The slender and straight white legs were exposed to the air, her face was very pale, and she looked so delicate and moving, this woman would really use such a means to attract his attention.

"You succeeded. Yan Jinmo whispered.

Su Ange didn't understand a sentence, blinked his eyes, and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? Su Ange, you are dressed like this, you appear in front of me, what do you think you mean?

Me?" Yan Jinmo pinched her jaw, and the evil spirit laughed.

Su Ange shook his head quickly, and replied with a hint of hoarseness: "Really not, my body is not very comfortable, I want to go home." ”

"I said you were going to stay here tonight. Yan Jinmo's big hand is still nostalgic for her broken hair.

"But I'm really uncomfortable. Su Ange's nose was sour at this moment.

People, when they are sick, are always very vulnerable.

Su Ange. He shouted in a low voice.

"As soon as I get sick, my head hurts, I can't sleep at all, and I feel like I'm a little feverish, I'm afraid I'm sleeping here, I can't wake up, you let me go home. At this time, she was like a child, and she cried in an instant.

This......

Yan Jinmo's cold big hand landed on her pale face, and touched it lightly, well, it was really hot.

"Go back to your room. Yan Jinmo took her little hand and went back to the room directly.

Sister-in-law Zhao slowly walked out from behind them, clenching her fists tightly, Su Ange's little trick, one day, she will debunk it, as long as she lives, this woman will not succeed.

Back in the room, Su Ange was lying on the bed, Yan Jinmo was also lying, she bit her red lip, and her tears couldn't stop at all.

"Su Ange, didn't you say that it was uncomfortable? Why are you crying here again? Yan Jinmo roared.

Her body is so good, her little hands touch his arm intentionally or unintentionally, in this situation, he endured it and didn't mess around, what else is she pretentious?

Has it been too nice to her lately?

"I have a headache. Su Ange was aggrieved to the extreme.

"So what?" Yan Jinmo asked, sitting up.

Su Ange was yelled at, even more aggrieved, and there were a lot of tears.

"If you cry again, I'll throw you out and feed the dogs. Yan Jin Mo shouted angrily.

At this moment, Su Ange was obedient, biting his red lips, very aggrieved: "When I have a headache, my father will massage me, if I don't massage, I can't sleep." ”

"You mean, let me give you a massage?" Yan Jinmo asked rhetorically, raising his eyebrows.

Su Ange blinked and explained in a low voice: "I mean no, just let me go home, but you have to leave me here, you ask me what's going on, and I'm telling the truth?"

"You ......"

"I want to go home, I miss my dad. "Su Ange is really like a child, very cute.

What can he do? He really couldn't help it, and the big hand fell on her head.

Su Ange quickly dodged and asked very nervously, "What are you going to do?"

"Aren't you going to get a massage? Don't you want it now?" Yan Jinmo darkened his face.

Su Ange thought he had heard it wrong, and asked in disbelief: "You, you said you want to give me a massage?"

Su Ange. Yan Jinmo lowered his voice and shouted.

She was indeed uncomfortable, and Yan Jinmo opened her mouth like this, she was not hypocritical, so she pointed to her temples and sighed heavily: "You can help me press here, it will relieve my pain a little." ”

If he wasn't afraid that he wouldn't be able to sleep, Yan Jinmo would never do this, he had a black face and a stiff hand, and he massaged her like this.

Although it is said that the technique is not as good as that of his father, but at least it can relieve the pain, Su Ange closed his eyes like this, and tried very hard to let himself fall asleep.

Time passed little by little, and Yan Jinmo was really tired, so she let go of her hand, and as a result, the woman on the bed frowned tightly and looked pained.

She's so powerful, she just stops, and she doesn't want to.

What can I do? Yan Jinmo kept his face black and continued to press, this night, he had no way to sleep well.

After the rain, the sun was shining in every corner of the room, Su Ange sat up slowly, the whole person was still groggy, and Jin Mo was looking at her with a black face, as if venting his dissatisfaction yesterday.

"I didn't sleep well. Su Ange said quietly.

"Su Ange, I gave you a massage yesterday, and you haven't slept well?" Yan Jinmo darkened his face and expressed dissatisfaction.

"Your massage technique is not good. Su Ange said this sentence without fear of death.

Yan Jinmo snorted coldly and did not speak.

"Mr. Yan, I think I'd better go home, so you and I can't sleep well. Su Ange apologized softly.

"Stay here these days, you know, you don't have the right to refuse. Yan Jinmo got up after speaking.

"I ......"

"Lin Qianru gave you time, it's been a day, you have to come on. He kindly reminded.

Hey, it's hard to make money!

Su Ange dragged his tired body and got up directly, and after tidying up, Yan Jinmo didn't even go to work, and she could also work from home.

Yan Jinmo sat in the backyard, his eyes fell on him, feeling so warm.

Su Ange watched like this, just like that.

"How long are you going to see me? You forgot that your design isn't finished yet. Yan Jinmo reminded her coldly.

Su Ange smiled, picked up the pen and started.

This time the inspiration for the design was there.

Designing this thing is like this, as long as there is inspiration, everything will be very fast, in less than three hours, Su Ange designed a ring, walked in front of Yan Jinmo, and handed it to him.

Yan Jinmo looked at the design artwork, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

I know that Su Ange is quite accomplished in this aspect, but I didn't expect that in a short period of time, such a dazzling work can be designed, which is indeed good.

I don't know if Lin Qianru will be satisfied, but Yan Jinmo is quite satisfied with this work.

"What's it called?" Yan Jinmo asked.

"Warm. Su Ange said with a smile.

"Warm?"

"Yes, warm warmth, I think, people live in the world, they need warmth, I think, love someone, but also hope that the other party will bring you warmth, and I also hope that your warmth can be given to each other, you say, will Miss Lin like this ring?" Su Ange asked in a low voice.

"I'm not Miss Lin, how do I know?" Yan Jinmo returned to coldness.

"But you are her ......" The three words of her boyfriend, still unable to be said smoothly, paused, and she explained faintly: "I mean, you know her, you should know." ”