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

Jiangcheng an carried An Ran into the car and ordered the driver to drive home.

The driver in front silently looked at the rearview mirror to make sure that Jiangcheng Ann was really carrying a woman and was ready to go home. He couldn't help but ask, "Is it going home?"

"Yes, go home." Jiangcheng Ann's answer was crisp.

The driver looked back anxiously. Even if Jiangcheng Ann was outside with other women, he was in a hotel and hotel. He would never bring her home. Could it be that young master Jiang was really moved?

An Ran was drunk and in a daze, all she knew was that someone had come to save her, as if she were still a very close person. For some reason, An Ran suddenly felt relieved and simply took one of Jiangcheng Ann's arms and rubbed it against his chest.

There was a sweet smell of milk on her body. When Jiangcheng Ann smelled it, his heart was stirred like a volcano, and he wanted to eat the little fox right away.

An Ran sensed Jiangcheng Ann's nervousness and deliberately reached out to touch his red ears, then put his head on his chin and rubbed his cheek against his chest.

This little demon!

Jiangcheng an was speechless. He knew that An Ran was drunk, so he couldn't blame her. Thinking about it, he could only grab An Ran's restless paws and whisper in her ear, "Be honest!"

An Ran had a terrible headache, nodded, closed his eyes and rested in his arms.

The car went smoothly. The driver saw the scene and wanted to send them back as soon as possible. It was unbelievable.

Jiangcheng Ann's own villa was mostly empty. He only liked to live alone and felt at ease. Bringing An Ran back was also a helpless move. Going to the hotel at this time, I was afraid that An Ran would jump and run away.

When they got out of the car, Jiangcheng an shook An Ran awake and frowned impatiently, "Wake up, get out of the car!"

An Ran was forced out of his sleep, his stomach full of anger, and his soft fist landed directly on Jiangcheng Ann's chest, "I want to sleep... You let me sleep..."

This sweet and delicate tone made Jiangcheng Ann's toes numb. Unable to resist the drunken An Ran, he carried her directly into the room.

Her clothes were already stained with the smell of alcohol, which made Jiangcheng Ann very unhappy. She peeled off her dress and revealed her snow-white body. It was slightly red from the alcohol, more like a ripe peach, and it smelled good.

An Ran could sense Jiangcheng Ann's movements and threw him on the bed, muttering, "Can you not leave me alone? I'm afraid..."

Jiangcheng Ann's hand moved a little, much gentler, holding the dishonest An Ran, gradually into a good situation. An Ran, who had been wiped clean, slept heavily and hugged Jiangcheng Ann, refusing to let go.

Satisfied, young master Jiang took the little fox in his arms and slept well.

The next morning, An Ran woke up from a dream and opened his eyes to see Jiangcheng Ann's long eyelashes.

His body trembled with fright!

She couldn't remember much about last night. It must have been because of the broken pieces. Why was the new cocktail so strong?

An Ran didn't know what to do. She was sold by her mother before. This time, she really didn't know how to excuse herself.

But no matter how hard she tried to remember what happened last night, she couldn't remember anything.

"Little An Ran, are you awake?"

"You rascal, you!" An Ran pointed at Jiangcheng Ann, but could not say anything. He could only pick up his clothes on the carpet and put them on in a hurry. He was so embarrassed that he rushed out the door with a red face.

Jiangcheng Ann shook his head helplessly. As expected, the little fox would struggle to leave him as soon as he woke up.

As soon as the door of the villa opened, An Ran was blinded by a bright light, which subconsciously blocked his face.

There was a commotion.

"This is the woman young master Jiang brought back last night!"

"Shoot! Quick! This is big news!"

"...

This group of reporters, as if they were crazy, aimed the camera at An Ran, making her unavoidable and directly exposed to the media.

"Miss, what is your relationship with young master Jiang?"

"Will you get engaged in the future? Which family are you from and why haven't you shown up before?"

There were so many questions from the reporters that An Ran didn't want to answer any of them. She just felt that she was unlucky. She wanted to run, but she really didn't know where to run.

More and more questions were asked, and An Ran was speechless throughout the whole process, unable to utter a single word.

Almost drowned out by the sound of questioning, there was another person beside him. Jiangcheng Ann shouted at the crowd, "Get out of the way!"

An Ran looked up at Jiangcheng Ann as if he had been saved, only to find that he had just walked out in a simple suit, which was captured by the media, but it would affect his personal image.

Although Jiangcheng Ann was dressed like this and looked very handsome, there were two big words written on his face: unhappy.

"Since when is it your turn to dictate my private life? Leave from me!"

Jiangcheng Ann's anger made some reporters restrain their harsh attitude, but faced with the temptation of big news, they still asked Jiangcheng Ann.

Looking at Jiangcheng Ann, who was pestered by reporters, An Ran realized that he had attracted the attention of many people. He sneaked around the crowd and ran east, leaving the villa area in one go.

As she ran, she recalled what happened last night and could vaguely remember some images, like last night, or did Jiangcheng save her?

An Ran looked back and made sure that no reporters were following him. Then he took a taxi and went back to his home.

It's getting late. If you don't hurry up, you might be late again.

The phone suddenly rang. It was Jiangcheng an.

"An Ran, you'd better not go to work today." Jiangcheng Ann's tone was a little serious. "I'm sorry about what happened this morning."

An Ran hung up before he could say a word.

One look at the caller id: husband Jiangcheng Ann.

Husband? Is there a mistake? But when she thought that Jiangcheng Ann, who was so cold to the bone, would do these little things secretly, An Ran couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It was as if he was not as insufferable as he was rumored to be.

Just as he relaxed, An Ran looked at the time and hurriedly washed up, changed his clothes, put on makeup, and went out like a war.

An Ran was relieved when he got on the bus. It seemed that he could still keep his full attendance this month.

The call that Jiangcheng an made was completely forgotten by her.

There was nothing wrong with the report that was thrown out last night. The new boss looked it up and waved at An Ran, which was considered her successful passing the test.

An Ran had never intended to receive any praise from his new boss from the beginning, and it was a good thing he didn't get scolded now.

I don't know about Jiangcheng Ann...