Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 1314
No matter how stiff the quarrel with him was, he never touched her. Zhuang Chujiao feels aggrieved and angry at the moment, hating Jiang Yutai's hypocrisy, and keeps saying that he loves her, but what he loves is her clean body.

"Ah, Jiang Yutai, you bastard, get out of here." She roared and slapped her.

Jiang Yutai didn't have the patience to coax her, so he slapped her on the face even more forcefully, making Zhuang Chujiao's heart tremble in pain, and his mouth smelled of iron rust.

She glared at Jiang Yutai, and met his scarlet and angry eyes.

No man likes to be glared at by a woman. Jiang Yutai was so angry that he slapped her on the face again, as if he was addicted. At first Zhuang Chujiao was able to resist, but in the end he passed out directly, and there was no one around to stop him.

Jiang Yutai didn't care whether she was awake or not, he just wanted to vent the anger and desire in his heart.

Seeing that he was in high spirits, the rest of the people couldn't help but feel a little moved, pulling their women to do things, and the atmosphere in the whole private room was extremely corrupt.

Before going to bed, Muyan suddenly received a phone call.

"Well, I see, I will treat you to dinner later."

She saw Jiang Jingheng coming out of the bathroom and said, "Hang up."

Without waiting for the other side to speak, she hung up the phone.

Jiang Jingheng approached and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Just sleep." Muyan put the phone aside, saw that his hair was wet, and said, "Hurry up and blow dry your hair."

"Yeah." Jiang Jingheng glanced at her phone, then turned and went back to the bathroom.

Seeing that the water on his back was not wiped clean, Muyan smiled and said: "You ran out in such a hurry, you probably want to know who I'm calling?"

Jiang Jingheng came out of the bathroom with a hair dryer, looked at her and said, "So, who did you call just now?"

He answered calmly, staring at him again, Muyan was too embarrassed to answer.

She climbed down from the bed, took the hair dryer in his hand, plugged it in, and helped him dry his hair.

Jiang Jingheng sat obediently on the sofa, the wind blowing on his head made it feel warm.

Not long after, the hair was dried, and Muyan was about to put the hair dryer back in the bathroom, but he stopped her.

"You haven't answered the question just now."

"Huh?" Muyan looked at him puzzled.

"Who did you just call?"

Mu Yan, "..."

She suddenly chuckled, "You don't believe me that much?"

"No." Jiang Jingheng held her hand.

"It's just a friend, I asked him to do something for me, the thing is over, he just told me, it seems to make you nervous." Muyan said with a smile, "I'm a little sleepy, go to sleep. "

"En." Jiang Jingheng responded, took the hair dryer in her hand and went to the bathroom.

Muyan stretched her waist, climbed onto the bed and lay down, and fell asleep after a while, dreaming this night was sweet.

She dreamed about when she was a child, her mother accompanied her on a swing in her yard, the warm wind was blowing, and the sunflowers were swaying in the sun with smiling faces, very bright.

If possible, she would like to immerse herself in a dream and not wake up.

The next morning, Muyan received a call from Kong Lizhen, who asked her to have lunch, and invited Jiang Jingheng together.

She had promised to treat Kong Lizhen to dinner before, and she had asked Jiang Jingheng that he had no problem with the time, so she agreed.

During this period of time, Kong Lizhen would send her messages every day, sometimes with a greeting, sometimes with a few photos taken, not too far or too close, which would not make people disgusted, but made her full of Kong Lizhen. curious.

(End of this chapter)