" Jiang Beichen pursed her thin lips and approached again.
“……” Song xiaoarden has an impulse to vomit blood. Can you stop misinterpreting her meaning!
I feel very helpless, but in the face of Jiang Beichen's hooliganism at this time, song Xiaoya has nothing to do. She knew that she couldn't bear what he called romance.
"Why, do you want to do it again?" Jiangbeichen hook hook thin lips, deliberately asked.
Listening to his low and gentle voice, song Xiaoya's face turned red, and she was a little shy. "No, romance can't be a meal."
This morning, if a servant or other people of the Jiang family pass by and see her, it's too humiliating. She doesn't want to be seen.
So she gave him a push, then turned and ran out of the woods. Ginger North Chen low smile a, also stride of heel come out.
Song Xiaoya's hand is tightly held by a warm big palm. Jiang Beichen glances at her, and then says overbearing, "slow down, let me lead you honestly."
In Song Xiaoya's heart, she was warm, but before she was moved for a while, Jiang Beichen's voice rang again, "I fell to my daughter, I can't forgive you."
“……” Song xiaoarden was a little lost.
In other words, he came to hold her hand, just afraid that she would hurt his daughter? This man really doesn't know romance!
I don't know if she is jealous. Jiang Beichen loves her daughter so much that song Xiaoya can't help feeling a little lost in her heart.
It's like from the time she got pregnant, the only child left in the man's eyes was her belly.
You can't starve her daughter when you eat, and you can't fall on her when you walk.Thinking that she was jealous with her baby in her stomach, song Xiaoya suddenly began to despise herself. When did she become so careful.
With a sigh, she didn't speak. She just let him lead her along the path of the Jiang family and walked slowly in front of her.
After a walk, the two go back to the bedroom. Song Xiaoya remembers what happened to Qiao Weiwei and is ready to go to see how she is now. I don't know if she is in a better mood.
Just as assistant Shang comes to Jiang Beichen to discuss things again, he asks the bodyguard to send song Xiaoya out to Qiao Weiwei.
Qiaoweiwei mood at this time has almost recovered, see song Xiaoya came, very warm hospitality to her.
To song Xiaoya's surprise, Qiao Weiwei's long hair was over the waist yesterday, but now it has been cut to the shoulder length.
"Second sister-in-law, have you cut your hair?" Song Xiaoya looks at her shawl hair in amazement. It's a pity that her long hair has been cut off for many years.
"Well, I've got a new hairstyle. How about it Qiao Weiwei asked song Xiaoya with a smile.
"It's beautiful." Song Xiaoya definitely nodded, but she was still puzzled why she was willing to cut off her long hair that she had kept for so many years.
"Xiaoya, I thought about it all night yesterday, and finally got it right." Qiaoweiwei's hand movement pauses and suddenly looks at Song Xiaoya.
Last night, Xiaoya comforted her for a long time. After that, she thought about it all night.
"I want to live for myself. I won't live for the identity of the second young granny of the Jiang family in the future." Qiao Weiwei smiles and says with emotion.