He's super cute

Yu Xiaoque took a hot shower, her hair was still dripping wet, and her bare, tender feet went straight to the big bed, leaving wet footprints on the floor.

With a hot face on his face, he got into the bed, buried his head in the quilt, curled up into a small ball, and yawned softly, his soft pink lips parted slightly, his eyes squinted, and he was about to fall asleep.

Should it be said that he is also heartless and painful, such a huge humiliation, placed on ordinary people, I am afraid that he will have to think about it over and over again all night like being placed on a fire.

But Jiang Yan coaxed him into obedience with a few words, and he didn't seem to hold any grudges at all, snoring on the bed and going to see Duke Zhou.

After Jiang Yan made a phone call on the balcony, he leaned against the railing for a while, his long legs crossed lazily, and a cigarette between his slender fingers.

After a long while, the night wind blew away the smell of smoke on his body, his thin lips moved slightly, and he stared straight at the small bulge beside the big bed through the glass.

His eyes were cold, and there was an unexplained disgust.

He tilted his head to look at the little figure on the bed for a while, rubbed his wrist unconsciously, and then walked slowly to the bathroom.

A few strands of black hair of Yu Xiaoque exposed outside the quilt lay softly on the pillow, purring softly, like a sleepy cat, purring from time to time.

Even if such a soft temperament falls into the hands of someone with a little conscience, he can't bear to grind it.

But he ran into someone like Jiang Yan whose conscience was soaked in ink.

"Blow dry your hair before going to sleep." Jiang Yan took the hair dryer and pulled the sleeping beauty out of the warm blanket, "Otherwise I'm going to catch a cold again."

Yu Xiaoque was raised so delicately by him that she couldn't bear any hardships, and she would burn for several days in the rain every day.

"Hmm..." Xiaojiao snorted softly from her nose, and leaned against his husband with her eyes closed, clearly still confused, but obediently let Jiang Yan play with her, without getting up in the slightest.

"Sir... sleepy..." Yu Xiaoque held Jiang Yan's clothes softly, her hair was blown comfortably by the warm wind, Nuo Nuo moaned, "Go to sleep, sleep together..."

The little hand also patted the position around him.

Jiang Yan saw that he was extremely sleepy, drooping his head and wanted to ask him to sleep together, his heart was soft and tender.

He leaned down and pinched Yu Xiaoque's soft face, lightly bit the lips of the man in his arms, and put his hand into Yu Xiaoque's pajama pants, slowly stroking his round buttocks.

Yu Xiaoque had been Jiang Yan's playmate on the bed for three years, before she woke up, she habitually softened her body, making Jiang Yan's big hands knead the ball even more recklessly.

He clasped Jiang Yan's neck, his eyelashes fluttered, and tremblingly stuck out a small soft tongue.

The husband once taught him to be obedient in bed and listen to the teacher.

He didn't know that at his age, he should have spent his youth on campus, or met a young first love in the library one afternoon.

It shouldn't be tossing and turning in the bed, carefully and obediently serving an older man.

What can he know?

He's just a poor little wretch who has to go through Jiang Yan's checks even when he reads a book.

Jiang Yan wants him to think that the world is what it is.

He lost his memory by relying on the little canary, and constructed a world where he was the sky as he wanted and unscrupulously.

Jiang Yan smiled, and gently brushed Yu Xiaoque's soft long hair, kissing her very well.

Thinking of Secretary Wang's investigation report just now, he squinted his eyes. His little canary was getting wilder and wilder, jumping around and trying to fly out of his golden cage.

He couldn't help grabbing Yu Xiaoque's long hair with his hands, Yu Xiaoque gasped, the severe pain in his scalp made him refreshed, and when he opened his eyes, he met Jiang Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Sir...it hurts..." With some tears in his big eyes, he looked up at Jiang Yan pitifully, his little hand wanted to grab Jiang Yan's hand, but he didn't dare to struggle, so he just lightly rested on Jiang Yan's. With a big hand, he begged for mercy, "Sir, it hurts so much..."

"Are you awake?" Jiang Yan let go of his hair and said softly.

As if it wasn't him who did the evil just now.

"I'm awake." Yu Xiaoque knelt between his legs, holding her long hair, nodding with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Yan was lazily leaning against the head of the bed, only turning on a bedside lamp with soft light, his face was hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"You slept peacefully." Jiang Yan chuckled, playing with Yu Xiaoque's little hand, her voice was soft, as if she had a good temper, "You thought you were sleeping and you hid?"

This is where the reckoning begins.

Yu Xiaoque shivered, lowered her head, stopped holding her hair, grabbed the bed sheet, swallowed her saliva quietly, and said in a low voice like a mosquito, "No..."

He really thought that as long as he fell asleep first, the husband might not pursue it.

This death cannot be admitted.

"I'm still a little bird who knows how to play tricks." Jiang Yan took it easy, typing every word into Yu Xiaoque's uneasy little heart, "First he didn't go home after passing the gate, and he didn't answer the phone to lie .”

Jiang Yan paused, looked up and down the little beauty shrunk into a quail, and evoked a lukewarm smile, "I've made a lot of progress." "Is it because I've spoiled you too much lately?"

"You're so used to it that you forget your duty."

"No, no..." Yu Xiaoque's hand hurt from his grip, his face was pale, he bit his lower lip and shook his head beggingly, "The dessert get out of class is late, I, I dare not..."

He couldn't tell what he didn't dare to do. He was so scared that he instinctively whimpered and wanted to rub himself into Mr. Jiang's arms.

The place where he feels most at ease.

"Then you dare to lie?" Jiang Yan let his little head sway back and forth in his arms, and did not hug him, "Did I ever tell you what would happen if you lied?"

Yu Xiaoque seemed to be unable to hear, her mind was in chaos, she just grabbed Jiang Yan's hand and put it on her waist, and hugged him intimately.

Like an insecure little bird building a nest for itself.

But the source of all suffering is the man he relies on most.

"say!"

The man's voice suddenly turned cold.

Yu Xiaoque's little head buried in the hollow of his shoulder trembled, and the tears in his mouth fell down in a frightening manner. The hot and humid tears and soft panting fell on his ears, which made people feel pitiful.