Dear, Let's Make it Public

The phone hung up for a long time, song Yanran did not return to God.

"The people who can help you are far away and in front of you!" Chen Mo's words, like a seed, sprouted in her mind.

After Song Cheng entered the family, her life and her mother's life calmed down. The family was supported by her mother alone,

she opened the balcony door and crept from the balcony to the next room.

The light in the room is dim. Under the gray bedside lamp, the man is holding a document and his eyes are slightly closed.

Song Yanran carefully walked to the bed, and finally directly into his quilt. Even at this moment, she is already heart such as beating drums, but song Yanran has no way out.

The little hand unconsciously grasped his arm, which was the biggest measure she could accept.

Jiang Haonan's eyes suddenly opened, and the man sat there looking at her.

Song Yanran's heart expected a variety of results, but she never thought of it. Jiang Haonan opened his mouth: "you wear this to seduce me?"

The woman on the side of her body was slightly stunned and lowered her head in amazement.

I don't even have pajamas. Wearing the clothes of the day.

She said to him in accordance with Chen Mo's strategy: "Mr. Jiang, don't care about these details."

The soft and waxy words fell on Jiang Haonan's ears, and women and kittens stuck on his waist. Seemingly with a smile on the face, but clearly write pain. Jiang Haonan glanced at her, "where to come from, where to go back."

His voice was cold, but he no longer used the word "roll" to her.

Song Yan Ran pursed her lips, and did not know where the courage came from. He stood up directly and stuck it in Jiang Haonan's arms. "Mr. Jiang, do you want to drive me away?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Haonan lifted the quilt.

Man exposed eight abdominal muscles fixed to look at her, this song Yan Ran's face red.

"Ah -" she exclaimed, and looked away in a panic. Which ever thought, but came Jiang Haonan's voice behind him, "is this scared to blush?" Read the book

in the voice, clearly with a little smile.

Song Yanran pursed her lips and faltered for a long time without saying a word.

Instead, Jiang Haonan stood up. Put on a suit of household clothes and opened his mouth to himself: "it's late. Go to sleep."

Then he sat down at the desk in the room.

Song Yanran carefully looks at Jiang Haonan from his fingers. The man is still dealing with his work. The pen in his hand dropped his name on the paper, just like a man who had nothing to do.

But she was different. She didn't go by herself.

Stay, it's not.

Song Yanran inexplicably fell into endless entanglement, even when he fell asleep is unknown.

……

"Song Yanran, you come out for me!"

"Xiao Lang's hooves, if you have a home, you can't go back home! I'll let my son divorce you today

Vaguely into the voice of the ear, let song Yan Ran some reluctantly knead his eyes. It seemed that she had not slept as well as she did today for a long time. She got out of bed and realized that it was not a dream.

The voice of swearing from outside the window can be said to be merciless, "our Su family has good food and drink for you. Would you like to run out and come to the wild man?"

The aggressive voice makes song Yanran scalp numb, but her eyes are fixed on Jiang Haonan's figure.

He's gone.

Song Yan Ran was hesitating when a voice came from downstairs: "give me the people out!"

It's Jiang Haonan. Song Yanran subconsciously turns and pushes open the balcony door. But