Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yannian stumbled and ran in the direction of the flower shop.

Behind her, Jiang Beiyuan almost called her all the way.

She flees like a mouse, but he is not annoyed, and call her "yannian" "yannian" leisurely.

Who said that, we will be old if we are not crazy.

He doesn't often go crazy. He goes crazy once in a while, and he looks very happy when he gets crazy. At least from his angle, he can see the red ear tips.

She is shy.

Jiang Beiyuan thought so.

"boom--"

Finally arrived at the destination, Yannian walked through the door of the flower shop and wanted to close it.

Jiang Beiyuan put a hand across the center of the door frame, his tone was rather helpless, "Stop making trouble, go home!"

Yannian disapproved, "You let go."

"Wife..."

"Who is your wife!"

I'm just a stand-in for your ex-girlfriend!

The more I think about it, the more angry, regardless of whether he wants to close the door, Jiang Beiyuan arches his waist, frowning and humming... "It hurts."

The voice is so soft that it seems to be really squeezed and painful.

The pain made Yannian's heart soft, she hurriedly let go, and looked at someone's squeezed hand.

Let him let go, but he won’t listen, but there should be nothing wrong with this hand. As a doctor, the hand is very important. Jiang Beiyuan is a knife in thoracic surgery. If something goes wrong with the hand, what can be done? Can't afford this responsibility.

While worrying, the latter had straightened his back, swaggered open the door and came in, and suddenly hugged her.

The words were taken aback.

Raised his hand and punched him.

"Making fraud is not the work of a gentleman!"

Jiang Beiyuan laughed instead of anger.

The smile is gentle, there is laziness between the eyebrows and the eyes, and the mood is dim, "I am not a gentleman, it is boring."

"Cut, Doctor Tang Jiang, is it a villain?"

The arc of the eyebrows at the corners of Jiang Beiyuan's eyes is always clear and elegant, "Will the empress go back with the villain?"

Yan Nian was taken aback again.

After reacting, he laughed.

This man seems to be getting cute!

Ah, it's not cute, not cute at all.

I forced myself to straighten my face, not wanting to give him a good look, "Go back by yourself, I have to get up early tomorrow to get the flowers."

Jiang Beiyuan refused to listen to her rhetoric, and raised his hand to squeeze her face.

"Don't make trouble, can you? I promise to stay three feet away from Yu Lili in the future, eh?"

"Who has trouble with you?"

Yan Nian pursed the corners of her mouth, and told the truth, "I just think we shouldn't get along in this way."

"Which?"

"It's just this kind of thing, not good. It's still the kind of good old, respectful as guests."

In the past, she didn't care about him, she had nothing in her heart, just like a female knight who walked the rivers and lakes in ancient times, she just left without worry.

It doesn't work anymore. In her free time, she is always willing to miss him.

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan nodded pretentiously, with no extra expression on his handsome face, "Go back, I just bought 3 kg of lettuce fritters and put them in the refrigerator."

This topic is clearly off, and it is more than enough to deal with words and thoughts.

"Wait! You bought 3 catties of lettuce and put it in the refrigerator?"

Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly, his expression suddenly innocent, "What's the problem?"

"The problem is big! How can lettuce be stored in the refrigerator? It won't taste good!"

While talking, he pushed Jiang Beiyuan out.

"Walk around, go home quickly, oops! You won't be able to live by seeing it!"

Jiang Beiyuan suffocated a smile, letting his words and thoughts fall on him.

Can be regarded as back.

not easy.

The first thing to say is to open the refrigerator.

Good guy, there are only a few bottles of yogurt in it, how can there be any lettuce fritters?

"Jiang Beiyuan! You tricked again!!"

The latter walked upstairs slowly, "I'm going to take a shower, you are tired today, go to bed early."

"Damn~ You are a bastard!"

He raised his **** and gestured several times to this person's back.

However, he didn't vent his anger.

...

The man who came out of the bathroom after taking a shower put on a navy blue bathrobe.

The straps were loosely tied, his dark hair was half open, and the hair was hanging down to fit his eyebrows. He wiped his hair while walking downstairs to the living room. The goose light above his head dragged his shadow very long.

Yannian is not in the living room.

Turned around and just wanted to go upstairs.

The phone rang.

It's utterance.

Put it on the sofa in the center of the living room.

Jiang Beiyuan glanced at the caller ID, swiped his long finger and picked it up.

On the other end of the phone was He Huaiguang’s voice, “Yan Xiaonian, I’ll go get the goods tomorrow, so don’t get up early.”

"Yep."

A single syllable, the sound is clear and shallow, like spring water flowing slowly in a mountain stream.

Hearing that the voice was from Jiang Beiyuan, He Huaiguang stared at the phone for several seconds, "Is this Yan Xiaonian's phone?"

Jiang Beiyuan: "Do you have anything else?"

"Why did you answer the phone and Yan Xiaonian?"

"She is taking a shower."