Chapter 9

Naturally, she stayed at Jiang Haonan's home. Song Yanran stepped on her slippers. She was ready to take a good look at the house when the man was not there.

With the acceleration of song Yanran's pace, the corridor is full of messy footstep sound.

Yu Guang aims at a pair of gorgeous stickers on the wall. Song Yanran is like being bewitched, standing still in front of the portrait.

She didn't realize that she had been standing here for half an hour until the ringing of the phone woke her up.

As soon as the switch on button was pressed, Chen Mo's loud voice came over.

"How are you and Jiang Haonan?"

Without a response from Song Yanran, Chen Mo Yu continues to ask.

"I know it's not going to happen in one night. What's the feeling? What do you think of this man? Do you have any ideas? "

Feeling? He tilted his head and thought about Jiang Haonan's attitude towards himself yesterday. Judging from his reaction, he seemed not interested in himself.

Song Yanran holds her mobile phone and hesitates to tell Chen Moyu that she has been with Jiang Haonan.

"I, I have one thing to tell you The two of us are together

Without the confidence to say this sentence, song Yanran can already imagine Chen Mo's reaction after hearing this sentence.

After a few seconds there, Chen Mo's excited voice almost shakes song Yanran's eardrum.

"I knew you were so cute. How could Jiang Haonan not be moved?"

Just ready to remind Chen Mo not to remove the nonsense, song Yanran heard the sound of opening the door outside.

"I won't tell you. Jiang Haonan is back."

Song Yanran trotted all the way, looking at Jiang Haonan from afar and shouting.

"Are you back?"

Jiang Haonan held his slipper hand for a moment. When he raised his eyes, he saw song Yanran's cautious eyes. He felt as if he had been gouged out. He stretched out his hand and held song Yanran in his arms.

Feeling the stiffness of this woman, Jiang Haonan half joked.

"Now that we're together, it's normal to pull a hand."

Looking at Jiang Haonan helping himself to open the chair, song Yanran wants to refuse the words to the mouth and swallow, no words to look at Jiang Haonan, song Yanran does not want this man to think that he is a wood.

"Let's, let's eat."

Help Jiang Haonan open the dining table chair, song Yanran some look forward to looking at the person in front of him.

When Jiang Haonan's hand covered his palm, song Yanran was nervous as if it was the first time to go to the company for an interview.

"Good looking?"

"What?"

Stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Haonan, song Yanran's reaction came back to him just now.

"Well, it looks good."

Jiang Haonan's hand is the most beautiful finger he has ever seen, with distinct bony joints and delicate skin like a baby's face.

With a smile, she opened the seat in front of song Yanran. Jiang Haonan squirmed her lips, but she never opened her mouth.

Sitting in the moment, song Yanran heard Jiang Haonan's gentle but emotional voice.

"Su xuan'an, I didn't go to see you."

Holding the chopsticks, song Yanran did not know how to say to make this man happy. Excellent reading

"No

Song Yanran looks at Jiang Haonan uneasily. She doesn't know whether Jiang Haonan will be satisfied with her answer.

"That's good. Don't worry. Now people outside know that you are with me, so no one will trouble you. Even Su xuanan will pay attention to it."

With her own backer, song Yanran is safe now.

"Well."

In fact, she didn't want much. As long as she could leave the man, she was dead hearted to Su xuanan.

It's lucky to meet this man.

Looking at Song Yanran, who only knows how to eat, Jiang Haonan takes a pair of chopsticks and vegetables to her bowl.

"I feel like I've seen you somewhere."

Song Yanran doesn't remember himself, but he still remembers this woman, whether it's her taste or her appearance, he remembers all of them.

When I saw song Yanran for the first time yesterday, in addition to surprise, he was afraid that the woman would leave him once. Before that, he thought that they would never meet again.

Some awkwardly scratched her hair. Song Yanran did not remember where she had met Jiang Haonan. She spoke with some difficulty, as if she could not remember clearly that this person was her own fault.

"I wish I had no impression."

"Oh, it's OK. I mean, I'll just say, there may be any you look too much like, you don't have to keep it in mind."Seeing Jiang Hao Nan in the end comforting herself, song Yan Ran feel shy and smiled. In order to make up for his own mistakes, song Yan suggested that she would go to the bowls and see the woman's enthusiasm. He did not stop her, so that she could do something to make her feel guilty.

looked at Jiang Haonan through the kitchen window, and Jiang Hao's bubble in Song's fragrance made him feel guilty. Nan had an illusion that they were both old wives and husbands.

"I'm going to take a shower. You can have a rest when you're done."

Unconsciously, he nodded. Just to wipe the sweat on his head, Jiang Haonan's hand stretched out.

"You..."

"You worked hard."

Staring at Jiang Haonan, when she reacts, the man has turned his head and left.

The warm forehead reminds song Yanran what happened just now. The bowl on her hand slipped into the pool, and song Yanran was pale with fear.

When she finished the kitchen and went out, Jiang Haonan was lying on the sofa in the living room with her eyes closed.

Song Yanran quietly walked over, tentatively reached out his hand and waved a few times in front of Jiang Haonan.

Make sure he fell asleep, song Yanran just took down the remote control in his hand.

Turning around that moment, song Yanran felt a pair of hands holding her waist, just to turn back, she did Jiang Haonan's waist.

Song Yanran's palm comes the temperature of Jiang Haonan's chest. Her cheeks are flushed and she struggles to get up.

"We have an agreement now, and you are obliged to meet any of my requirements."

The gap between women and men is reflected at this moment, Jiang Haonan a turn over, will song Yan Ran pressure in his body.

"You, you can't, I, you..."

Song Haoran's head is too bright, but Jiang's face is too red.

Jiang Haonan's action stops at the position of song Yanran's earlobe, and he says with a light smile.

"For your amusement, go to bed."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Haonan stood up and looked at the man's broad back. Song Yanran unconsciously touched his lips with his fingertips.