One of a kind, the president's limited-time wife

Chapter 19 Sleepover (1)
"Don't run!"

How could Mr. Jiang Muyan Jiang play a game of running and chasing with a woman?
But the fact is so that people want to throw the table, seeing that woman is still running towards the crowded place, regardless of her elegant demeanor, Mr. Jiang strode across the grass with long legs and leather shoes, the purpose is that the woman who is running A happy woman!
Tong Siqian looked back from time to time because she was afraid of being caught.Seeing that the man was about to catch him, his heart skipped a beat, then his right foot tripped over his left foot, and he lost his center of gravity and fell hard forward.

And Jiang Muyan's phoenix pupils shrank, and he hugged his slender waist with his ape arms, turned around, and fell firmly on the grass.

Tong Siqian closed her eyes tightly and waited for herself to lose face, only to find that she was hit on a warm chest, and a muffled groan fell beside her ear.

He secretly lifted the lid of his left eye, only to feel the strength of the cool fingers on his waist.

"Damn woman...you really...cough, heavy..."

Tong Siqian got up quickly, seeing Jiang Muyan like this, his mind went blank, so he could only help him up quickly.You must know that this man is a national treasure. If she is injured because of her, let alone the 150 million, maybe she will spend the rest of her life sleeping on the iron bed and watching the iron window!
"Are you okay..." Tong Siqian's voice trembled a little, he didn't know whether it was fear or worry, his hands would tremble.

Jiang Muyan noticed this, and the pain in her phoenix eyes became more intense, "It seems like I'm going to die."

"Then, what should I do, I, I, how did Qin Moshen teach me, no, he didn't teach me, he just told me to memorize the data, then, then I..."

Just when she was flustered and her eyes were red, she suddenly heard a chuckle, and then she was pulled into a hug.

That chest is warm and firm, his arms are strong, and his breath is nostalgic.

"Stupid woman." There was a smile in the hoarse voice.

His voice was so sweet, it was easy to hear Tong Siqian shed tears, and smashed his chest with his clenched hands, "You, you scared me to death."

"Who made you have such a low IQ." Jiang Muyan lowered his head, looked at the embarrassed woman, a small hair twirled in his eyes, like a woman, gently and unknowingly involved him.

Tong Siqian was taken home by Jiang Muyan.

Along the way, Tong Siqian kept silent, pretending to have a cold war with him, who let him scare him?

"Get out of the car." Jiang Muyan glanced at the wet passenger seat, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

"Hmph." Tong Siqian reluctantly got out of the car, then rubbed his nose, feeling a little stuffy and uncomfortable.

Jiang Muyan carried him all the way to the bathroom, soaked him in the warm bathtub, and then lazily leaned against the door of the bathroom, "You are really strong, soaking yourself in the rain, huh?"

"You don't understand, I'm here to protect the files, Sneeze!" Tong Siqian rubbed his nose, and then sneezed again.

Jiang Muyan's eyes were heavy, "What documents do you need to take in the rain? Why are they there?"

Tong Siqian felt guilty when he saw him, and buried himself in the water. Before going in, he said sullenly: "Oh, the archives are so boring, I just want to go out and see, who knows it will rain."

The kitten hid in the water, only then did Jiang Muyan realize that his body was also a little wet, coughed subduedly, and said, "I'll settle the score with you later!" He closed the door and left.

Tong Siqian heard the soft closing sound of the door, and then breathed out from the water, "Ah..." sighed comfortably, lying comfortably in the bathtub, not taking the man's threatening words to heart at all. .

Jiang Muyan took a shower, asked the servant to buy new clothes, and went back to the bedroom.Who knew that the woman hadn't finished washing yet, so she sat on the sofa and waited for an indeterminate amount of time before she lost patience and knocked on the door from the outside: "Are you ready?"

"Forehead……"

No one answered, Jiang Muyan's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed the door open and entered.

"Itchy..." Tong Siqian muttered suddenly when he was scratched somewhere.

The tone was soft and lingering... very lingering, Jiang Muyan's movements froze when he heard it, and when he sensed some unsatisfactory reaction in himself, three black lines fell on his forehead, so he had no choice but to quickly strip the woman clean, wrap her up and throw her on the bed superior.

"Bring me some cold medicine." After dialing the internal line, Jiang Muyan's complexion was a little dark, and he looked at the woman on the bed from time to time, and even gritted his teeth.

"Master, do you have a cold?" The servant was obviously flustered, "In the third compartment of your drawer, there is a black bottle on the left..."

"Just common cold medicine." Jiang Muyan was a little impatient.

"What symptoms?" Cold, runny nose, or sore throat and fever?
Come out of that delicious looking little mouth.

