365 days of hidden marriage: Mr.Jiang, high-profile spoil!

When it was getting dark, Mu Yan left the hospital.

When she returned to the villa of Jinxiu Huating, it was already dark.

When Mu Yan entered the door, there was no one downstairs. When she changed her clothes and went downstairs, she saw Jiang Jingheng sitting on the sofa.

He saw her come down and said, "eat."

"Good!"

The two men sat on the sofa opposite each other, and neither of them spoke.

The sound of tableware collision came out occasionally on the dining table, that's all.

After dinner, she was ready to go upstairs and have a rest.

Jiang Jingheng shouted to her, "Song Chengan will come and talk to you about work tomorrow."

Mu Yan stopped and looked at him with a little surprise in his eyes, "have you received the notice so soon?"

Then she said sincerely, "thank you!"

Not only thank him for telling her about it, but also thank him for arranging her debut.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her with great interest. "I'm not interested in verbal thanks."

Mu Yan was stunned and asked, "what do you want?"

"I think a lot." Jiang Jingheng's mouth was slightly hooked, "such as kissing or hugging. Of course, it's best to develop in depth."

He deliberately bit the word "deep" in the middle very hard.

Mu Yan, "..."

I knew this man was a hypocrite.

What "deep", is this man molesting her with what happened that night?

Her face sank and her voice was slightly cold. "Jiang Shao, please respect yourself!"

Jiang Jingheng looked at her with a puzzled face. "What did I say? It's not too much to hug. Foreigners can kiss directly."

He looked at Mu Yan's slightly heavy face and slightly hooked at the corners of his mouth, "or did you think of something indescribable."

Mu Yan, "..."

He knew whether she had misunderstood or whether he meant something.

She picked her eyebrows. "I also want to hug and hold you high to Jiang Shao. You have to be Xiaogong, aren't you?"

"It doesn't matter. You can be my little grandfather. I'll hold you high, the same." Jiang Jingheng chuckled.

Mu Yan, "..."

Shameless, but she'd better keep silent.

She lifted her feet and went straight upstairs.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her back and smiled on her handsome face.

It seems that the coercion failed and almost made her angry.

After sitting for a while, he went back to his room.

No sooner had he entered the room than his cell phone rang.

He lit a cigarette and took his cell phone to the balcony to answer.

"Hello."

"It's me." A gentle male voice came out of the phone.

"What's up?" Jiang Jingheng's voice was indifferent.

"How are you doing?"

"You should be able to see my news on the news." Jiang Jingheng took a smoke.

"You know what I mean." The male voice on the phone is a little dignified.

Jiang Jingheng raised his eyes and looked at the flickering light in the heavy night ahead. What emotion gathered in his light brown eyes.

"Very good."

"That's good. Let me know if there's anything."

"Well, when will you be back?"

"It'll take a few months. I've been very busy recently."

After Jiang Heng's dusting, he came back

"That's natural. I've been thinking about your bottles of good wine for a long time. You can't be stingy at that time."

"Enough pipe." Jiang Jingheng took another puff.

"OK, I'm relieved to know you're fine. I'll hang up first."

Jiang Jingheng tightened his hand and suddenly asked, "what kind of man do you think will be more popular with women?"

"Your question is interesting, but I'm just a psychologist and can't solve my emotional problems. Gossip, do you have a new goal? "

"Hang up." Jiang Jingheng took a puff of smoke and puffed. His handsome face was blurred in the smoke.

"Don't hang up yet. I'm sure women don't like men who smoke. Smoke less."

Jiang Jingheng's sight fell on the cigarette in his hand, "occasionally smoke one."

"It seems that you have encountered difficult people and things, but you should learn to release your emotions rather than suppress them in your heart."

Jiang Jingheng was silent for a moment and said, "I know, hang up."

He hung up the phone, threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out.