Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yannian's nose was sore, and she thought about the moment she saw Jiang Beiyuan in the hospital a long time ago.

He was wearing a white lab coat and a mask, passing by her.

Then, he paused slightly and glanced at her abruptly.

It's so accurate, and it's so accurate that it's palpitating.

At that time she was still Wen Yu's girlfriend.

But at that time, how did he feel in his heart?

"Assistant Song."

Jiang Beiyuan opened his mouth and called Yannian.

Yannian came back to her senses, raised her eyes and looked at him ignorantly, oh yes, she now has Song Yikai's work card hanging around her neck, and her current identity is Song Yikai.

"come."

"Oh...okay President Jiang."

Yan Nian leaped through the high-level encirclement group and came to the side closest to Jiang Beiyuan.

His voice was faint, his voice clearly low, but his timbre was textured, mixed with gentleness that was difficult to understand by others, "Remember to make notes, good memory is not as good as bad pen."

"Ok."

In fact, she has been recording, drawing down the structure and layout of some corners in the field, planning to study slowly after returning.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say much, and went straight forward.

The large forces behind also began to march forward mightily.

Yannian followed Jiang Beiyuan's ass, looking down and writing quickly.

In other words, the field visit was really right. She originally planned to use perfume lilies for decoration on both sides, but when comparing the venue, she suddenly found that spider plants were also good.

Especially pearl tears.

The string of green beads that looked like tears fell down, crystal clear, pure and flawless, and the effect was definitely better than that of perfume lilies.

"Mr. Jiang, if there is nothing wrong with the scene, there will be a rehearsal at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. No accident, the press conference the day after tomorrow will definitely be successfully completed!" A senior executive behind him smiled flatly at Jiangbei Yuandao.

Jiang Beiyuan looked over, pulling his lips like a smile, "Is there any surprise Minister Wang wants to see?"

"No, no, President Jiang, I didn't mean that--"

"If you say too much, you will lose it, you better shut up..." Another senior elbows the Minister Wang.

Minister Wang wanted to cry without tears, and wished to seal his mouth with tape and never speak again.

All these things are in my eyes, and I can't laugh or cry.

It seems that someone is always this virtue, whether as a doctor or as a president, there is a dumb charm.

...

Has come to the end of the venue.

Jiang Beiyuan turned around first.

Yan Nian was still lowering his head to write and draw, but Jiang Beiyuan would suddenly turn around, and he suddenly plunged into his arms without any protection.

Beauty is in her arms.

From the angle of Jiang Beiyuan, one can see her white neck, which is as smooth as jade, and a small deep purple strawberry behind her neck.

He left it last night.

When Jiang Bei Yuanquan gave her arms, bowed her head and kissed her smooth and full forehead.

A very natural action.

Not stiff.

Nor deliberately.

It was completely out of the instinct of the body, so it did so naturally.

"After finishing the records, come to my office to show you if there is anything wrong."

After she straightened her body, Jiang Beiyuan strode away.

Yannian "Oh", raised his hand and touched his forehead.

She didn't react.

For a moment, even in a trance, it was at home.

Because Jiang Beiyuan likes to kiss her at home, sometimes sitting on the sofa and watching TV, he will be held to her lap abruptly, and then kiss her twice and hug her.

I'm used to both words and thoughts.

So I didn't feel anything wrong.

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