Chapter 8: I could be more tired

The night was quiet, and Ning Yao's voice was not loud, but she knew that the people over there heard it.

Because, she heard Jiang Chiyi's laughter.

Just laughed, and before it was over, the phone was suddenly hung up by the other party.

Thinking about it, Chen Yingshuang also understands that compared to catching Jiang Xuanqing for being dishonest, the matter between her and Jiang Chiyi is more serious.

Ning Yao hugged Jiang Xuanqing's waist and closed her eyes, as if she was really sleepy.

There was no movement in the room for a while, until Jiang Xuanqing's body slipped and he lay down.

He leaned sideways and hugged Ning Yao in his arms, his voice was not high, but it was enough for her to hear clearly, "Stupid." ”

I don't know who is evaluating.

……

There is no need to go to work on weekends, and Ning Yao indulges in sleeping until three o'clock in the morning.

She was the only one in the room when she woke up.

Ning Yao sat up with her body propped up and touched her phone.

There were two missed calls from Ning Peiyuan on it, and a message telling her to hurry home.

Looking at his posture, it is important.

Ning Yao didn't care, just got out of bed and went to the closet to turn over a piece of Jiang Xuanqing's shirt, and walked out slowly.

Jiang Xuanqing was in the study, the door was open, and Ning Yao was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.

"Meals are hot in the kitchen, go eat them yourself." Jiang Xuanqing didn't even look at her.

Ning Yao spoke, "Miss Chen didn't come here?" ”

Jiang Xuanqing was stunned.

In fact, there is no need to answer this question.

If you want to say that she has a weak heart, Chen Yingshuang is even worse than Jiang Xuanqing, so she will naturally not hit the muzzle of the gun at this time.

After standing at the door for a while, Ning Yao turned around and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen had never been fired, and the few stoves on the stovetop were all new.

The food was hot in the rice pot, and it was obviously packed and brought back.

Ning Miao was not hungry, but she tossed for too long last night, and her throat was a little uncomfortable.

She boiled hot water, poured it into a cup, and propped herself up at the counter in a daze.

Not long after, footsteps were heard behind him.

Ning Yao turned around, "Mr. Jiang......"

Jiang Xuanqing seemed to be done, so she sighed, came in and brought the water she was drying over to drink.

Ning Yao didn't speak, just waited for the cup to be put down and poured another glass.

Jiang Xuanqing stuck to her and didn't retreat, "I have something to do in a while, and I want to go back to the old mansion." ”

Ning Yao also wanted to go home, "I'll ask someone to bring clothes over immediately, it shouldn't be too long." ”

Jiang Xuanqing raised his hand to look at the time, "Don't worry." ”

After saying this, he put his hand down and put it directly on the cooking table.

Ning Yao blinked, and Jiang Xuanqing held the cooking table with his hand, just trapping her in the square inch of his chest.

She turned to face Jiang Xuanqing, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw her emotions in his eyes.

She hooked the corners of her mouth and raised her hand to hook his belt, "Not tired?" ”

Jiang Xuanqing leaned over and gave her half a sentence, "I can be more tired." ”

……

In the end, it was Jiang Xuanqing's driver who drove Ning Yao home.

When she got out of the car, she couldn't walk.

Just opened the meat and ate a big feast for two days in a row, and no one could stand it.

Slowly returned home, and as soon as he entered the living room, Ning Yao was stunned.

At this point in time, Ning Peiyuan was at home, and Yuan Yu also came back from the temple.

Sitting opposite the two of them was actually the second young man of the Jiang family who laughed on the phone last night and was half listened to by her.

Jiang Chiyi was quite capable of pretending, and when he saw her enter the door, he stood up, "Miss Ning." ”

Ning Yao nodded, "Jiang Ershao came over today, has something to do?" ”

Jiang Chiyi snorted, then turned to Ning Peiyuan and Yuan Yu, "Can I talk to Miss Ning alone?" ”