Chapter Ninety-Eight: Waiting for Your Husband
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She didn't mean that, she wanted to say, it's time to eat, can you restrain yourself at this time.
"Teacher Qiao, your phone is ringing."
Outside, Aunt Lin's voice suddenly came, Qiao Xiang looked at Yan Ruisen, and Yan Ruisen also looked at her, his face did not change.
Qiao Xiang was a little embarrassed, quickly got off the table, and trotted outside.
Yan Ruisen looked at Qiao Xiang's back and fled, the corners of his lips curled, and he smiled.
During dinner, Aunt Lin went to the kitchen after setting up the dishes for the two, Qiao Xiang asked her to come over and dine together, but she politely refused.
Aunt Lin also had a meal with Qiao Xiang, it was Yan Ruisen's absence, Yan Ruisen was here today, Aunt Lin wanted him and Qiao Xiang to spend time together, so she didn't bother.
Aunt Lin quickly finished eating and went out, and said to the two people at the table, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Qiao, just put the dishes there after eating, and I'll come back to clean them." β
"Aunt Lin, you have a holiday today." Yan Ruisen said.
"Huh? Another holiday? β
Aunt Lin's eyes widened, in the past few months, Mr. Yan has always given her a holiday.
"You go to see your son."
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Aunt Lin packed a bag of things and left, and Yan Ruisen's car came to pick her up and take her to his son's school in Linshi.
"So wait a minute, or will I do the dishes?" Qiao Xiang asked Yan Ruisen with a smile.
Yan Ruisen took a sip of chestnut chicken soup and nodded, "I'll wash it." β
"Is the chicken soup good?"
Qiao Xiang put his hands on his cheeks, sat opposite and looked at him with burning eyes, wanting to get a compliment from him.
"It's fine."
OK? That's not bad, since it's not bad, it can be regarded as agreeing. Qiao Xiang thought so.
After eating, Yan Ruisen really rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to clean the dishes, Qiao Xiang stood behind him, looking at his white shirt and black trousers dressed as a business person, but he appeared in the kitchen, without the slightest sense of disobedience, the moment when a man is sexy, it is also a housework.
Yan Ruisen called the compound and asked Yan Jianan to stay there tonight and send him directly to school tomorrow morning.
It was Tang Wanying who answered the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Wanying analyzed that tonight, there should be someone on Yan Ruisen's side, and let Canaan live in the compound, because he wanted to live a two-person world with his girlfriend without being disturbed.
Tang Wanying thought of Qiao Xiang, the teenage innocent girl six years ago, and the beautiful female teacher she saw at Yan Jianan's school six years later, the two faces were blended together, whether it was six years ago or six years later, Tang Wanying had to admit that it was a face that would make men like it.
Tang Wanying was unusually anxious, this anxiety was composed of most of the fear, she was very afraid that she and Qiao Xiang would face each other one day, afraid that Qiao Xiang would question her in front of Yan Ruisen: Back then, why did you say that you were his fiancΓ©e! β¨There were car lights flickering outside the house, and Tang Wanying got up and walked to the window.
The black Mercedes was parked outside with the lights off. It's Yan Ruiyang who is back.
Yan Ruiyang was tall and long-legged, walked into the room in a few steps, and saw Tang Wanying in the downstairs living room, and she was the only one, first stunned, and then habitually sneered, "What, are you waiting for your husband to come back?" β
Tang Wanying glanced at him coldly, turned around and went upstairs.
Yan Ruiyang drank a glass of water downstairs and went upstairs, drank wine, got hot all over, and pulled down his tie as he walked.
Passing by the children's room on the second floor, Dong Yunwen was reading nursery rhymes with Yan Jianan, Yan Ruiyang walked over to take a look and said hello to his aunt.
Yan Jianan came over and called uncle, Yan Ruiyang touched the child's head and asked him, "I'm going to primary school next semester, are you used to living in China?" β
Yan Jianan nodded, "It's good, if my father isn't so forgetful?" β
"Forgetful?"
Yan Ruiyang hugged his elbows, leaned on the door frame, and raised his eyebrows to look at Yan Jianan.
Dong Yunwen came out of it and patted the little guy's head with a smile, "I stabbed your dad in the back again - your brother has been in love recently and has a good relationship with his girlfriend, let Canaan live here tonight and not go back, this guy is jealous." β
"Yes."
Yan Ruiyang smiled meaningfully, didn't say anything else, pinched Yan Jianan's face and turned around and went upstairs.
When I returned to my room, I heard the sound of water in the bathroom and the smell of shower gel as soon as I entered.
Yan Ruiyang casually threw his coat on the sofa, sat on it, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the sofa, and didn't move for a long time.
Tang Wanying came out in her pajamas after taking a shower, and what she saw was this scene, the man leaned there motionless, as if he was dead.
Many, many times, Tang Wanying imagined such a scene, Yan Ruiyang was not in her sight without any consciousness, she only needed a knife to understand his life......
"Grandma, what are you thinking?"
Yan Ruiyang suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Tang Wanying's eyes looking at him, her face was pale, a sickly appearance.
was relieved by his shout of "big young grandmother", Tang Wanying didn't say much to him, and turned around to get a hair dryer to blow her hair.
The room was full of the sound of hair dryers, and it was annoyingly noisy.
At this time, Tang Wanying, who was standing in front of the bathroom washstand staring at her pale face, saw the handsome but wicked man's face approaching-
Yan Ruiyang grabbed Tang Wanying's waist behind him, lifted her half-dried hair with one hand, lowered her head, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed, and then smiled lightly, "White skin and beautiful appearance, noble status, now, you are also a master......"
