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

Jiangcheng an was thinking about having a child outside the door. If it was An Ran, maybe having a child wasn't as bad as he thought..

"What would it feel like to be at home?" He was a little fuzzy. He thought about the family he grew up in, the huge family business, his mother passed away when he was very young, and then Yue Sijia entered his life.

The family business could provide him with a comfortable environment, and it also gave him the training in the bloody rain. The warmth of the family was just a vague concept in his mind.

"Jiangcheng Ann, are you still there?" An Ran asked through the door. She tried her best to speak.

Interrupting Jiangcheng an's memories of the past, his thoughts returned and he responded to An Ran.

"Yes, can I help you?" Hearing An Ran's voice, Jiangcheng Ann said quickly. He had just done so many things without knowing it. It would be better if he could do something to make it up to An Ran.

On second thought, how could such a embarrassing thing be said? An Ran forced himself to blush and asked Jiangcheng an to get her a tampon.

A completely straight man, Jiangcheng Ann heard the word sanitary napkin is completely unclear, think about it, in the past life circle, think about which woman asked first young master Jiang to find sanitary pads?

"An Ran." Jiangcheng called out tentatively, "You, which one is where?"

There was a moment of silence in the bathroom, and the room was eerily quiet. In the quiet space, An Ran remembered that there should be no sanitary pads at home.

"I just remembered that the last time I bought tampons at home, I should have run out." An Ran said something so faint that even if she was forced to do so, she would not say a good word to Jiangcheng an.

She thought that if Jiangcheng didn't buy it for her, at the worst, she should stay in the bathroom longer. When she was more comfortable, she would go by herself. That was how she came when her mother only left An Ran at home when she went out to gamble.

Staring at the floor of the blue and white apartment on the ground, An Ran said to the door, "Jiangcheng Ann, if you don't want to go, you won't go. You shouldn't be in charge of my business either." As soon as An Ran's stubbornness came up, no one could stop her. She had no hope.

Through the frosted door, An Ran could see Jiangcheng Ann's figure shaking. He didn't say anything. An Ran smiled coldly. Yes, she was just saying that she could have sex with money. How could she buy sanitary pads for her now?

Jiangcheng an was hesitating at the door. A big man had never bought anything like that. He needed some time to digest it.

After a brief hesitation, Jiangcheng Ann stomped his foot and left the house. He didn't have the nerve to tell An Ran and calculated to buy it back as quickly as possible.

Before leaving, she was a little worried. She knocked on the bathroom door and threw An Ran a pair of cotton shorts without saying a word. She asked An Ran to cushion them first.

An Ran thought that Jiangcheng Ann was scared away by the fact that she was going to buy tampons. She quickly took the shorts and slammed the door shut. Her stomach hurt so much that she twitched.

After everything he could think of, Jiangcheng an took the key and hurried out. He remembered that he had to walk down the street for 24 hours to find a convenience store, and wrapped his coat tightly to make Jiangcheng Ann disappear into the night. The cold of the late autumn night made him shiver.

"How long has it been since I ran around in such a cold night?" Jiangcheng an's clothes tightened again. The cold night reminded him of the night when yue sijia had just arrived at the jiang family.

No, An Ran is still in pain in the apartment. We have to hurry. Jiangcheng Ann quickened his pace and headed for the convenience store. Not long after, he came back quickly and ran away, afraid that it would take a second.

In the apartment, An Ran felt as if he had already died. He pounded on the water tank behind the toilet. An Ran covered his stomach and said, "God, you can either let me die. If you don't let me die, then one day I will be invincible and terrifying."

Cold sweat ran down her back, the tips of her nails dug into her flesh, and her body twitched in pain and cold.

The sound of the key turning sounded behind the door. An Ran used his remaining consciousness to think, could it be that Jiangcheng Ann came back?

"An Ran, An Ran, are you okay? I'm back, your stuff." Jiangcheng Ann's voice rang out and you banged on the bathroom door. An Ran opened the door, but no longer had the strength to stop Jiangcheng Ann from coming in. Jiangcheng an put a bag of things in An Ran's arms and turned to go out.

Flushed, Jiangcheng Ann adjusted her breathing and waited for An Ran at the door, afraid that she was too weak to come out.

The fire that burned out in An Ran's heart was reborn. Although Jiangcheng Ann was usually mean to her, at least he did not ignore it at such a time. That was enough.

Then he looked at the bag in his arms. Really, Jiangcheng Ann bought all the sanitary pads that he could buy in the convenience store. He had everything he needed for daily use and night use.

Quickly, An Ran felt that he had used up all his strength and wanted to fall back and sleep like this. The cold wind in the bathroom made his stomach hurt.

"Jiangcheng Ann." An Ran stared at his white, peeling lips and tentatively called out to Jiangcheng Ann.

Jiangcheng an was waiting for An Ran to make a sound at the door. Now that he had a clear signal, he no longer had to worry about being called a pervert by An Ran.

Looking at An Ran, who was leaning against the toilet, jiang chengah came out with An Ran in his arms without saying a word. The muscles in his hands bulged up, showing strong and beautiful arm lines.

An Ran, who had been propped up by willpower in front of her, began to relax in Jiangcheng Ann's arms. As long as there was someone she could rely on, she would be satisfied even if it was only for a few minutes. She closed her eyes and no longer cared about the pain of suffocation.

Jiang Chengan stroked An Ran's sweaty back with his palms, and then looked at the man in his arms, who was as pale as a support doll, so weak that people were worried that they would break her in the next moment.

Leaving a light kiss on An Ran's chapped lips, Jiang Chengan placed her on the bed as lightly as possible. After thinking about it, it seemed that the bed was a little hard. After rummaging through An Ran's closet, he found a thick mattress and put An Ran back on the mattress.

"Then it shouldn't be so uncomfortable." Jiang chengan said that An Ran had already passed out in bed. The question jiang chengan had asked about An Ran had now become a one-man act.

He tilted his head and looked at An Ran carefully. He shook the quilt and covered An Ran with it.

"I'm so tired." Jiang chengan took off his clothes and laid down in An Ran's bed. He carefully turned into the quilt and wanted to sleep with An Ran in his arms. He had been dissatisfied with sleeping separately in Island for a long time.