After hanging up the phone, Wen Lian felt quite ashamed, because her mother repeatedly told her not to train too hard to find and take care of her body.

Wen Lian took a taxi by himself, and the time was indeed not early, it was already half past eight.

When I got out of the car, I also packed a wonton on the side of the road, and when I answered the phone, I felt that Jiang Yongrui's condition was not very good.

I don't know if he's had dinner.

I was afraid that he was already asleep, so Wen Lian didn't ring the doorbell and opened the door directly with the key.

When I opened the door, I found that Jiang Yongrui didn't turn on the light, and the living room was dim.

Wen Lian was stunned for a moment, then turned on the light, and saw Jiang Xueba lying on the sofa.

But his current appearance does not look like a student at all, wearing a suit and tie, and he looks like a successful person in society.

At this moment, the appearance of his suit hung loosely over his shoulders, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Wen Lian walked over and put the packing bag in his hand on the coffee table first.

Then when he approached the sofa, he saw Jiang Xueba turn over, revealing a handsome red face.

Immediately after, Wen Lian smelled a faint smell of wine, no wonder he felt that his voice was a little wrong when he called just now.

Co-authored with him, is this drinking?

Wen Lian was not angry, knowing that it was inevitable that he would have some entertainment in the company now.

It's just that he is a little distressed, Jiang Yongrui looks mature;

Actually, it's just an eighteen-year-old child.

Wen Lian squatted down and whispered to the man, "I'm back." ”

As soon as he said this, the person who had been closing his eyes and recuperating opened his eyes.

Looking at her, a pair of big eyes just looked straight at her, as if to determine whether it was a real person.

Reached out and touched her cheek, it was warm, Jiang Yongrui suddenly smiled.

smiled so softly, and finally spoke: "I've been waiting for a long, long time before you come back." ”

The low and hoarse male voice inexplicably carries a hint of grievance.

It's over, Wen Lian's heart suffered a 10,000-point critical hit.

Jiang Xueba on weekdays has always been a mature, stable and tall image in her heart, but now this somewhat cute Jiang Dashao makes her feel so cute.

It's so cute that she almost can't hold it!

Restraint and restraint, smell love, your soul is an old aunt who is nearly thirty years old, and you must not be easily fascinated by men.

It's shameful to sell cute.

But she doesn't want to hold it now, how can she break it?

Wen Lian looked at him vigorously, with undisguised love in his eyes.

After drinking, will Jiang Yongrui become like this?

The handsome face was slightly red, and the tall and tall young man looked at her intently, and there was actually a sense of pity and pity.

It's really hell, Wen Lian couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help touching his head.

On weekdays, because of the height difference, it is his favorite action to do to her.

Jiang Yongrui's hair is very good, his hair is black and thick, and it is very comfortable to touch.

Wen Lian thought a little funny, and finally knew why the male protagonist likes to touch the female protagonist's head in those idol dramas.

Co-authored, are they all used as doll exercises?

Jiang Dashao looked at Wen Lian very seriously, his eyes were shining.

not only obediently let her touch her head, but also rubbed her palm with her head very cooperatively.

Wen Lian is almost about to be cutely transformed by him.

"Do you remember who I am?" Wen Lian asked deliberately.

Jiang Yongrui tilted his head and thought for a while, and replied very seriously: "You are Xiaolian, my favorite Xiaolian." ”