The Romantic CEO

"It's shameless. Put me down." Thinking of his fist, he beat Jiang Yichen's shoulder lightly.

"Shhh..." Jiang Yichen glanced at her mother's room and motioned for her silence.

Miss also dare not loud, she stares at him: "your leg is inconvenient, put me down quickly."

Jiang Yichen leaned over and took a bite on her lip to make her shut up. Chattering was really annoying.

The door lying on her side was opened, and Jiang Yichen put her down. Then he put her against the wall on one side and pulled the buttons on the chest of her pajamas.

Home installed floor heating, even now outside the cold wind gusts, but the indoor is still warm as spring, care to change the thin long sleeve pajamas still hot.

Thin lips along her lips slowly swimming, he gentle action, slowly pry open her teeth, forcing her to respond.

Miss was forced to face up and bear the kiss from him, because he was not in his own home, so he couldn't let go. He was surrounded by a man's waist and his heart was beating like a drum.

All the buttons on the chest were untied, and the man's hand was restlessly around her back. With a force, he was quite familiar with the action. It seemed that he was an old driver.

The skin is exposed to the indoor light, showing the general luster of white jade. The shoulder line is flat and tight, and the clavicle is upright and charming. Then downward, the undulating radian is just right, neither abrupt nor flat.

Jiang Yichen's eyes moved down and his eyes darkened to the extreme. It seemed that ink could be poured out at any time. He slid his laryngeal knot up and down, bowed his head and bit it without hesitation.

It was a very painful night, but the pain was based on the extreme joy. Jiang Yichen tortured her in different ways, forcing her to call her husband again and again and say shameful words.

Miss is really crying. At first, she just sobbed in a low voice. At last, she cried more and more loudly. Jiang Yichen covered her mouth and wanted to lower her voice in her ear: "lower your voice."

Instead of whispering, women want to cry.

He frowned: "you cry again, I really let you not get out of bed tomorrow."

Thinking that he would not get out of bed tomorrow, he ignored his threat.

As a result, Jiang Yichen was afraid. He also felt that he had gone too far today. These times, he did not control it. Today, looking at the appearance that he had been covering his mouth and biting his lips to prevent him from making a sound, the beast in his heart was awakened again and the tyrannical factor in his blood was drawn out.

Jiang Yichen covered her mouth and was afraid of her suffocation. He let it go and whispered in her ear.

most of the men's words in bed are unbelievable. Next time I will not hurt you, Jiang also doesn't know how many times he has spoken, but no one has ever followed them. He has been kicking him with the only strength and muting his voice: "next time you do this, you can sleep on the floor for me."

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This year is probably the most comfortable year for him in the past ten years. There is warm fragrance nephrite in his arms, and he doesn't have to go to work on the first day of the new year's day. The cold wind outside is rustling and whining on the windows, but the indoor temperature is suitable for sleeping.

Jiang Yichen wakes up naturally after a sleep. He habitually reaches out and touches, but no one is there.

He opened his eyes and suddenly looked up at his enlarged face. His pupils tightened. He saw her grinning: "if you don't wake up, I'll pinch your nose."

Jiang Yichen turned his head: "what time is it?"

"It's almost ten o'clock." Thinking straight up: "you went to bed late enough today."

Jiang Yichen propped up his head, thinking that he had no consciousness to sleep to this point.

However, she got up early. For the first time, she came to Jiang's mother's house for the Spring Festival. She was worried about something, so she woke up early. She sat in front of the dresser and put on a light make-up. While wiping the air cushion BB, she said, "my mother said that a friend would come to my house and ask me to call you up."

Jiang Yichen's brain turned quickly. He immediately guessed who was coming home. He got up from bed without saying a word and went to wash his face and brush his teeth.

At ten o'clock, there was a knock at the door.

Mrs. Jiang got up to open the door and gave a friendly smile to the visitors: "Lao Cheng, you come so punctually every time."

Miss also followed to open the door, on the face of the people, surprised: "teacher Cheng?"

The visitor turned out to be Cheng Zhifei, a teacher of western economics at her university.

Cheng Zhifei is a professor in the Department of economics. She has only taught her one semester class. At the moment, I can't remember. However, she guessed that she should be one of her own students. A polite smile appeared on her gentle face: "Oh, Hello, classmate."

This reaction is really rapid.

Jiang's mother also laughed, pointing to miss and saying, "Lao Cheng, this is my daughter-in-law. She is a graduate of a university."

Cheng Zhifei was stunned: "daughter in law, is he married?"

"Yes, uncle Cheng." Jiang Yichen's voice rang from behind. After brushing his teeth, he changed his white long sleeves and khaki slacks. Leng Buding appeared behind them.In the past, when Cheng Zhifei came, Jiang Yichen went to work in the company, but now he is still at home, which is quite surprising to him.

Cheng Zhifei handed the things to an Qianhui and said, "Qianhui, these are some of the tea and specialty I brought."

An Qianhui and he are old friends, and politely said: "every time you come, you also bring special products. Thank you very much. Come in and sit down and I'll make you a cup of tea

"You're welcome." Cheng Zhifei also entered the room.

Miss immediately went to the kitchen, took out the best tea of Jiang family, made four cups of tea, put it in the tray, took it out and put it on the tea table, respectfully said, "Mr. Cheng, you have tea."

Cheng Zhifei looked at her and said, "which department are you from?"

"I'm from the Department of architecture, but I took your western economics course and got an a +."

"Oh, well, I'll say it's a little strange." Cheng Zhifei never thought that his student had become an Qianhui's daughter-in-law. He laughed at an Qianhui: "Qianhui, do you think it's clever?"

An Qian Hui smiles and purses lips: "yes, read, don't stand, sit!"

Thinking about sitting next to Jiang Yichen, she secretly glanced at his face and found that he seemed a little unhappy. Her brain turned around and thought it would be Mr. Cheng told Mrs. Jiang.

Just thinking about it, Cheng Zhifei on the other side has already asked her, "why didn't you apply to the Department of economics and went to the Department of architecture?"

"The economics department is too popular, almost points."

"Well! Otherwise you can be my direct student. " Cheng Zhifei's tone sounds a little sad.

Before he could boast about it, Jiang Yichen over there finished eating almonds and said coldly: "the Department of architecture is very good. She participated in the design of the new library."

"Really, Niannian, you are so good!" Mother Jiang immediately exclaimed, her eyes flashing with little stars.

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