He's super cute

Yu Xiaoque didn't understand why her husband suddenly lost her temper. She was so frightened that her speech became even more slurred, and she stomped her feet anxiously.

As if looking for a sense of security, she unconsciously leaned on Jiang Yan's body, grabbed his arm and tried to get into his arms.

He wanted to tuck himself into Jiang Yan's arms in a ball, to block those malicious eyes.

He has always been afraid and that's it, as if Jiang Yan is the most indestructible castle, as long as he is in his arms, he will not be afraid of anything, and there is pure trust in his eyes.

The loose white short sleeves were wet from the undried water beads on the hair, and at some point there was a wet water mark, and the small beans on the chest were looming.

"Change your clothes for me." Seeing that he was still ignorant, Jiang Yan stuck to his body, grabbed his arm and threw him out, "It's a smell."

"Sir..." Yu Xiaoque staggered twice, carefully sniffed her clothes, and was embarrassed and flustered by Feng Zhang and Qu Mengnan's serious eyes, "I've taken a bath..."

He thought that the husband thought he smelled so much oily smoke, after all, he had been in the kitchen all afternoon.

"There is no smell of oily smoke." He took two steps forward, pulling his clothes to show Mr. Jiang to smell them, "The clothes are clean..."

Just like that, her white and flat belly was exposed.

Yu Xiaoque was born thick and beautiful, she looks like a little fairy who seduces people with sex, but she has a temper like a timid little white rabbit, frightened by Jiang Yan, she purses her bright red lips and teary eyes Standing there, waxy white fingers were stirring helplessly, causing pain for no reason.

The little beauty lifted her hem pitifully, with tears in her eyes, she was obedient and pitiful.

Qu Mengnan is a beauty lover, how can he miss this kind of beauty, staring at it without blinking.

After being slapped by Feng Zhang several times, he didn't know how to restrain himself.

"Just look at a gadget." Qu Mengnan waved Feng Zhang away impatiently, "Brother Jiang is not a stingy person."

"Play with me when you get tired of it someday, it's not bad looking."

Feng Zhang glanced at the little canary who was sticking to Jiang Yan's feet and sighed.

Jiang Yan put his tongue against the root of his teeth, stood up quickly, grabbed Yu Xiaoque's collar and dragged him upstairs.

Yu Xiaoque kicked his legs reflexively and struggled, but was pinched tightly by Jiang Yan's big hands, and almost rolled and climbed up the stairs, bumping and bumping, the pain made him burst into tears.

The door was slammed shut with a bang, followed by indistinct wailing and vague begging for mercy.

"He belongs to Brother Jiang after all." Feng Zhang is a man who can see things clearly, and said in a deep voice, "You still have to have the respect you deserve."

"Ayu is coming back soon." Qu Mengnan picked up a chopstick dish and said casually, "How long do you think this counterfeit product will last?"

"It's better for me to accept him. He is a dodder flower, so he can't stay where he is."

In a few words, Yu Xiaoque's whereabouts was decided.

It's like it's just an object rather than a living, thinking person.

After hearing his words, Feng Zhang didn't say any more, and acquiesced to Qu Mengnan's words.

After all, if that person came back, with his status in Jiang Yan's heart, Little Canary might really be packed up and thrown away.

A fake is always a fake, how can it be compared with that person.

Yu Xiaoque was thrown heavily on the ground, rubbing her knees and inhaling softly, feeling as if her head was spinning around her neck, the sky and the earth were black, and he couldn't help curling himself up.

"Why?" In the darkness, the man's unhurried footsteps approached him, with a touch of contempt in his voice, "Are you in a hurry to find a next home?"

Yu Xiaoque was dizzy from the pain, she could hear the unkindness in the man's words, as if her throat was strangled by some ferocious beast, he bowed back as if frightened, his big eyes opened panickedly.

He never thought that a dinner he had been looking forward to all afternoon would turn into this situation.

He obviously wanted the man to be happy.

"Don't talk?" The man let out a laugh from his throat, squatted down, and slowly stroked Yu Xiaoque's long hair, as gentle as usual, "Are you guilty?"

Yu Xiaoque couldn't see the man's expression clearly in the dark, she didn't care about the pain on her body, and held the man's big warm hand with both hands as if begging for mercy.

"Dressed so sloppily..." Jiang Yan frowned and pulled up his collar, as if teasing, the anger in his words could no longer be suppressed, "Who are you showing it to?"

"There are no waves..." Little Canary was so startled that her jaw was shaking and her teeth were chattering, "I, I didn't know there would be someone else..."

How could he have thought that a white short sleeve would arouse Jiang Yan's anger so much.

"I like showing it to others so much..." Jiang Yan seemed to be unable to hear his words, caressing Yu Xiaoque's side face affectionately, "Then show it to others."

He pinched Yu Xiaoque's neck and tore the short cotton sleeve in half with a snap. Little Canary wailed like a snail whose shell had been peeled off.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yu Xiaoque was so frightened by Jiang Yan's evil spirit that she couldn't even turn her head, and apologized in a murmur.

"Shhh." Jiang Yan approached him suddenly, breathing heavily on his face, and said with a smile, "No need to apologize, I was wrong."

"Forget that you were born that way."

He turned the person over like a white fish, and took off Yu Xiaoque's pants.

Yu Xiaoque didn't know what he was going to do, she wanted to crawl under the bed naked and trembling.

"The bottom of the bed is so dirty." The man pulled his long hair and dragged him out again, with a half-smile, "Go out and show them you."

Little Canary's eyes widened suddenly, and his face turned pale in an instant. He writhed like crazy, crying vaguely in his mouth.

Jiang Yan was unmoved, and dragged Yu Xiaoque's hair towards the door, still smiling vaguely, "Why are you so happy that you are crying?"

The difference in physical strength between Yu Xiaoque and him was too great, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't shake the man's footsteps.

Seeing that the gate was approaching, his mind became muddled, and he tried his best to hold on to the door lock to prevent Jiang Yan from opening the door.

How could his little strength be stronger than Jiang Yan.

The door was opened little by little, and a small gap became wider and wider. The soft light from the living room shone on his naked body, leaving nowhere to hide.

"Sir, you love me..." Yu Xiaoque cried out, tears fell into her collarbone and did not dare to wipe her eyes, she begged incoherently with her eyes closed, "You love Xiaoque..."

Jiang Yan lowered his eyebrows, stood there and looked at him, his dark eyes were deep, as if he was going to suck him in.

It also seems to be looking at another person through the person at the feet, with some unknown emotion.

After a while, he let go of Yu Xiaoque's hair, and said softly, "I don't love you enough?"

Yu Xiaoque had been dumbfounded for a long time, with her arms folded on her chest, she hunched her shoulders and closed the door tightly.

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, but wiped off the teardrops hanging from his long eyelashes, and said in a warm voice, "Do you know you're wrong?"

The wind and rain stopped suddenly, and he became that gentle and outrageous look again.

Yu Xiaoque nodded like a chick pecking at rice, the corners of her nose and eyes were red, she looked at him tearfully, "Got it..."

"Will you still be swaying in the future?"

Yu Xiaoque sniffed, not quite understanding where the waves were, and hesitated for a while.

Jiang Yan gestured to open the door.

"No, I won't be a prostitute..." Even if it was a crime she wanted to impose, Little Canary could only admit it with tears in her eyes.