Marriage is a Long Journey: Husband, Be Obedient

The crowd gradually dispersed, only Han Yichen and song yannuan were still standing at the moment.

"Now, are you satisfied?" Han Yichen approached song yannuan and said in a low voice.

Song yannuan looked at the people around him, but he had an unspeakable taste in his heart.

Soon Duan Jingtang approached. She looked at Song yannuan with a smile. "Miss Song, how was your game tonight?"

"Thank you, Mr. Duan, for your hospitality. It was a pleasant evening."

"Now that you are happy, Miss Song should think about what we agreed earlier."

When Han Yichen heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

After a long time, even if he was willing to let song yannuan go to Z country as the store manager of chain hotels, it was always difficult to return to his heart.

"OK, I'll consider what President Duan said."

Han Yichen, who was on one side, had already moved. He took song yannuan's hand and said, "if there's nothing wrong with Duan, we'll leave first."

Duan Jingtang nodded with a smile. Han Yichen had pulled song yannuan out of the meeting.

"This guy is really anxious." Duan Jingtang looked at Han Yichen's back and opened his mouth with a smile. Then he couldn't help but cold his face after thinking of what happened tonight. "I don't want it to happen again in the future."

The venue manager behind him nodded again and again, "President Duan, I promise this will never happen in the future!"

Duan Jingtang didn't embarrass him and let him swear on one side. I'm afraid it's still difficult to completely eliminate such things. Once she has a disturbance in business, the rich businessmen in the whole a city are in turmoil.

Han Yichen pulled song yannuan out of the meeting. The autumn was cool. Song yannuan sneezed several times in succession.

He frowned slightly, stuffed song yannuan into the car, and then quickly sat in the driver's seat.

She took out a piece of paper and handed it to song yannuan. She thought a little and took it over.

Originally, song yannuan saw Duan Jingtang tonight and wanted to borrow some money from her. He was entitled to withdraw a year's salary in advance.

This is also a last resort. Song yannuan doesn't want to rely on anyone, whether Han Yichen or Shen Shiqian. Money will only complicate the relationship between them.

What's more, Han Yichen has made a lot of efforts in his father's operation. These must not speak to him.

In a daze, song yannuan sneezed again.

The expression on Han Yichen's face is even more ugly. When can this damn woman learn to take good care of herself!

Perhaps because of the wind, song yannuan began to feel bursts of cold. She couldn't help raising her head and rubbing her bare shoulder.

Although Han Yichen was impatient, he turned on the warm wind almost invisibly.

It's all Qi Wei's fault. He has to choose such a naked dress. Han Yichen cursed in his heart, reached out and took his coat from the back seat and threw it on song yannuan.

Song Yan threw his clothes over his body in a warm hoarse voice, "cough, thank you."

Han Yichen couldn't help humming coldly. These three words are estimated to be the most spoken words by song yannuan. Is it difficult that she has nothing to say to him except "thank you"?

When the warm wind blew, song Yan's warm head was sleepy and his temples were in sudden pain.

I fell asleep.

During this period, Han Yichen drove quietly until he stopped in front of the apartment door and looked sideways to see song yannuan sleeping.

He leaned over to loosen song Yan's seat belt. As soon as he looked back, he saw the sleeping face close at hand. Because of the fever, song Yan warm exhaled a warm breath and threw it on Han Yichen's face, which made Han Yichen a little distracted.

He licked the corners of his lips, but he couldn't help it in the end.

The lips fell on the warm and hot corners of song Yan's lips, and someone who was not sleeping well was awakened.

Looking at Han Yichen with bleary eyes, "what are you doing?"

Han Yichen, a ghost axe, was a little timid. "You have a cold."

Before he finished his words, song yannuan "Oh" and fell asleep again.

There is no saying that if a cold infects another person, he will get better soon. There is no faster way to spread the virus than by mouth.

Han Yichen had such an absurd idea in his mind and was shot by himself in only a second.

He must have been fascinated by the ghost in Song yannuan's body. Otherwise, how could Han Yichen be stunned to do such a thing.

Although he repeatedly condemned himself, he finally waved his hand when the male servant came forward to help song yannuan.

Bending down and directly holding song yannuan in his arms with his clothes, Han Yichen could feel her slightly higher temperature even across the clothes.

"Call a family doctor." After an explanation, Han Yichen turned and entered the apartment.

Although song yannuan fell asleep, he still had some feelings.

She could even clearly feel the warm embrace of Han Yichen, and a chill came up, which made her tight in Han Yichen's arms.

A pair of rough big hands covered her forehead, coupled with an agitated and strongly depressed voice, "when will the family doctor arrive?"

"Mr. Han, the doctor is already on his way."

"What are you doing? Hurry up and get some hot water!"

Then a warm towel covered her smooth forehead, and a burst of comfort came.

The sweat made her neck wet with sweat, and the collar was carefully untied. The warm towel kept wiping her neck, behind her ears and armpits until a sharp needle pierced her arm, and the cold liquid entered her body along the blood vessels.

Song yannuan completely fell asleep. Before he fell asleep, an idea came out.

If Han Yichen could be so gentle all the time, she would rather be so sleepy forever than the tension between them when they were awake.

The only remaining trace of reason and backbone also slowly disappeared in his contacts with Han Yichen. For a moment, song yannuan even felt that it was better to follow him without name, even if it was just a little gentle, it didn't matter if he didn't want that position.

Little three or mistress, as long as they can stay with him.

Look, Han Yichen was completely hurt, and song yannuan still couldn't stop loving him.

Falling in love with Han Yichen is like taking drugs, which makes you lose all your money and want to be with him.

Han Yichen sent the family doctor away. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw song yannuan lying in bed with a smile on his face.

"A heartless woman." Han Yichen whispered his anger and scolded. He was sick and had a fever. He even laughed. But even if I think so, there is a smile on my face that I can't even notice.

What should I do with you, song yannuan?

I know I should hate you, I know I should torture you, and I know I can't do it like this.

But after all, it's still occupied. Instead of worrying so hard, it's better to really get sick for you.

This nonsense idea came out. Han Yichen really got up and leaned over to kiss song yannuan.

Even the lights became soft, everything around them was silent, and there was only the sound of a heart beating wildly in the house.