The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 182 Gold Master Dad Forced Love (40)

late at night.

After Jiang Qishen finished the meeting, he came out of the meeting room and went straight to the office.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, Fei Rongrong hurriedly told Yun Yuan to turn off the computer.

After clearing the traces of the browser, he turned off the computer, and Yun Yuan sat on the office chair with his back to the desk, pretending to watch the night scene.

The sound of footsteps stopped at the door, and then the door was pushed open. Jiang Qishen's long legs appeared first, followed by his slender figure.

Through the inconspicuous shadow on the transparent glass, Yun Yuan turned around the chair, moved his two little feet on the ground, and moved in front of Jiang Qishen including the person and the chair.

"Mr. Jiang, have you finished the meeting?" Yun Yuan looked obedient.

"En." Jiang Qishen looked down at her, fastened his tie with his long fingers, and loosened it.

Staring at Jiang Qishen's Adam's apple, Yun Yuan silently licked his lips, "Then shall we go home?"

"En." Jiang Qishen bypassed Yun Yuan, took a file from the desk, and glanced at the computer.

Yun Yuan stood up from the chair, walked over to hold Jiang Qishen's arm, "Let's go, go home~~"

Arriving in the car silently, Jiang Qishen closed his eyes tightly after the car started.

Jiang Qishen didn't have any expression on his face, he looked very indifferent, as if he didn't care much about what happened today.

However, he is often indifferent, Yun Yuan is not sure.

After returning to the villa, as soon as he stepped into the villa, Yun Yuan ran into the bathroom like a rocket launcher, took off his clothes and took a bath, and made Jiang Qishen, who opened his thin lips slightly before he could say a word, narrow his eyes slightly.

Yun Yuan and Jiang Qishen each slept in a bedroom, and when Yun Yuan came out of the shower, Jiang Qishen had already taken a shower and was sitting on Yun Yuan's soft and pink bed reading a book.

Under the bright light, Jiang Qishen wore thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The glasses cast a faint shadow on the eyelids with the light, which seemed a bit refined.

The long finger clamped a corner of the page, and the big hand moved slightly, turning a page.

Yun Yuan wiped his hair, leaned on the door frame of the bathroom, looked at him indifferently, his fair and tender face was slightly flushed by the steam.

When she had finished wiping her hair, she threw the towel into the clothes basket in the bathroom without looking back.

At this time, Jiang Qishen raised his head, and his short hair after the bath was lying softly on his forehead, giving him a little more warmth and less sharpness.

"come over."

Hearing his voice, Yun Yuan picked up the hair dryer and climbed onto the bed, threw the hair dryer on Jiang Qishen's legs, and said, "Did you ask me to dry my hair?"

Jiang Qi took a deep look at her messy hair on her back. It was wet, with water droplets hanging from the tips of her hair, and the pajamas under her hair were wetted a lot.

Staring at her white jade neck, Jiang Qishen said in a low voice, "Okay."

Yun Yuan quickly plugged in the power, turned on the hair dryer, and looked at him with a smile, "Blow it well, don't burn me, and don't blow my hair into the hair dryer, or it will hurt me a lot."

"En." Jiang Qishen looked down at the hair dryer, answered, then picked up the hair dryer and aimed it at the wet hair on Yun Yuan's back.

"When blowing your hair, you should start blowing from the root of the hair and slowly blow to the end of the hair."

"Don't put the small mouth of the hair dryer too close, and don't keep blowing in one place."

"Better, pick up part of my hair or shake it out..."

Yun Yuan was chattering, and Jiang Qishen was blowing softly.

The whirring sound from the hair dryer and Yun Yuan's chattering voice intertwined into a warm movement.

The warm wind gently blew Yun Yuan's hair, and the corners of Jiang Qishen's lips slightly curled up.

(End of this chapter)