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

Jiangcheng an caught up with Luo Luo and apologized, saying that he shouldn't have used Luo Luo like this.

"Well, I see. There's nothing else I need to get to luo luo. Then luo luo will go back first." Luo Luo didn't finish listening to Jiangcheng Ann and went back to the hotel with Ru Song.

Only Ru Song knew that on this afternoon, Luo Luo was alone in the room for a long time, saying nothing, everything was according to the etiquette of growing up to suppress her, the more this, the more heartbreaking Luo Luo.

According to Jiangcheng Ann's temperament, it was possible not to go to An Ran and ask everything clearly. Sure enough, on this sad night of Luo Luo, Jiangcheng Ann found Ah Can and hid in An Ran's small apartment.

"An Ran, I must make everything clear tonight." Jiangcheng an looked downstairs at the lights in the apartment and paused for a moment.

He was alone in his villa in Jiangcheng. This kind of apartment was more popular than the desolation of the villa. Jiangcheng Ann had never looked at an ordinary single apartment as seriously as he did today.

An Ran was curled up on the sofa, wearing comfortable home clothes early on. He was holding a fluffy pillow from a treasure trove and was chasing the drama with his little notebook in his arms. "Ah, this is the time for people to live. What documents, what bids, go to the side." An Ran changed her position and continued her happy life.

At this awkward moment, Jiangcheng Ann knocked on the door and came in.

"Hey, An Ran, I know you're home. The lights are on. Open the door for me." Jiangcheng an stood at the door, waiting for An Ran to open the door. In fact, Jiangcheng Ann already had the key to An Ran's apartment. He could open it whenever he wanted.

An Ran, however, was still haggling over Jiangcheng Ann's new love today and said, "Why is first young master Jiang here today? I'm not picking it up today."

An Ran's mouth was like a girl from a certain building in a tv drama or an ancient costume movie, and he was trying to hurt Jiangcheng Ann. In fact, An Ran knew what was going on in his heart, and it was all because Jiangcheng Ann didn't dare to come in without permission.

There was a long standoff between the inside and the outside. Jiangcheng Ann, who had always been so domineering and secretive, said many good things to An Ran. An Ran was about to lose his defense and the painter upstairs came back.

An Ran heard the conversation between the usually neurotic painter and Jiangcheng Ann through the door.

"What are you doing in front of An Ran's house? Tell me if it's from this apartment, or I'll call security." Through the door, An Ran could imagine the painter looking at Jiangcheng Ann with disdain. The painter had a very straight personality and was never used to harassing those stinking men who were harassing girls.

An Ran continued to sit on the sofa and listen to what was happening outside the door as if listening to a free crosstalk, just in time for her show to be advertised.

Jiangcheng Ann was a little flustered by this unknown person. Don't treat me like a pervert. I can't explain myself now.

An Ran only heard Jiangcheng an te calmly and shamelessly answer outside the door, "Oh, you're An Ran's neighbor, right? I've heard An Ran mention you all the time. By the way, An Ran didn't tell you? I'm her fiance abroad. We're about to get a license."

The artist looked up and down at Jiangcheng Ann suspiciously. Well, it looked like that. It didn't look like a lie.

Jiangcheng an, on the other hand, laughed even more innocently, and continued to write at the level of nonsense that could win an international prize, "That's right. Now the little girl has to be so temperamental that she won't open the door for me or care about her future husband being pitiful outside."

When An Ran heard this, she really wanted a keyboard to hit her face and talk nonsense. It seemed that if she didn't open the door for Jiangcheng Ann today, something might have happened. Maybe Jiangcheng Ann could make up a whole story about An Ran's pregnancy before marriage.

The more she thought about it, the worse it got. An Ran opened the door for Jiangcheng Ann with a dark face.

Jiangcheng Ann vaguely sensed that someone was coming towards the door, and a sly smile appeared on his lips. He said to himself, look, An Ran, no matter how stubborn you are, you still opened the door for me obediently.

The little painter was still tugging at Jiangcheng Ann from head to toe. An Ran opened the door and said to Jiangcheng an in an unfriendly voice, "The door is open. Come in."

The next painter cast a brother to Jiangcheng Ann and you went upstairs looking for your own happiness. An Ran watched the painter go upstairs before closing the door quietly.

The painter went upstairs, thinking about Jiangcheng Ann, "An Ran usually looks very low-key. I didn't expect that he would be so low-key that he has a fiance. That fiance is really good. He just fits the old saying. Well, what's the old saying? He's so handsome." There were not many people who could make this painter, whose heart was higher than heaven and his life was shorter than paper, judge him like this, so it was obvious that Jiangcheng Ann's appearance really made people feel very good.

An Ran had just closed the door, and before he could turn around, Jiangcheng Ann hugged him.

Jiangcheng Ann was much taller than An Ran. Jiangcheng Ann leaned his angular chin against An Ran's head while holding An Ran. An Ran's home coat had a hat on it. Jiangcheng an was holding her like a large furry koala.

Although Jiangcheng Ann was really angry with An Ran in the afternoon and disliked the mean An Ran, Jiangcheng Ann felt that no matter how big a mistake An Ran made, he would eventually forgive her at this minute when he really hugged An Ran in his arms.

An Ran, who was being held, was obviously reluctant. She always felt that Jiangcheng Ann had an affair with another woman, and even Jiangcheng Ann now felt dirty when she touched her body.

The more Jiangcheng an embraced An Ran, the more he struggled. The two of them were so deadlocked, neither of them was willing to compromise, and so it was. If they did, it wouldn't be An Ran or Jiangcheng Ann. It wouldn't be possible for things to go this far.

"An Ran, can you stop messing around? Hmm?" Jiangcheng Ann's deep, magnetic male voice appeared above An Ran's head. An Ran listened to this magnetic boy and felt a tingling sensation in his body.

Soon, An Ran felt ashamed and angry. He was so easily seduced by Jiangcheng Ann. His face flushed a little and he said to Jiangcheng an angrily, "I went too far? I want to know what I went too far. Anyway, I can't go too far than first young master Jiang. You have a new lover so soon, and you are so fair and aboveboard."

When An Ran said his new love, the veins on his face popped up and he was very excited. Apart from anger and despair in his eyes, An Ran walked away thinking that Jiangcheng an and gu yun were in fact the same kind of people, and she was cheated over and over again. No one wanted to repeat the same mistake. The second injury was worse than the first.