"Come here!"

Jiang Yansheng frowned lightly, and when the handsome man approached, a clear aura that belonged to him also surrounded him.

She stretched out her hands to wrap around Huo Xiumo's back, her fingers touched his sexy muscles, and her voice was soft: "I just want to hug you quietly now!" ”

Huo Xiumo's eyes narrowed slightly, looking down at the woman's trance-like little face, this stickiness was more entangled than usual, and his thin lips hooked slightly: "Hugging is enough?" Do you want to kiss? ”

Jiang Yansheng shook his head, his delicate eyebrows and eyes revealing a hint of tiredness: "I'm sleepy." ”

She didn't have the energy to make out with him again, snuggled in the man's arms with indescribable steadiness and warmth, and fell asleep in a daze in a few seconds.

There was only one wall lamp on the wall of the bedroom, the light was dim, Huo Xiumo lowered his head, and with a very light movement, he put her on the bed and covered the quilt, and his deep dark eyes stared at the woman's beautiful sleeping face.

After a long time, he finally lowered his head and touched her soft lips.

Morning.

In the comfortable and quiet master bedroom, on a dark blue bed, the woman curled up in the futon, the sunlight spilled in through the floating curtains, a little dazzling, her thick long eyelashes trembled twice, and slowly opened.

Jiang Yansheng woke up all night without a dream, and did not feel any discomfort except that his body was a little sore.

At this moment, there was no one beside her, she reached for the bedside table mobile phone, and as soon as she swiped the screen, several missed calls jumped out.

Jiang Yadong two.

Wang Ying five.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and it had been three hours since then.

Jiang Yansheng's red lips pursed, and then he remembered that Jiang Siwei, who was taken away by the ambulance, had made love to Huo Xiumo last night and forgot about it.

She was quiet for a moment, put her phone on the edge of the bed, and got up to wash.

Fifteen minutes later.

Jiang Yansheng came out of the bathroom, first went to the drawer to find contraceptive pills to take, took out Ji Wenlun's medicine and took a tablet, and then changed into a white dress and went downstairs.

She also seemed to have forgotten Huo Xiumo's little uncle, and when she saw a little boy eating potato chips sitting on the sofa in the living room, her plain face was stunned.

When the little master saw her, his big black eyes flickered, and he couldn't close his mouth while eating snacks: "Little girl, it's early." ”

Jiang Yansheng's red lips lightly opened and wanted to call him by name, but for a moment she remembered that it seemed inappropriate to talk about seniority, so she nodded and walked down the stairs.

The servant came from the entrance and reported, "Madam, your mother is visiting." ”

"My mother?"

Jiang Yansheng's body froze in place, and he turned his head to look over, his eyes slightly open, as if he was still infected with a trace of water.

The maid was stared at by her for a moment: "It's Mrs. Jiang who is here." ”

While Jiang Yansheng was suffering a strong shock and regret in his psyche, he heard Mrs. Jiang's three words, and he felt a sense of suffocation and depression for a while.

She had a cold look on her face, and clearly told the servant: "Mrs. Jiang is not my mother. ”

"I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know." The maid didn't know the Jiang family's family background, thinking that Wang Ying was Jiang Yansheng's biological mother, and knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she asked Weinuo: "Do you want to invite Mrs. Jiang in?" ”

Jiang Yansheng was numb for a while, calmed down his strange emotions, and said coldly: "Please let her in." ”

After that, she walked to the restaurant to eat, and there was no intention of greeting the guests.

Outside the villa, Wang Ying followed the maid in, and did not see Jiang Yansheng's figure in the living room, but at the dining table not far away, she saw a woman in a white dress, with her pure black long hair scattered behind her, and her temperament was noble and refined.

From the perspective of sight, the side face is delicate and beautiful.

Wang Ying almost seemed to see another Ye Ming, and a deep vicious coldness crossed his eyes.

The maid reminded beside her: "Madam, Mrs. Jiang is here." ”

Jiang Yansheng lowered his eyes, ate the sushi with chopsticks, and continued to bite one bite at a time, with no reaction in his attitude.

But Wang Ying was called back to his senses, and if he looked closely, the sound of Jiang Yan in front of him was not so similar to Yarou's Ye Ming.

"Shengsheng, why don't you answer Auntie's call?" Wang Ying was very kind on the surface and walked towards the restaurant.

The aura was obviously weird, and the servants all hid in the kitchen, only the little guy who was sitting on the sofa in the living room and being ignored opened a pair of big round eyes and pricked up his ears to listen to the corner.

In the restaurant.

Jiang Yansheng pulled out the chair and sat down elegantly, picked up the dishes and chopsticks to eat, and said in a slow tone: "How to pick up sleep?" ”

Treated by her with such an attitude at the beginning, Wang Ying choked for a while, swept his eyes on the breakfast on the table, and tried his best to pose as a model mother: "As a wife, don't you have to take care of your husband's diet and daily life in the Huo family?" How to sleep until this point and wake up. ”

Jiang Yansheng listened, and looked at her with cold eyes: "In what capacity is Ms. Wang teaching me?" ”

Wang Ying was angry and said, "I am also your nominal mother." ”

Jiang Yansheng was laughing, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "If you don't have this life to give birth to me, don't hold my mother's posture, who will listen to you?" ”

A woman like Wang Ming, who looks simple and unpretentious on the surface, has a good wife and mother, but is actually a femme fatale in her heart, even if she was young before, she has already seen through it after living for more than ten years.

"You don't respect me, Weiwei grew up with you since childhood, and you don't treat her as a human being?"

When Wang Ying said this, she inevitably showed a sad look: "You beat her again, Shengsheng, what do you want your aunt to do?" ”

"If she doesn't provoke me, I'll hit her?"

Jiang Yansheng's face was very calm, and he didn't feel a deep condemnation in his heart because Wang Ying cried twice, but he didn't have a trace of emptiness: "She lied to me that Huo Xiumo had an illegitimate child, so she couldn't wait for me to divorce, and she would marry her brother-in-law." ”

Jiang Siwei's actions did make Wang Ying's face dull, and he could only hate women and couldn't hold his breath.

She couldn't help gritting her teeth and imagining how a cold woman like Ye Ming could crawl out of her stomach with something as vicious as Jiang Yansheng.

"It's useless for me to say anything, Jiang Siwei will dare to provoke me next time, and I will beat her to the hospital." Jiang Yansheng did not back down in his attitude.

Since she was a child, Jiang Siwei robbed her home, her father and all her halos, and now she still wants to rob her man.

Jiang Siwei didn't understand the truth of what was right, so Jiang Yansheng taught her by himself.

Wang Ying finally suppressed her anger, and forced out a smile: "Shengsheng, Auntie came here to reconcile with you, and I won't be able to do it in the future." ”

Jiang Yansheng's eyes crossed with a hint of surprise, this was very different from Wang Jin's style.

Isn't she always used to running to Jiang Yadong to cry, or is she pretending to be weak to sue in front of Mrs. Jiang?

Wang Ying met her suspicious gaze, took out a beautiful spice box from her handbag, and handed it to her: "I know that you resent us in your heart, and only think of your biological mother, Shengsheng, I will return the items left by your mother to you from Yadong, and I hope you will not hurt my daughter in the future." ”