Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 140 Song Xiaoya, can I afford you?

When Jiang Beichen appeared in the villa with Song Xiaoya in his arms, the bodyguards and servants all secretly looked at the two of them. Song Xiaoya's face burned, and she immediately let go of the hand on his neck, and whispered, "Jiang Beichen, come home!" Come on, let me down."

Jiang Beichen didn't answer her, and carried her directly into the room, then went up to the second floor, and in the bedroom, then walked to the sofa and put her on it firmly.

Then, he took off the mask on her face, looked at the wound on her lip, and kissed lightly, "Does it still hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt."

"Don't make me do that next time."

Looking at the blood scab on her mouth, Jiang Beichen's eyes showed distress.

He didn't allow her to have any relationship with any man except him.

Song Xiaoya became angry when she heard Jiang Beichen's words. He bit her mouth open, but he came to teach her a lesson. Although she likes him now, she still has dignity.

"What, are you angry?" Jiang Beichen looked amused at her angry look, then sat beside her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Song Xiaoya angrily moved to the other side of the sofa, and asked full of resentment, "When will you let me go out?"

"Well," he glanced at her, then said lightly, "look at your performance."

"What does this mean?" Song Xiaoya was upset again. Doesn't this mean that he might imprison her for the rest of her life?

"Don't understand? Then I'll teach you again." Seeing her dissatisfied expression, Jiang Beichen smiled charmingly, and pressed her on the sofa the next moment.

"Understood, I understand, I understand very well..." Song Xiaoya was depressed. Could it be that men only have that kind of thought about women in their minds?

Can it be purer?
"Then tell me, what do you understand?" Seeing that she was shy, Jiang Beichen asked her deliberately.

She opened her mouth and muttered a few words, but she didn't understand what she was saying.

After pushing Jiang Beichen away, she sat up again, and said to Jiang Beichen, "You can't let me stay here all day, can you? I still have to go to work!" She still has a dream that has not been realized, and she doesn't want to change now. into a caged bird.

"Song Xiaoya, can I afford you?" Jiang Beichen became angry when she heard her talk about work with confidence. If it wasn't for work, she wouldn't have provoked those messy people, and wouldn't have been secretly photographed.

Given that her brain cells are so lacking, it's safer for her to stay at home.

"It's not whether I can be supported, but I have my dream, and I haven't realized my dream yet."

"Is being a designer that important to you?" Jiang Beichen looked at her seriously.Her pursuit of becoming a fashion designer seems to be more persistent than he imagined.

"Of course, that was my childhood dream!" Song Xiaoya nodded.

"Song Xiaoya, from today onwards, you are my personal fashion designer." He hooked his lips, and then said slowly.

He has the ability to make her one of the top fashion designers in the country within a year. Since she likes it, he will fulfill her and help her realize her dream.

He still has this confidence.With Jiang's strength, she can be promoted to the top of the industry at any time.

What he said made Song Xiaoya excited. She knew that the one who was planned by Jingai had this ability, and DL had many first-class designers in China.

but……

"However, I don't want to rely on your strength anymore, I want to prove myself with my own ability."

She really wants to make a breakthrough with her own ability, so that the dreams realized are valuable.

Hearing her words, Jiang Beichen's face suddenly turned cold, "Song Xiaoya, you don't want my help, but are you willing to ask Qiao Runzhe to help you?!"

She promised to be Qiao Runzhe's personal clothing designer, but now she refuses to be his personal clothing designer. What does she mean? !

"These two things are totally different." She looked at him and explained.

Qiao Runzhe had said something that hurt her before, so he wanted to make it up. Song Xiaoya's refusal seemed to be very caressing, and it was just a chance to apologize.

But Jiang Beichen is different, Jiang Beichen is her man!

Now that she accepts his help, she is going through the back door, relying on clinging to the man to get to the top!

Therefore, she can calmly agree to be Qiao Runzhe's designer, but she can't accept Jiang Beichen's help calmly. Even if she succeeds, she will feel ashamed.

"What's different?" Jiang Beichen was a little angry and asked in a heavy voice.

"I don't know, anyway..." Song Xiaoya bit her lip habitually, but unfortunately she bit the wound that Jiang Beichen gave her yesterday, and she groaned in pain.Then he immediately stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

There was a salty taste in his mouth—she had bitten the wound open!

Jiang Beichen looked at her silly and annoyed look, and the seriousness on her face turned into a smile!
"Song Xiaoya, can you be any more stupid?" This can bite the wound open, it's really stupid.

After being teased by him, Song Xiaoya became dissatisfied again, "It's all your fault!" If it wasn't for him, her lips wouldn't be hurt either!

"Don't move!" Jiang Beichen raised his hand and gently stroked her injured lips. Fortunately, there was only a little blood left, and it stopped. The injury was not deep.

Song Xiaoya was a little surprised by Jiang Beichen's gentle movements, not knowing what he was going to do again.

"Song Xiaoya, remember, your lips belong to me only."

Looking at Jiang Beichen's dark and affectionate eyes, Song Xiaoya subconsciously nodded, "Oh."

Jiang Beichen smiled in satisfaction, then he lowered his head suddenly and kissed her lips.

His kiss left her lips, walked all the way down, and when it reached her chin, Jiang Beichen suddenly frowned and asked angrily, "Song Xiaoya, what did you wipe on your face?"

His thin lips had already been stained with a thick layer, which looked a little funny.

Song Xiaoya reacted from his tenderness, and then remembered that she had put on a thick layer of foundation to cover the marks left by yesterday, she looked at Jiang Beichen, "I... put on some foundation..."

"..." Hearing this, Jiang Beichen's expression turned even worse!

damn it!He just wanted to make out with his wife, but he took a mouthful of cosmetics!
When Song Xiaoya moved her gaze to Jiang Beichen's mouth, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Jiang Beichen's eyes turned cold, even his stern gaze couldn't stop her from laughing, God knows how funny he looks now.

"Is it funny?" He suddenly raised his hand to hold her chin, and kissed her with the foundation on his mouth.

Now, Song Xiaoya finally couldn't laugh anymore.

(End of this chapter)