My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

When Wen Tingting saw Yang Jian lose his temper, he laughed and said, "it doesn't look like you in normal times."

It turned out that Yang Jian also had a time when she was out of control.

Yang Jian found himself out of fashion. He quickly restrained all his expressions, straightened his colors and said, "anyway, you should be better to yourself and love yourself more."

As for dinglun scum, it is right to cut off contact from now on.

"All right, I'll take care of my own affairs. Just work hard and I'll be measured."

It's always good for someone to care about themselves.

Yang Jian had no choice but to leave the office.

The office was quiet. Wen Tingting leaned against the back of her office chair and remembered what had happened recently and Yang Jian's strange feelings for herself.

She also thinks it's wonderful that some people like her really like themselves without asking for anything in return.

Yang Jianjian knows that she is a married woman, but she is still moved by her. She really doesn't know what he likes about herself.

As soon as it was time to get off work, Yang Jane volunteered to drive for her.

She rarely joked: "we all have gossip, don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"

Yang Jianduan said, "I'm your assistant. It's normal to be your driver. In this life, people can't live to meet other people's wishes, and they shouldn't be controlled by others."

Wen Tingting smiled and didn't answer.

Yang Jian's words are quite reasonable. If she didn't know he liked herself, she wouldn't know he was selfish.

As soon as she got on the bus, Yang Jian handed her a cup of hot soybean milk and a dessert.

Before, she certainly wouldn't pay attention to these details. She just felt that he seemed to take it for granted. If you are more careful, you can find that Yang Jian gave her sweets at this time.

It seems that he prepared such food for her in the afternoon because he knew her blood sugar was low.

"Thanks." Wen Tingting drank soybean milk silently.

Yang Jian looked at her and was a little surprised how she became so polite today.

On the way home, Yang Jian played soft music. She drank soybean milk and chewed sweets. She felt an unprecedented peace

Wen Tingting didn't know how she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, she found Yang Jian dozing off.

Look at the time again. It's eight o'clock in the evening.

She pushed Yang Jian: "why don't you call me when you arrive?"

"Aren't you awake? Hurry back." Yang Jane stretched her waist.

Wen Tingting got out of the car for fear of being nagged by Yao Lijun. She was about to run into the house. She felt something was wrong. She quickly turned back and asked, "are you going to take my car back?"

"Well, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Yang Jian seems to have no problem with this.

Wen Tingting stared at Yang Jian driving away in her car. He used to drive her home in her car and pick her up the next morning. It's a common thing.

Now look at him doing the same thing. To tell the truth, her mood is different from before.

I didn't know he liked her before. Now that I know, she always feels that she should keep a certain distance from Yang Jian. At least they shouldn't get too close after work.

Thinking, she entered the house.

As soon as she entered the living room and saw Yao Lijun, she immediately counseled.

Shi Zui sat down beside her: "Mom was still talking about you just now. I don't know when you'll be back. If you want to go home late next time, call first to avoid my mother's worry."

Wen Tingting nodded hurriedly, "I know!"