Chapter 843: Jiang Yansheng, this is the child that your body gave birth to with all your might.

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"Bastard!"

"Hoshomer, you bastard!!"

Jiang Yansheng's fingertips were white, clutching the corner of the washstand, so angry that he could only hide in the bathroom and lose his temper, his dark eyes were very red, and tears rolled down, leaving clear marks on his palm-sized face.

She looked up and looked at the woman reflected in the mirror, who had just woken up, with long black hair in a messy shawl, and on the side of her neck, the skin was fair and seductive, and there were heavy kiss marks.

Jiang Yansheng's eyebrows also frowned slightly, stretched out his fingers, and touched them gently.

It's good, there's an excuse to lose your temper.

……

Downstairs.

Jiang Yansheng sat down with a small face, she had changed into a white cotton skirt, wrapping her slender figure, the villa was not cold when it was heated, and she saw the man sitting elegantly in the dining room for breakfast from a distance.

The sunlight outside slanted in through a large floor-to-ceiling window, reflecting on Huo Xiumo's noble suit, and the pale golden light seemed to become his embellishment, lining the noble and calm temperament of the whole body.

Huo Xiumo suddenly raised his head and saw her standing still, her thin crimson lips slowly hooked, and her slender big hand seemed to summon a kitten and a puppy, asking her to come over.

Jiang Yansheng suppressed a trace of reluctance in his heart, lifted the hem of his skirt and walked over.

In the morning, the mood of the two was one day and the other.

It was probably because Huo Xiumo was so hungry last night that he even had a little milder eyebrows and eyes, and handed over a bowl of rice porridge with his own hands.

Jiang Yansheng didn't look at it, and said, "It's hot." ”

The man picked up the bowl and tested the temperature, just right.

"It's not hot, you taste it." Huo Xiumo was not in a hurry to go to work, his voice was as low and hoarse as ever, he scooped the spoon a few times in the bowl of rice porridge, and then handed it to her red lips to feed.

Jiang Yansheng pursed his mouth without opening his mouth, his big eyes were still a little red, and he glared at him hatefully.

"What's wrong?" Huo Xiumo saw that her reaction was wrong as soon as she woke up, and there seemed to be clear and crystal tears rolling under her eyes, as if she had been bullied by something, and he stretched out his slender fingers and touched her face.

Jiang Yansheng was angry and aggrieved, but she couldn't say it yet, and asked him why he did safety measures, so she could only hold her breath in her chest and take a sullen breath, feeling sorry for herself.

She choked up for a while, and found an excuse to perfunctory him: "I don't want to drink porridge." ”

"If you don't drink, you won't drink, why are you angry with yourself?" Huo Xiumo saw that her tears were about to fall, took a tissue and wiped her gently, then leaned her head again, kissed her smooth forehead with thin lips, and her voice was mixed with warm breath, sounding very soft: "Eat something else, huh?" ”

Jiang Yansheng was even more unable to express his temper at this moment.

I don't know what kind of wind Huo Xiumo was blown by, she was so gentle all of a sudden, she couldn't resist it.

After a half-squirm, he finally complained: "Why are you kissing me." ”

"Huh?" The man who was serving the pork rib soup turned to look.

Jiang Yansheng pointed to a few distinct kiss marks on his neck, and took a breath: "This, here, I have to attend a propaganda meeting today, I want to wear an evening dress, you kiss me like this......"

At the end, her voice was soft, but with a cry.

"Just for this?" Huo Xiumo thought that she had been wronged early in the morning, so he hugged the woman over and handed the bowl to her first: "Be good, don't be hungry." ”

Jiang Yan's voice was muffled, and there was an element of anger in it.

As a result, it was scalded......

"Ahem!" She clutched her neck and choked on tears.

Huo Xiumo looked helpless, and it wasn't very hot, but if she drank too quickly, she would inevitably choke, so she had to pat her on the back.

"Leave it to me."

Jiang Yansheng looked at him unpleasantly from the moment he woke up, and he was so depressed that his eyes turned red.

"I don't care about you, who cares about you?"

Huo Xiumo poured her a glass of cold water, didn't take the woman's little willfulness in his eyes, his slender big hand took her little hand, rubbed it, and handed it to the thin lips and kissed it.

Jiang Yansheng's fingertips trembled slightly, and when the back of his hand was touched by him, it seemed that it would be hot.

She couldn't make trouble, Huo Xiumo didn't accept it at all, and she was halfway into the weather, and she was singing a single horn alone, which was boring.

……

After breakfast, Huo Xiumo went to work.

Jiang Yansheng didn't go with him, he asked the driver to send it, and he didn't lie to him when he said that he wanted to participate in the evening dress event, it was true.

So, on the way, she texted her assistant to pick out a neckless outfit.

to the company.

Nanxun was also there, Jiang Yansheng closed the door, and asked, "How did I go back last night?" ”

"Your husband came to pick it up personally." Nanxun was eating apples with Erlang's legs crossed, and when she heard that eating more of this during pregnancy is good for the child's skin, she took one bite after another, and her voice was vague: "Hmm, you pestered him last night...... He said he wanted to hold it and get into the car. ”

"......" Jiang Yansheng sounded.

She really doesn't remember.

Nanxun finished biting one, swallowed and said, "I was going to wake you up, but you woke up and didn't wake up." ”

Jiang Yansheng gritted his teeth, so hateful!

Seeing that her face was obviously not quite right, Nan Xun asked cautiously: "Why did you look like you were prostituted for nothing?" ”

Can it not be a prostitute for nothing?

Jiang Yansheng was afraid that rolling the sheets last night would affect her conception...... was a little worried, his eyebrows and eyes were tightened, and he took a sullen sip of water.

If you can't breathe down in one sip, take a second sip.

I'm almost running out of water in the office.

Nanxun didn't have to drink it, so he stopped it in time: "Who do you blame?" He slept as if he had been drugged, and Huo Xiumo was exercising his husband's power, but fortunately he didn't do anything else. ”

Jiang Yansheng was choked, so he could only admit it himself.

The two were silent for a moment, and at this time, there was a knock on the office door, and the front desk said, "Sister Yansheng, Mr. Huo sent someone to send an evening dress." ”

Jiang Yansheng was a little surprised and saw the door being pushed open.

The front desk put a delicate box on the coffee table, and his smile was full of envy: "I sent it to the front desk and left, saying that it was ordered by Mr. Huo." ”

On the surface, Jiang Yansheng still nodded calmly: "Okay, let it go." ”

The front desk turned around and went out, and after closing the door, Nan Xun smiled meaningfully: "Look, you have a casual temper in the morning, and some people are worried about coaxing." ”

"He made my neck so that I couldn't come out to meet people, so I had the obligation to clean up the mess." The corners of Jiang Yansheng's lips curled unconsciously, and he stretched out his hand to untie the strap of the box.

"I'll see, what evening dress did you give?"

Nan Xun leaned over and happened to see a beautiful red cheongsam inside, with three buttons at the neckline, which could be tightly blocked by every inch of the body.

The man's caution is presented here.

Jiang Yansheng took it out and looked at it, and his eyebrows softened a lot: "It's okay." ”

", isn't that beautiful?" Nanxun stretched out his paws to touch a handful, the fabric is of the highest quality, from the workmanship, the needle edge and the pattern of the embroidery, at a glance is a collection of millions of starting prices.

Mr. Huo sent it to his wife to wear to the event? Enough to spoil his wife.

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