"Why are you here?" Su Yichen looked at her in surprise, his eyes fell on the book she was holding in her hand, "Haven't you slept so late?" ”

Jiang Qingli was wearing a champagne-colored silk nightdress, her slightly wet long curly hair was scattered behind her head, and she said calmly: "I can't sleep a little, and I plan to find a book to read." ”

Su Yichen frowned, and his intuition told him that something seemed to be wrong, she rarely entered his study, and even less at night, his eyes turned around the study, and he didn't find anything abnormal.

"What book are you looking for?" He quietly took off his blazer and unbuttoned his white shirt a few times, revealing his collarbone chest.

"Some philosophical books." Seeing Su Yichen approaching her, she took two steps back until her back was against the bookshelf.

Su Yichen stood in front of her, took the opportunity to take away the book in her hand, glanced at the title of the book, and read it out word by word, "The abyss of freedom? ”

Jiang Qingli snorted, the two were so close that she could even smell each other's scent, and there was a hint of feminine perfume mixed in the familiarity.

"Where did you go at night?" She turned her mind and raised her eyes to stare at the expression on his face, and her tone was full of cautious temptation, like a suspicious wife who suspected her husband of cheating.

Su Yichen's eyes flashed, and he said, "What's wrong with the commercial banquet?" ”

"You smell of other women's perfumes." Jiang Qingli approached him and sniffed lightly, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were staring at Su Yichen's expression. "Who is she?"

"You misunderstood, there were too many people at the banquet, and you might accidentally get on it." Su Yichen's face remained unchanged, he put the book on the bookshelf casually, wrapped his hands around Jiang Qingli's slender waist, the two were close, and he apologized in a dumb voice, "I'm sorry, I don't have time to accompany you today, the MG International Jewelry Design Competition is about to start, if you can't win the championship, it will not be good for the company's future development." ”

A good jewelry designer is extremely important to a jewelry company.

Jiang Qingli sneered in his heart, pretending to believe him on his face, and his face was full of apologies: "I'm sorry, Yi Chen, I'm just ......"

"I understand, you don't have to explain." He ruffled the hair that was scattered on her shoulders, leaned into the white and delicate side of her neck and sniffed it, the familiar fragrance and body temperature were reassuring, they had been married for three years, and she had been with him for three years.

Su Yichen hugged her tightly, buried his head in her shoulder socket, and his voice was unprovoked with a trace of suppressed pain: "I'm sorry...... Late night. ”

"Yi Chen, I understand, you don't have to apologize." Jiang Qingli comforted him with a gentle voice, but her eyes were very indifferent, she understood that Su Yichen actually had feelings for Xie Wanwan, after all, they had been married for three years, and the two even had a daughter.

It's just a pity that this little bit of affection can't match Bai Yueguang's first love in his heart, and it may be the best for most people who can't get it.

Su Yichen's emotions came and went quickly, in the end, he was the man who was the president, and the little guilt that suddenly poured out was quickly suppressed by him.

He kissed the side of Jiang Qingli's neck, leaving ambiguous red marks on it, and his hand began to pull her nightdress dishonestly.

Jiang Qingli didn't dare to struggle hard, for fear that the person would collapse, she pressed his moving hand, and Wen Yan stopped him: "Yi Chen, it's too late, you go take a shower and have a good rest." ”

Fortunately, Su Yichen didn't force her, and said a good word in a dumb voice, with a deep look in his eyes as if he wanted to suck people in.