When I looked down, I saw the woman's face with closed eyes.

Eight o'clock sharp.

"Miss Song...... Miss Song? He patted Song Nian'an's face, but there was no response, the other party's breathing was shallow, if he hadn't reached out and probed at the bottom of her nose, and he was still angry, he almost thought that someone had died on the spot.

At first, he thought that Miss Song was throwing hugs to him.

Delicate and soft body, with a faint fragrance, it seems that everything is in his aesthetic taste.

It's so satisfying.

However, no matter how he slapped his face and pinched his face, when the other party did not react, he knew that this person was asleep.

People who say they are sleepy one second and can fall asleep immediately the next second are really the first time to see you.

He shook his head helplessly and carried Song Nianan back to the other party's room without authorization.

On her body, she was still wearing his coat, and the nightdress inside was not as long as his coat, and her skin was snowy, forming a strong visual impact with his black coat.

Jiang Shen swallowed his saliva, covered the quilt, and exited her room.

Gentleman! Gentleman! Be sure to be a gentleman.

He stood at the door of the woman's room, his hands clenched into fists, trying to convince himself that he must refrain from it.

He's a good gentleman!

Jiang Shen cleaned the living room and wiped all the corners and corners of the living room with a rag.

He also knelt on the floor, wiped it with a rag, and finally mopped it with a dry mop, and only stopped after sucking up all the water on the ground.

I was sweating all over my body before I went into the bathroom to wash.

After everything was done, it was already eleven o'clock.

Jiang Shen was lying on the bed, sleepiness hit, and his eyelids drooped involuntarily.

Song Nianan was woken up by a strange sound.

She seemed to hear someone talking, in a quiet place, speaking very muffled words, like the voice in a gramophone, the kind that had been specially treated, occasionally emitting a rattling electric sound that muffled the human voice.

Song Nianan couldn't help but prick up his ears, wanting to hear more clearly, but his voice stopped abruptly.

She waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

Suddenly!

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, which woke her up completely, and she was even so frightened that she jumped up on the bed.

Just...... It seems like a dream......

That hazy state of half-dreaming and half-waking made Song Nianan feel in a trance for a while.

I can't tell if I'm awake at the moment.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be footsteps.

Could it be Jiang Shen?

It's so late, why hasn't the other party slept yet?

No, how did she get back to the room?

Why is there no impression at all!

She lifted the quilt and wanted to go out and ask the other party why she hadn't slept yet.

However, just as she was about to turn the doorknob to lock, it suddenly stopped.

Wrong!

The footsteps have stopped.

Now there was an almost violent sound of prying on the door.

It's the door outside!

Song Nian'an's heart was instantly raised, and he didn't know if Jiang Shen heard it.

She wanted to go out to find the other party, but her legs seemed to be so weak that she couldn't get up.

The sound of the door being prying continued.

It seems that in the next second, you can break in.

Song Nianan panicked.

She is just a young charter wife, she has been frail and sick since she was a child, and she is all supported by rent.

I had never encountered anything so frightening.

I really don't know, why is she here, is it just because she is a rich woman, fate plays a joke on her like this?

Woo woo, she really wants to go to Mr. Jiang!

Why didn't the other party move, could it be that he had fallen asleep?

The sound of the door was broken when the light shone through the window on the carpet in Song Nian'an's bedroom.

Song Nian'an was scared for most of the night.

She breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and couldn't wait to open the door, only to find that Jiang Shen was wearing an apron and was putting breakfast on the table.

"You ......"

"Good morning." When the man heard the movement, he turned his head and saw the woman barefoot, her face pale, her hair piled up in a mess on top of her head, and yesterday's red suspender nightdress became crumpled, looking at him with a look of disbelief.

He raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

"Mr. Jiang, didn't you hear a strange sound last night?" The mere thought of that movement made her shiver.

"Last night?" He struggled to think about it for a moment and shook his head, "No, let's have breakfast." ”

Song Nian'an's face turned three points paler again.

Hungry, but she had no appetite at all.

"I'll go wash up first." She turned and ran back to her bedroom.

Jiang Shen looked at her shoesless feet, smiled and shook his head, "I really can't take care of myself." ”

After he set the breakfast in an orderly manner, he took two sips of porridge and said to himself: "I can't help but laugh too." ”

Too timid.

He heard the door slamming last night until it was white.

However, it did not affect his sleep.

But that woman was scared fiercely.

He found it funny.

When he took his second bite of the bun, the woman came out of the room wearing a beige homedress, her messy hair already in her tidy and meticulously tied back of her head.

She sat down in front of him.

Picked up a bun and nibbled on it, last night, probably because of her delusion.

Maybe at the time, she was dreaming.