Jiang Muyan's Adam's apple rolled, turned his face away, and felt the brother's stronger emotion, Jiang Muyan's face completely darkened, and he went straight into the bathroom regardless of the person on the bed.

She seemed to know who he was but didn't know what his name was. She only knew that it was impossible to subconsciously resist.

so boring...so heavy...

Tong Siqian slowly opened her eyes, then turned over and continued to sleep.wait!Rewind rewind!Tong Siqian then slowly opened his eyes, "Ahhh!"

The scream almost pierced the eardrums of the person beside her, Jiang Muyan frowned, and kicked the person off the bed.

"Plop" sounded dull.

After a long time, Tong Siqian got up from the thick carpet miserably, looked at those sleepy phoenix eyes, pursed her mouth, "Shouldn't it be me who screamed and then kicked you off the bed..."

"You're so noisy." The lazy voice carried obvious displeasure and disgust. Jiang Muyan scratched his ears, then turned his back to the woman, but a bright smile flashed across his slightly restrained eyes.

Tong Siqian danced silently to the man's back for a long time, and finally fell down on the ground bitterly.Then I remembered something and quickly looked down!
"Jiang! Mu! Yan!"

A roar of gritted teeth almost toppled the roof of Jiang Muyan's bedroom on the second floor of the dead man's villa.

Seeing someone pretending to be dead, Tong Siqian climbed onto... the bed with hands and feet, straddled the man who was "sleeping soundly" without even thinking about it, and directly took the pillow she had just slept on to cover him "Ahhhhhhh, what have you done to me, what have you done to me... beast, bastard, beast... beast, gentle scum, pigs and dogs!".

"What are you doing?" The phoenix eyes closed, and the man put his articulate hand in front of his lips, yawned gracefully, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at her face, with a puzzled tone, "Why are you under me? "

"Eh..." Tong Siqian felt a large group of crows flying past her head, and then a group of grass-mud horses slowly bouncing, bouncing, bouncing, bouncing... That picture was so beautiful that she dared not look at it!
"Ha ha."

A low chuckle fell on her ear with the breath and warmth of a man, and Tong Siqian tensed up immediately, "Ah, actually we didn't do anything, ah, it's dawn, it's dawn..." At dawn, she What to do? Damn it!
"Well, it's dawn." The man agreed, with a gentle voice.

Tong Siqian shuddered, isn't this a ghost?How, how did this man become like this.

"You go down first..." Tong Siqian remembered the most important thing, and with difficulty bent his only movable knee to push him, "I can't breathe under you..." No wonder, otherwise why would she find herself Can't breathe, can't hold back?How can a man of one hundred fifty and sixty six be fine when he is pressed against his body!

Jiang Muyan's eyes darkened, and his voice was hoarse: "You..."

Tong Siqian stuttered instantly: "I, what's wrong with me."

Jiang Muyan's expression changed, and he chuckled, "What are you afraid of, I've already told you that I can't be hard on you." Then, he turned over and walked gracefully to the bathroom.

Tong Siqian looked at her chest, there were a few red spots, which might have been bumped during the fight just now.Hey, why are you still thinking about this now, she actually slept with him, no, they slept on the same bed...

She remembered that she slept very badly, what if he disliked him, why would she think about these messy things.One shouldn't think about what Shen Qixuan would say if he found out that she hadn't returned home all night.

That's not right, it seems that she should think about why she rolled with him now, um, lay on the same bed together for the night!
Poorly taking the new clothes on the sofa, Tong Siqian glanced at the bathroom that was making the sound of flushing water from time to time.That guy is a clean freak and takes a shower every morning.So after sleeping with her, bah bah bah, lying on the same bed with her, surely I can't wait to disinfect my whole body?

Suddenly there is a roaring desire... desire!
Putting on the underwear with a blushing face, Tong Siqian glanced at the bathroom, stepped out of the bedroom and prepared to escape.

"Where are you going."

The bathroom door was slid open, followed by a cool voice behind him.

"I...uh, I'm going home, ha ha, ha ha." Tong Siqian could only cover up his embarrassment with a dry smile, and didn't dare to see the picture of a handsome man in a bath. He looked at a pair of hanging clothes on the right wall painting.Well, the style of painting is good and very beautiful, no, what, what is it that he hangs a bunch of men and women in the bedroom!Who, who painted the psychological change... state!

"It was painted by the German painter Rubens. Are you interested?" Jiang Muyan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Who, who is interested!" Tong Siqian's face turned red, and she turned her eyes away. Well, the red desk lamp is more pleasing to the eye, "Why do you call me, I'm going to work in the hospital."

"I've already hired you." Jiang Muyan leaned against the wall and spoke lightly.

In the line of sight is the pair of lotus feet that are more white and tender under the dark brown Italian carpet. At this time, they are stepping on each other to show the master's uneasiness.

(End of this chapter)