Young master Jiang's secret wife: the president has no limits

Back in her own nest, An Ran threw herself on the soft bed. The fluffy texture made her feel comfortable and she fell asleep without knowing it.

In the night, some people are noisy, some people are lonely. With the hazy night, they always think of things that they dare not think during the day, do things that they dare not do during the day, and their hearts are confused by the dark light. So, in the moment of parting and abandoning, they shed a little tears, and soon they are happy to each other.

In a daze, An Ran woke up in the middle of the night. She wanted to get some water to drink. She stumbled into the kitchen to get a glass of water and slowly drank it. She was a little awake. She fell asleep unconsciously. Looking at her clothes, she was wrinkled and miserable. She wanted to go back to her room to change her pajamas. An Ran took the glass and walked to the bedroom.

Fingers groped in the dark, tapping against the wall with their fingertips, looking for a hidden light switch. For some unknown reason, there was a strange fragrance in the room. The fragrance obviously did not belong to him. An Ran sniffed at the corner of his clothes in confusion, perhaps because of the smell he got from the japanese food store. Because of this daze, the light switch at hand did not press.

It was as if a small beast was lurking in the darkness, breathing out its breath. An Ran was shocked. No, someone was there!

She didn't dare to act rashly. Her cell phone was next to her pillow. If she wanted to call someone now, it would be impossible. Thinking of the bizarre urban legends, the hairs on her hands stood up and she was more than half awake.

"An Ran," the little wheezing beast in the dark seemed to notice.

An Ran did not answer. She had already guessed who it was. As the fragrance of the human body spread through the narrow space, An Ran gradually relaxed and his newly upright hair gradually fell.

Yes, who else would come to my house in the middle of the night besides that psycho Jiangcheng Ann? This guy must have secretly matched the keys to my house with his tyranny. Damn it!

An Ran's mind, which had awakened, was spinning fast, and he had a rough idea of what was going on.

The insults, wrongs, and gossip about Jiangcheng Ann, which she could not remember clearly, made her angry and blamed the logic of the matter on the fact that it was all because of this damned Jiangcheng Ann that she was caught in the crossfire. It was all because of him. It was all his Jiangcheng Ann's fault. With this in mind, An Ran also forgot about the bar incident that day and the protection of Jiangcheng an for her.

Jiangcheng Ann, who was lying in An Ran's bed, was unaware of this.

Then, why did Jiangcheng an come to An Ran's room in the middle of the night? Why did he lie there so quietly for so long? Was it because he had nowhere to sleep? How is it possible that there are so many luxurious rooms in this city, which is not more comfortable than this place where he lives? Or is it really annoying that he came to me to seek comfort after being used to those places where birds and birds live? An Ran thought as he stood in the dark leaning against the wall and drinking the water at hand.

"Jiangcheng Ann?" An Ran called out to the people in the dark.

Silence!

"Did this guy say something strange in his sleep and still sleep?" An Ran muttered.

It was better to turn on the light and see clearly than to guess. Jiangcheng Ann was Tony Leung in the mood for love and knew how to keep quiet in the light and shadow.

"Snap!" An Ran reached out and turned on the light. Sure enough, there was a man lying on the bed, slender and proportionate. From An Ran's point of view, he looked like a warrior who had traveled half the way through the middle ages.

An Ran twisted his head and looked away. His face reddened as he thought of what Jiangcheng Ann had said about why he didn't like him. This man was so seductive. His face was burning hot.

An Ran sat quietly by the side, looking at the beautiful sleeping Jiangcheng Ann. His long curly eyelashes, his healthy and sexy skin color, he and she were breathing so close at the moment, the air seemed to hide a hint of love.

Whoosh, Jiangcheng Ann suddenly opened his eyes and smiled. "How is it good to see?" His voice was low, and there was a drowsy vagueness hidden in his eyes, which were dotted with dots and dots, and one could easily drown in it.

"You, you," An Ran was caught in the act, his face panicked, and blood rushed to his face in an instant, making him completely blush. His face was red, and it was incredibly hot and beautiful.

Jiangcheng Ann was shocked. He had seen a lot of women of all shapes and sizes. This kind of white rabbit was really rare. He had already been married to him, and he couldn't resist it. Thinking of this, he had a bad idea.

Jiangcheng Ann's smile was even more sinister, and his eyes were glued to An Ran's body like a knife, looking at An Ran from head to toe. Jiangcheng Ann was half lying on the bed, staring at An Ran.

An Ran looked at him in a daze. His nose was bleeding. This figure, this look, my mom, I really wanted to take a picture of him. He would sell a lot of money. This is sexier than any woman. I can't take my eyes off him for a moment.

Jiangcheng Ann was pleased with An Ran's expression.

"Tsk," Jiangcheng Ann said softly. With that tsk, An Ran's whole body softened.

An Ran knew it was too dangerous not to share a room with this man. So he smiled awkwardly, picked up the soft quilt and said with a smile, "Since first young master Jiang is sleeping here, I'll go to the sofa to sleep."

"Okay," said Jiangcheng an.

"Ah? It's so easy?" For some reason, An Ran felt a little disappointed when she should be happy.

Jiangcheng Ann couldn't wait any longer. He got up and reached out to turn off the switch next to An Ran. An Ran was startled and could only smell the good smell from Jiangcheng Ann.

Jiangcheng an turned off the lights and the room returned to darkness. An Ran felt a hand around his waist.

"Jiangcheng..." Well, An Ran's mouth was blocked by a lip. His hand caressed An Ran's face. An Ran could not resist. He closed his eyes and kissed her deeply.

Jiangcheng Ann said in a low voice, "An Ran, you smell good. I'm sorry, I can't help it."

An Ran was in Jiangcheng Ann's arms at the moment. She did not speak, and Jiangcheng Ann did not make things difficult for her, because his hand was only around his waist from beginning to end. Perhaps Jiangcheng Ann was not as overbearing and unreasonable as he thought.

"An Ran, can you stay by my side today? Let me hug you. Jiangcheng an asked softly, nodding An Ran's forehead.

An Ran acquiesced. She felt that this usually overbearing and selfish man was now treating his favorite toy like a child, afraid of breaking it. She believed that girls were born with instincts about this.

It was already very late at night. An Ran curled up in Jiangcheng Ann's arms and couldn't help rubbing against it. All he could hear was Jiangcheng's muffled snort, "Baby, don't move. I'm afraid I really can't help it."

An Ran was stunned, Baby? It was me? Whether it was me or not, I didn't dare to move.