Ji Yang waved Yang Hao away.

Yang Hao turned around, and stuffed a peach pit wrapped in honey and sour pulp in his heart, and after a burst of sweetness and sourness, his heart was full of pain eroded by the edges and corners of the peach pit.

He didn't want to admit it very much, but he had to say-

He fell out of favor.

By Ji Yang's side, as long as Jian Yan is there, there is no place for him.

He felt like he was superfluous.

Walking to the door, he couldn't help but look back, and saw Ji Yang and the little assistant hugging, Yang Hao was a little more convinced at the moment-

That's right, he is superfluous.

Since it's redundant, let's leave quickly, so that I won't be here to disturb people's eyes.

Blue skinny, shiitake mushrooms.

The door opened and closed again.

This room has completely been reduced to the two-person world of Ji Yang and Jian Yan.

There is no one else.

Ji Yang could no longer restrain the suppressed impulse in his heart, his lips pressed against Jian Yan's soft and slightly curly hair, and he kissed gently all the way, lingering on the side of her smooth neck.

The burning breath cast a bright spring blush on her anointed skin.

Thinking that this man was asking for a kiss, Jian Yan, who was lost in his arms, couldn't help but respond, but heard the man's nice voice sound low and soft, with starry resentment:

"You poisonous woman, don't you curse me to death!"

In short, speechless.

When did she say such a thing!

She clenched her fists and pounded Ji Yang's chest, neither light nor heavy.

Ji Yang pretended to be deeply injured, hugged the person in his arms, snorted sullenly, and sighed with a smile: "The most poisonous woman's heart, the most poisonous woman's heart..."

Jian Yan leaned into his arms and reflected, feeling that he did have a lot of things to do.

She sighed lowly, and in an instant she took a gentle breath into her mouth.

"The two of us have different ways of doing things, and you're very low-key, both in public and in private. I'm like you in private, but I've always done things by relying on..."Speaking of which, Jian Yansheng cut off the word "means" in his mouth and replaced it with a high-sounding word, "... Wise. ”

She then said: "In these days by your side, I have indeed done my own thing, and you have let me mess around with me, and you will not be able to escape the blame for your mistakes. ”

"My fault, my fault." Ji Yang threw her on the back of the pot, very obedient, obedient and conscious. "It's all my fault."

"You're not mine, and many things can't be done my way..."

"I'm yours!" Ji Yang said stubbornly, "I'm yours!" ”

"Don't make a fuss." Feeling that he was being circled again, Jian Yan half-pushed him, and said angrily: "Feelings belong to feelings, and work is work." I'll still do it my own way, but I won't let your fans bother you with your work in the future. ”

Ji Yang buried his snort in his neck socket, rubbing wantonly, which was quite coquettish.

"Don't talk about that." His palm gently cupped the back of Jian Yan's neck, wrapping the ends of her soft hair around her knuckles. Pulling away slightly, Ji Yang's loving gaze wandered around Jian Yan's face, and finally poured deep affection into her eyes.

Ji Yang couldn't help but kiss the corners of her eyes, and couldn't wait to put those bright eyes that contained all the beautiful brilliance in the world into his mouth.

"Wife, it's not like you don't have a family. Even if you lose everything, you still have me, you still have me..."

"Now who's cursing whom!" "Even if I lose everything—do you know how much I'm worth now!" ”

"How much money is there?" Ji Yang still pretended to calculate, "How many hundreds? Billions? Yours plus mine, there must be tens of billions. We are a couple of billions. Tens of billions of couples are not good, hundreds of billions, hundreds of billions seem to be a little too little. How about billions of couples. Hundreds of millions of couples, our combination is called hundreds of millions of couples. Looks like I'm going to have to work hard. Work hard to make money, and put the name of our billionaire couple to a solid one! ”

Tens of billions, hundreds of billions, to billions. Ji Yang's goal is big enough.

Jian Yan knew that he was addicted to drama and couldn't be idle.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and let Sister Liao arrange a job for you!"