Imperial President's Ugly Wife

She has helped Jiang Xiaoyun successfully get rid of his blind date. Now she has nothing to do with her. She can finally leave the devil

However, LAN Qiqi just took a few steps, and her arm was caught by the people behind her, making her unable to step.

"Ugly woman, it's not over yet..." Jiang Xiaoyun's eyes fell on LAN Qiqi's right face, which had just been splashed with coffee by Lin Yating, and paused for a while, "come with me."

Jiang Xiaoyun didn't wait for LAN Qiqi to react. He grabbed her hand and strode past the door.

"Let go of me. I've helped you get rid of Miss Lin. what else do you want?" LAN Qiqi was wronged. All she could do had been done for him. What was left of her to be used by him?

Why he just doesn't want to let her go!

"The play has already begun, so we should finish it. After meeting my old man, we will let you go tomorrow." Regardless of LAN Qiqi's unwillingness, Jiang Xiaoyun grabbed her arm and walked over the parking car.

He asked her to pretend to be his woman, the main purpose is to let his father die and choose his fiancee for him, not the woman who was angry.

Jiang Xiaoyun took LAN Qiqi to the apartment where he occasionally lived for a change and washed his clothes splashed with coffee.

After settling in lan77, Jiang Xiaoyun drove to Xia Qianqian's villa.

At this time, Xia Qianqian is pruning flowers in the luxury villa that Jiang Xiaoyun bought for her.

Recently, she is fascinated by Japanese flower arrangement art.

In order to make himself more elegant, Xia Qianqian goes to the technical school run by the Japanese every day and goes back to the villa. As soon as he has time, he practices how to arrange flowers and prune flower branches, so as to make the flowers look better in the vase.

When Jiang Xiaoyun came in quietly, Xia Qianqian, who was wearing a thin silk Pajama, was practicing the course taught by teacher Xichuan baihezi today. She didn't notice anyone approaching her at all.

"Do you miss me very much these days?" From behind Xia Qianqian, Jiang Xiaoyun suddenly hugged her, took her into his arms and tore it in her ear.

Xia Qianqian was startled by Jiang Xiaoyun's sudden action and shook his hand with scissors.

Click!

Cut the flower branch of a beautiful red rose.

A few perfectly trimmed roses were destroyed because one was not trimmed well!

"It's a good cut, but it's a pity that the last one......" Jiang Xiaoyun put one hand around Xia Qianqian's waist. With the other hand, he took out the broken rose trimmed by Xia Qianqian from the vase and held it in his hand.

"It's not a pity at all. It's a big deal. You give me a big bunch of roses as compensation." Xia Qianqian put down the scissors and said to Jiang Xiaoyun half jokingly. He put his hand on the back of Jiang Xiaoyun's arm around her.

"Do women like flowers?"

Looking at the rose with only half of its branches and leaves, Jiang Xiaoyun suddenly wondered if the ugly woman would also like flowers.

"I can't guarantee that every woman likes flowers, but women who love beauty must love flowers." Xia Qianqian thought for a moment and replied. After thinking for a while, he felt that Jiang Xiaoyun seemed unusual.

Today, why did he suddenly ask her such a strange question?

"Are you tired from business trip? Let me give you a massage. " When Xia Qianqian changed the subject, he did not forget to be gentle and considerate.

"Tired, but I still have strength." Jiang Xiaoyun threw away the rose in his hand and smiled at Xia Qianqian.

Jiang Xiaoyun loosened his hand around Xia Qianqian's waist, raised his hand and hugged Xia Qianqian, and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

With such ambiguous love words, Xia Qianqian blushed and surrounded Jiang Xiaoyun's neck, allowing him to hold her and walk to their bedroom.