Chapter 137

Jiang Zhenhai is to be angry again heartbeat quickens: "you this is what bastard talk?"

Jiang shaoxun sneered and went upstairs.

Jiang Zhenhai sat downstairs for a while, trying to see his great grandson, but finally sighed and went back to Jiang's house accompanied by the housekeeper.

It's hard for Jiang shaoxun to say something to himself. It's better than locking the door and not letting him in. He knows that Nie Changhuan is a peacemaker in the middle, but her identity really doesn't deserve shaoxun.

Some things still can't be pushed too fast, otherwise it will be the same as before.

On the balcony, Chang Huan watched Mr. Jiang's car leave. She sighed and looked at the study again. The light was on in the study. In her mind, Jiang shaoxun's handsome posture of working at his desk came to mind.

She turns around and tucks in the quilt for didiao. Now didiao can go to bed on time, and she doesn't need to read story books to fall asleep. Xiaolian grins in her sleep. She must have had some good dreams.

Chang Huan reaches out to touch her head. Her baby has grown up a lot recently and become more sensible. Her reaction to knowing that Jiang shaoxun is her father is more mature.

As a mother, she is very glad to see her son grow up. She just doesn't know if she can always accompany him and watch him grow up. She also doesn't know if Jiang shaoxun is standing beside her like tonight, no matter what happens.

Changhuan opened the wardrobe. In one of the wardrobe, Jiang shaoxun gave her sexy underwear. She blushed and picked them up. But she took a look at each one, made a gesture on her body, and then put them back.

She still doesn't have the courage to put them on.

Chang Huan closed the door of the coat cabinet, walked outside for two steps, and then stepped back. He opened the wardrobe with a red face, closed his eyes, quickly grabbed a set of underwear inside, and ran into the bathroom with his underwear in his heart like thunder.

When she saw that the underwear in her hand was all black lace, which could not cover anything, she almost fainted. After bathing, she dawdled and put on the shameful underwear, then put on the conservative pajamas, which made Changhuan feel more comfortable.

Changhuan is sitting on Jiang shaoxun's bed. He is working. It's hard for her to disturb him. She can only wait here, like waiting for the emperor's favorite concubine.

She held the quilt that he had slept on, and the fragrance of him was still on the quilt. She blushed and was a little out of her mind, thinking about Jiang shaoxun's words of marrying her.

She was afraid that he would take her away, so she hid far away. He must be angry that she avoided, so he would be fierce to her. But when she was in trouble, he appeared for the first time. He had her in his heart.

Tonight she will try her best to let him taste her.

Changhuan thought of his strong figure and put himself in the quilt. It's too shameful.

When Jiang shaoxun went back to his room to get his papers, he saw a bulge on his quilt, and what else was rolling around inside.

Under the bed is placed her neat cotton tow, above there is a lovely pig, and lost is the same model, his lips slowly up, in the middle of the night ran to his bed, don't tell him is wrong?

Or did he help her today, so she wanted to please him in this way?

But he preferred that she could come to his bed at any time, rather than in such a way as to repay him.

Jiang shaoxun leaned against the door, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Nie Changhuan on the bed.

Changhuan feels hot all over. She kicks off the quilt and shows her warm, white, slender and pretty legs. Her round and full feet curl up slightly. She lies on the quilt and buries her face in the quilt. Her hips tilt up slightly. She doesn't find her posture at all. She falls into the eyes of the man standing at the door.

He said that holding her, Chang Huan sat up with her back to the door, opened her clothes and pinched the meat on her waist. No, it's very symmetrical meat.

She opened her pajamas again and looked at the scene inside. It seemed that steam came out of her hair and she fell on the bed again. Ah, for the first time, she did such a bold thing and climbed onto his bed on her own initiative.

If he wants to marry her, she even has the idea to marry him.

Changhuan suddenly jumped up from the bed. She held her face in her hands. No, no, women still have to be reserved. She went to the bathroom to wash her face and wash away the heat.

As soon as Chang Huan turned around, she saw the smiling man standing at the door. She immediately covered her face and screamed. She hurriedly pulled the quilt, held the quilt and buried herself under the quilt.

All her reactions can't be described as cute.

Jiang shaoxun walked slowly towards Changhuan, stretched out his hand across the quilt, supported Changhuan's cheek, trapped her in his arms, and deliberately oppressed her.

"Woman, do you know where this is?"

The deep voice of evil spirit came from outside the quilt. Chang Huan was so shy that she wished she had never been here before. But at the thought of what he said to marry her, she pulled back the quilt shyly and looked at Jiang shaoxun affectionately, like a blooming lily.

Chang Huan deliberately lowered his voice: "man, do you know who you are pressing?"

Jiang shaoxun laughs and bites her ear, which makes Changhuan shudder. Just a simple tease makes her sing a low voice.

"Fourth brother."

Jiang shaoxun went down her earlobe, kissed her white swan neck, and even wanted to throw away the quilt. But when he caught the quilt with his hands, Jiang shaoxun restrained himself.

He held her and sucked heavily on her neck. She fell into the water during the lunar calendar, but she didn't recover completely. How could he be willing to hurt her and make her haggard physically and mentally? After all, a cheetah with meat can't be killed with a little meat.

After sucking blood on her neck, he released her, rolled out of bed, unbuttoned with one hand and went to the bathroom.

Chang Huan sat up with the quilt in his arms and looked at Jiang shaoxun's back in a daze. Is that all?

She's ready. Why did he leave?

Is he going to wash it?

Changhuan smiles sweetly when she is buried in the quilt. She arranges the quilt, and then honestly waits for Jiang shaoxun's arrival.

The sound of splashing water in the bathroom made her think about it. She thought that the water would flow down his fine hair, through his thick eyebrows, deep eyes, high nose and sexy thin lips, and then through his honey skin, and fall on his flat and solid belly