Otherwise, why is she the only one who hears the movement of the earth, but Jiang Shen can't hear it?

After this self-consolation and analysis of the incident, Song Nianan felt that he understood.

It's just a dream, nothing to be afraid of!

Although Song Nianan was very hungry, her appetite had always been very small, and she only drank one-third of the porridge and half of the steamed buns, so she couldn't eat it.

She glanced at the other man's man with embarrassment, and the other party had a very good appetite, and she was very envious.

It's not good to waste when you're away from home.

The man noticed her eyes and said, "Can't you finish eating?" It should be that I scooped too much porridge for you, and gave me the rest, but the buns, you must finish eating. ”

The bun is not his responsibility, although he made it, but it was chosen by the other party, and he can't be blamed for making the bun too big.

Song Nianan felt embarrassed to come, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he became calm.

The man's appetite is really good, and Song Nianan's remaining porridge was quickly solved by him, although it was fast, but the appearance was not ugly.

After breakfast, the doorbell rang, and Song Nian'an stiffened for no reason, "I'll wash the dishes!" ”

It's impossible to open the door, she just wants to wash the dishes!

She took the stacked dishes and chopsticks and hid in the kitchen as if to escape.

Jiang Shen looked at her series of behaviors amusedly, and then walked to the door, and through the cat's eye, he saw yesterday's woman, Teacher Fang.

He restrained his smile, straightened his face, and opened the door.

"Hi, Teacher Jiang, good morning~" She was very enthusiastic.

Jiang Shen turned his body sideways and said lightly: "Morning." ”

Teacher Fang walked in, she didn't see Song Nian'an's figure, she habitually stroked her hair, "Teacher Song hasn't gotten up yet?" Alas~ I'm really envious...... Like me, I'm going to get up early in the morning to prepare for the students' lessons~"

Before Jiang Shen could answer, Song Nianan wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, "Eh? Good morning, Mr. Fang. ”

Seeing that it was this woman, her mood suddenly relaxed, and she greeted her with a smile.

"Uh......" embarrassed.

The woman surnamed Fang subconsciously turned her head, wanting to see Jiang Shen's reaction.

Seeing that there was more of a smile between the other party's cold eyebrows, she followed the other party's gaze and looked at Teacher Song everywhere.

It's a good feeling.

She thought.

"Morning, Teacher Song."

"Teacher Fang came over so early, is there something important?" Song Nianan automatically walked to Jiang Shen's side.

People will always be close to people they trust.

"Ah, yes, here's your timetable and the content of your lessons. I believe that with Mr. Song, students will know more about how to express their inner emotions and look forward to Mr. Song's excellent performance. Teacher Fang said with a light in his eyes.

"Me? Emoji genius? Song Nianan pointed at himself in disbelief, is there such a strange title?

"Yes, Mr. Song has never paid attention to these things because he is indifferent to fame and fortune, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know." Teacher Fang covered his lips and smiled.

"Hehe, yes......" The words were nice, but her heart did not fluctuate.

"Of course! And our teacher Jiang is also very good! The two are the golden boys and girls in the eyes of the world, which is really enviable. ”

Fang Kuakua's continuous output is embarrassing.

After chatting for more than an hour, Mr. Fang left.

Song Nian'an spread out on the sofa and sighed, "It's really tiring." ”

Socializing is exhausting.

"However, Teacher Fang is really a very attractive woman!" She was a little envious.

The other party's bumpy figure looks very healthy at a glance, especially the long legs.

Tsk, she thought of Jiang Shen, these two people look very compatible.

She got energetic, and climbed in front of Jiang Shen not far away on the sofa, "Hehe, what does Teacher Jiang think?" ”

"Miss Song, have you forgotten, what are we here for?" Jiang Shen's gaze seemed to be condemning her for being ignorant.

Song Nian'an was red-eared in the scene, and wanted to find some reason to explain, but he couldn't hold back half a word.

"What's more, in the eyes of Teacher Fang, we are like golden boys and girls, Miss Song admires Teacher Fang so much, presumably the other party is not the kind of shameless person who cares about other people's objects." Jiang Shen looked at her and said slowly in a cold voice.

This woman was really going to him off.

Roar, this man is fierce, and sure enough, her instincts at first glance are not wrong.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became delicate.

Jiang Shen got up.

Song Nianan watched him walk into the study, and couldn't help pouting, she didn't say anything, it really was.

She poked the pillow angrily.

The living room was alone with her, and it seemed very empty.

She was inexplicably excited, shrunk her neck, hurriedly put down the pillow, sucked her slippers, and ran to the study with a dada.

When he entered, the man was leaning on the bookshelf, holding a book in his hand.

"What are you looking at?" She pretended to be casual and approached Jiang Shen leisurely.