Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"No."

Without even thinking about it, I faintly denied it.

"Your wife, am I the kind of temperament that can be bullied?"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan said nothing more.

Some words are not good if they are said too much.

Seeing that her hair was almost dry, he turned off the hairdryer.

Reached out and touched the top of her head subconsciously, trying to smooth her hair. He aimed at a red scalp above Yannian's head, squinted slightly, and a thought flashed through his eyes.

"I'm going to Licheng tomorrow for a report. Three days at the latest. I'm really going to send you to Ding Baoyi's house these days. After I come back, let's move to a new house, OK?"

"what??"

Yan Nian didn't react a bit.

"What new home shall we move?"

"The boss surnamed Liu who took you last time is actually not Xu Kuangjie's house that he is responsible for decorating."

Jiang Beiyuan explained it word by word.

"It's the new house of Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang."

"amount……"

Yannian thought of the man in a suit who didn't look like a boss, and understood everything, and then she was a little worried: "Is it a lot of money to renovate the house? Where can you get so much money?"

"I have saved private money for more than ten years."

He kissed the corner of her mouth and explained to her whether his face was not red and his heart beat.

"Just in the southern district of Zhicheng, one set is about to be renovated, and the other school district room is not renovated."

"Damn!"

He even bought the school district room? !

Yannian can't laugh or cry.

By the way, how did he think so long-term, her stomach didn't move, right?

But Yannian didn't feel anything. Maybe the child was on the way to riding on horseback. Besides, she and Jiang Beiyuan are both so young, and the child will definitely have it in the future, not bad at this time.

"But after we moved to the new house, what if your mother quarrels about moving over again?"

"She dare not go."

Jiang Beiyuan sneered, and a sharp dark light flashed under his eyes, which was fleeting.

He didn't explain to Yannian why Pei Jinling dared not go to her new home address. Finally, he touched her hair again and leaned over and kissed the top of her hair.

"I'm going to take a bath, you go to bed first."

...

Yan Nian glanced at a navy blue men's nightgown at the head of the bed and was taken aback.

It is rare for her to be at home today, and in the afternoon she washed all the clothes Jiang Beiyuan soaked yesterday.

She washed his pajamas, socks and underwear/pants.

My face was red when I washed it, as if I was dripping blood.

She washed men's underwear for the first time.

But thinking that he is her husband, it feels nothing.

Thinking of this, Yannian came back to her senses, Jiang Beiyuan definitely didn't bring pajamas in the bath.

She knocked on the bathroom door, and without hearing any movement, she pushed the door open and walked in.

On the side of the bathroom is a cubicle, and the hazy water vapor obscures the glass door.

However, you can still vaguely see the man's stalwart figure, strong and straight legs, flat abdomen, and perfect waist...

He seemed to be washing his hair, with both hands raised, and the sound of the water from the shower was rushing, which was filled with ambiguity inexplicably.

Maybe the oxygen in the bathroom is too low, otherwise why she feels dry mouth.

She is an old husband and wife, but she still feels heart palpitations from time to time towards Jiang Beiyuan, just like a heart attack.

"Huh—"

The glass door was pulled open.

Four eyes face each other.

Jiang Beiyuan had the scent of mint after bathing, and his black hair was drooping, with water drops on it. It slid along his angular jaw line to his collarbone and slowly descended along his lower abdomen.

He wears nothing.