"Hmm!"

The conversation between the two seems to be flawless.

At this moment, the old man who was leaning on the sofa and drinking tea finally spoke: "Call Dr. Li here, check on Fili, it's not a big deal to fall down the stairs, don't make a fuss!" Also, Yu Han, where did you go last night, I don't know if it will happen! ”

The old man stood up on crutches, Jiang Yuhan began to cough again, and Bing He hurriedly replied: "Old man, the third young master was unwell yesterday and went to the hospital for an infusion, no, he just finished the infusion!" ”

"Hey!" The old man sighed: "Don't run around if you're not in good health, just work hard at home if you have nothing to do, give birth to two babies, and when you die, you can be regarded as having a queen." ”

"That's what Grandpa said!" Jiang Yuhan replied softly.

The old man muttered as he went back to the room with the help of the chief butler.

Jiang Yuhan turned around and doted on his beloved wife and circled her thin waist, "Did you hear that, grandpa has spoken, let's go back to the room!" ”

Immediately, Qing Ling took Jiang Yuhan from Binghe's hand and went upstairs together.

There were only Bai Chen and the second young master Jiang Shifeng left in the house.

Although Bai Chen hated the intrigue of the Jiang family, his eyes were sharp, what kind of trick did Fei Li play, he wouldn't be able to see it?

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he threw out a sentence: "Self-inflicted!" Then he turned around and followed upstairs!

Only Jiang Shifeng's face turned purple with anger.

Back in the room, Jiang Shifeng's whole body trembled: "This stupid woman dares to act without my permission, it's really angry to me!" ”

In Jiang Yuhan's room, Qingling was punished for topping the book, and this one was topped, why did she have to sit in Jiang Yuhan's arms, and the two were still facing each other, hugging each other?

The man's snort fell on his forehead, tickling.

Jiang Yuhan said that she wanted to exercise her concentration.

Qing Ling said that he was full of concentration and could sit in his arms without messing up, but he didn't believe it, so he had to ask her to really sit in his arms and practice.

Qing Ling's palm-sized little face was crimson.

"Jiang Yuhan, is the distance between us too close?"

The corners of the man's mouth curled slightly, as if on purpose, his handsome face was approaching little by little, and asked, "Is it close?" ”

Qing Ling's heartbeat accelerated, and she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.

"Too ...... It's too close......" The voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and his strength gradually faded .......

The man's expression was very serious, completely different from the previous coldness, "I didn't overstep!" ”

His voice was beautiful, low and magnetic, and it was okay not to speak, and when he spoke, it was a powerful test of her endurance.

The girl's face became more and more intense as if she was drunk, "That...... Only...... Don't lean any further......"

"Hmmm! Is that okay? At this moment, the man's face was fixed in front of her, and he was only a piece of paper away from her.

As long as one is not paying attention, the lips of the two people will touch.

Qingling sweat came out of her forehead, as long as she shook a little, just a little, I am afraid that her chastity will not be guaranteed!

As if he had been seen through, the man suddenly said, "Didn't your chastity be handed over to me on your wedding night?" ”

His little face, which was already red, suddenly burned like a fire, and his warm breath crossed his lips.

Don't move, don't move, don't move, he's agitating! Qing Ling muttered quietly in her heart.

Fortunately, she had been trained in special training, and this little stimulation was nothing at all......

Qing Ling gritted her teeth and insisted, but her intuition told her that the man seemed to be still moving forward, and his head subconsciously moved backwards.

"You said you couldn't move, you're a foul."

But Qing Ling couldn't go back to her place at all, because Jiang Yuhan had already occupied her space.

"You pressed my thread......" she muttered in a low voice!!

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be messy? Even if our lips accidentally touch each other, you won't react, will you? ”