Tang Wanying was shocked and said something for him.
"You should thank me,"
Yan Ruiyang smiled, staring at the woman's face in the mirror with dark eyes, pinching her chin with his big hand, forcing her to look at him, "If I don't marry you, how can you marry into the Yan family?" β
"I won't marry you, if you don't be his sister-in-law, you won't have a chance to get close to him."
"But what's the use of this, Tang Wanying, he has a woman again!"
Yan Ruisen let go of her suddenly, and laughed behind her as her heart was beating violently and panting, "So you understand, even if all the women in this world are dead, he Yan Ruisen will not look at you!" β
"Get out of here!"
Tang Wanying fell to her knees, grasping the handrail of the bathroom cabinet with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, her face full of sorrow, more painful than death.
Her expression that is more painful than death is Yan Ruiyang's favorite expression.
Yan Ruisen slowly squatted down, pouted her jaw again, pinched her face tightly, and gritted his teeth and said to her, "You deserve all this." β
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At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiao Xiang and Yan Ruisen came back from a walk in the community.
Qiao Xiang took a shower, changed into the white shirt he handed in, and when he came out of the bathroom, he was answering the phone.
It's talking to Yan Jianan.
"It's with your Xiangxiang."
"Where are there so many problems?"
"Look what time it is, go to bed."
"Ask your aunt to take you to school tomorrow morning."
"That's it, don't play tricks with me."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Ruisen threw the phone on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and as soon as he turned around, he met Qiao Xiang's narrow gaze.
He spread his hands and said that it would not be so easy to take the children away.
The little guy always asks if he and Qiao Xiang have slept together, whether they have developed to the point of getting married, and the little guy is looking forward to Qiao Xiang being his stepmother.
Qiao Xiang stepped forward, wrapped his hands around his sturdy and lean waist, and pressed his forehead against his chest, "Before I came, I told Xiaohui with righteous words that I would go back tonight." β
Yan Ruisen's lips smiled deeper, and his big hand rested on her slender back, "Call her now, saying that she was tempted by me and can't go back." β
ββ¦β¦ Who seduces whom? β
"You tempted me."
When the words fell, a lingering kiss fell on Qiao Xiang's forehead, Yan Ruisen held her face and kissed her little mouth, "Go to bed and wait for me, I'll be here soon." β
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Qiao Xiang sat at the head of the bed and watched TV, pressed the remote control again, and felt that the TV program was not interesting, so he took his mobile phone and opened WeChat to find Xu Hui.
At this time, Xu Hui was waiting for her at home, thinking that she was going back.
Qiao Xiang sent an apologetic expression and said that he was going to stay here tonight.
Xu Hui despised her very much.
This is also what Xu Hui expected, Qiao Xiang kept saying that he should not take Yan Ruisen as the center, he should have his own space and his own freedom, but men and women in love are always inseparable when night falls.
Xu Hui knew that it was difficult for Qiao Xiang to get pregnant, but Xu Hui hoped that Qiao Xiang would spend the night with Yan Ruisen, and that being difficult to get pregnant did not mean that she couldn't get pregnant, maybe when she would have it.
Qiao Xiang was chatting with Xu Hui about the phone running out of battery, and suddenly turned it off, so he quickly took it and plugged it in.
Glancing at the bedside table, Yan Ruisen's mobile phone was there.
Qiao Xiang remembered that the last time he saw Yan Jianan using his mobile phone to play Monument Valley. The son uses his father's mobile phone, which represents the intimacy between father and son. Qiao Xiang stood barefoot on the carpet, pointed to his fingers, and turned his head to look in the direction of the bathroom.
Yan Ruisen was still taking a bath, and the frosted glass reflected the shadow of his muscular body.
Qiao Xiang spoke, "That, Ruisen, my phone is out of battery, can I use your phone." β
In the next second, a magnetic male voice fell into her ears with the sound of water, "You are free." β
a, a feeling of peace of mind.
Qiao Xiang took his mobile phone, and his mood at this time was like Yan Jianan, who was approved to use his mobile phone.
Lying on the bed, I found Monument Valley where Yan Jiannan played.
I also want to know that a business elite like Yan Ruisen will not be interested in this kind of game, it was downloaded by Yan Jianan, and it can continue to stay in his mobile phone, which shows that Yan Ruisen is still used to Yan Jianan, even if he is usually very strict and does not have a good face.
On the plane back yesterday, Qiao Xiang told him not to be so fierce to Canaan in the future.
He was flipping through the magazine at that time, and he didn't raise his head, "A man, who can't accept blows since he was a child, pampered with a glass heart, can he still be a man?" β
Qiao Xiang didn't know how to refute him, and felt that what he said made sense......
At this time, Qiao Xiang was wearing his white shirt, lying on the bed, with his legs crossed and crossed backwards playing Monument Valley on the bed.
Suddenly remembered something......
In the morning, I went to the mall with Xiaohui and bought a sexual/sexy lingerie suit.
At this time, what Qiao Xiang was wearing inside was the one that was left with him before and Aunt Lin washed it clean. pants, thought about it, got up at once, put on slippers and went downstairs abruptly.
When I returned to the villa in the afternoon, I only cared about getting the ingredients, and forgot the bag of underwear in the car.
Qiao Xiang took Yan Ruisen's car keys and trotted all the way to the garage.
I opened the car door, took my things, and ran back happily.
Breathless, fast and aggressive.
I went to Yan Ruisen's locker room, took off my shirt, and put on a full set of underwear.