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"I won't go back."

Yan Sheng's handsome face is still indifferent. His eyes staring at Yan's mother are deep and deep, which makes people unable to figure out his real emotions.

"At present, my body is not very good. I have to stay with her to recuperate."

When Yan's mother heard the speech, she looked up and glanced at Jiang Miaomiao, who had been staring at Yan Sheng closely. The hate color in her eyes flashed, but all the looks of Yan's mother were taken into the bottom of Yan Sheng's eyes. He stared at his mother slightly, with a dignified look and a low voice,

"So, mom, just have a good rest. I should stay at home for a while."

With that, Yan Sheng took Jiang Miaomiao's hand and turned to leave, but Yan's mother stopped the two people in a hurry,

"Yan Sheng! If you don't go to work, you can only go to the cemetery to see me in the future. "

Yan Sheng turned around when he heard the speech, his long and narrow eyes narrowed tightly, his eyes sank, his thin lips closed tightly, and a touch of hostility flashed at the bottom of his deep eyes.

"Mom!"

Yan Sheng didn't directly answer Yan's mother's words. He just raised his eyebrows and roared in a serious voice. Jiang Miaomiao was also surprised.

What's the matter with my mother-in-law today? She has done so many things that usually seem unimaginable.

"I did what I said."

Yan's mother's voice was full of indescribable firmness at this time. It was like that as long as Yan Sheng didn't promise her now, she would immediately start the knife and fall the next second, resulting in her own life.

Yan Sheng saw that the white thug suddenly clenched his hand. Mickey's narrow eyes were sharp. For a moment, he stared at Yan's mother lying on the side of the bed with slightly drooping eyes.

After a while, Yan Sheng just wanted to talk. Jiang Miaomiao quickly pulled Yan Sheng's sleeve, motioned him not to say any more, and then took Yan Sheng's hand and walked out of the door.

"Yan Sheng, you go to work first. Mom, her mood is not easy to stabilize. You don't stimulate her anymore."

Yan Shengjun frowned deeply, and the bottom of his deep eyes was full of pain. He gently touched his wife's cheek with some heartache,

"Miaomiao, it's not that I don't go, but I'm worried that I'm gone, my mother she..."

Halfway through Yan Sheng's speech, Jiang Miaomiao quickly stretched out his hand and pressed Yan Sheng's lips, motioning him not to say any more. Jiang Miaomiao smiled,

"What? Are you afraid that a living person like me will be hidden by your mother or what? Don't worry, I'm Jiang Miaomiao. I won't be bullied ~ "

Jiang Miaomiao smiled and said to Yan Sheng, squeezing his eyes with a naughty face.

Yan Sheng reached out his hand and stroked Jiang Miao's beautiful little face. His voice was as low and moist as ever,

"I'm afraid you'll leave as soon as you're angry, so I can't find you for a long time."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. If anything, I'll call you at the first time, okay? You and your mother finally relaxed the relationship, which gave me a little chance. You believe me! "

Jiang Miaomiao holds Yan Sheng's hand caressing his little face and comforts him with a smile.

"OK, I promise you."

Then he lowered his head and printed a kiss on her pink lips.

Jiang Miaomiao pushed Yan Sheng with a blush, smiled and said reassuring words again and again, but the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

Yan Sheng wanted to go out like this, but in the end, he couldn't help but lower his head and kissed her lips. His kiss was very gentle. Jiang Miaomiao was slightly stunned. He didn't push him away, but blushed and responded faintly.

His kiss always made her heart throb.

Originally Yan Sheng just wanted to kiss her gently and go out, but now he can't help but want more from Jiang Miaomiao.

His body began to become hot and dry, and the wheezing sound from his nose gradually became heavy. His big hand tightly grasped Jiang Miaomiao's small waist, and the temperature between his palms ironed her delicate skin like jade through a thin layer of cloth.

Aware of Yan Sheng's change, Jiang Miaomiao was shocked and hurriedly pushed away Yan Sheng, who was dissatisfied with his desire. Now is not the time to do these things. He hammered Yan Sheng on his chest like a spoiled girl. His beautiful smiling face was red like autumn maple leaves. He stared angrily at Yan Sheng and was ready to leave his arms, but Yan Sheng quickly hugged her tightly, Don't let go.

"Well, hurry up, or your mother will be angry again later."

Jiang Miaomiao straightened his face, forcibly pressed down his reluctance and dependence at the bottom of his heart, pushed and pushed out of Yan Sheng's arms, thinking that he was about to leave, and some water vapor came out of his eyes.

Seeing her little face red, the corners of her eyes were gradually moist, and the tears were shining. Yan Sheng's narrow and quiet eyes narrowed slightly. His keen eyes stared at Jiang Miaomiao's clean little face for a moment. His slender white fingers gently wiped her wet corners of her eyes, and his thin lips bent,

"What's the matter? Is it because I'm reluctant to leave? "

His thin lips attached to her ears and gently bit her white earlobe. His voice was low and hoarse,

"Or do you want me to help you put out the fire?"

Hearing Yan Sheng's explicit ridicule, Jiang Miaomiao's little face became more and more red. He struggled to get out of his arms, narrowed his eyes and stared at him tightly,

"Kill you big head ghost, come on, come on, don't annoy me here..."

Then Jiang Miaomiao walked back to his room.

Yan Sheng stood in the same place, staring at Jiang Miaomiao's back tightly. Until he disappeared, he looked restrained, sighed, and turned away from the villa.

Yan's mother stood at the door of the room and watched her son leave the house step by step. The Yin and Li in her eyes became more and more strong. Just now, their affectionate appearance at the door fell into Yan's mother's eyes.

Jiang Miaomiao, Yan Sheng is gone now. I want to see who still protects you now.

Thinking of this, Yan's mother's eyes narrowed slightly, went downstairs, dismissed all the servants at home and gave them paid leave for a period of time.

Then he sat on the big sofa in the living room and called Jiang Miaomiao's bedroom with a smile. Although Yan's mother's face was smiling, her smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes at all.

"Jiang Miaomiao, make me a cup of tea."

Yan's mother said to the person at the other end of the phone like a servant, and then hung up the phone. She didn't want to hear any response from Jiang Miaomiao.

"OK..."

Jiang Miaomiao didn't have time to answer anything. Yan's mother hung up the phone. She had to take a deep breath, pursed her lips, and went downstairs like a life.

"Mom, what tea do you drink?"

As soon as Jiang Miaomiao came downstairs, he saw Yan's mother lying lazily on the sofa. He quickly smiled and said to Yan's mother.