Chapter 73

"I'll take it if I want." Jin Beihan's tone was high and arrogant, with a look of self-respect.

Jin Beihan's hand is higher and higher. Song Yarong has no choice but to step on the chair behind him and reach for it.

"Give it to me, I will never draw you again." She's really about to cry.

Jin Beihan raised her head higher and higher. She had no choice but to stand on the chair and jump a few times.

It's hard for song Yarong. He moves under his feet. As a result, he steps empty and falls to the ground. In front of him is Jin Beihan.

Bang, the floor was shaking, and both of them fell to the ground.

Song Yarong is OK. She falls on Jin Beihan. It's hard for Jin Beihan. Her back is on the ground and her ear is on Jin Beihan's chest. She can hear the beating heart very clearly.

"Sir, this is the time and Hall of the rescheduling meeting..."

Jiang Huai took the newly printed worksheet and looked up to see no one in the study. Take a closer look

In front of the small desk, the woman lies on the man's body and falls on the ground, exposing her lower body. She doesn't know what to do with her upper body.

As soon as he entered the study, he looked at the scene of two people in the study. He did not enter the study.

Some embarrassed standing in the same place, a few seconds later, the brain quickly turned away, "that... Sir, I put the list here, you continue, I am inconvenient to disturb."

"Oh, no, it's not what you think!" Song Yarong holds hands and sits up, trying to explain that Jiang Huai has left and closes the door.

Song Yarong's face is depressed. It's not like this. It's Jin Beihan's fault. Otherwise, it would not have happened.

Huh? How do you feel a little hot?

Looking down, a different look appeared in Jin Beihan's eyes.

He only felt hot and dry and his voice was low and hoarse. "Song Yarong, you're lighting the fire, you know?"

Song Yarong, who still doesn't know the situation, looks at his face and thinks about what happened.

At the moment, she is sitting on Jin Beihan's body, whose posture is easy to think of askew, besides, Jin Beihan is still a normal male.

Song Yarong quickly picked up the hand holding Jin Beihan's chest, raised his hand, his eyes were wandering, and he stammered, "that... I... I, not me... I didn't mean it."

If she could leave Jin Beihan in time, it would be nothing, but she not only sat, but also moved from time to time.

Jin Beihan's abdomen gathered together with a stream of heat, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Even if it was like this last night, I will do it again today. How can this woman end up.

Without saying a word, she turned over and pressed song Yarong under her body, and the warm air sprayed on her face, "Song Yarong, do you know what it's called to ignite a fire?"

"That... Jin Beihan, I didn't mean to blame the chair for being too small, otherwise I wouldn't fall down."

Both her hands were clamped by Jin Beihan, unable to move, as if they were tied.

"Or I'll pay you..." it's better to pay for your medical expenses.

Before Song Yarong finished, he was kissed by Jin Beihan and swallowed it. He was very emotional.

She tried to break free, but a man's strength, where a woman's strength can be measured, could not break free for a long time, so she had to let him go.

The man seems to be kissing her for the first time. He kisses her carelessly. He hurts her several times. Fortunately, he doesn't last long and it's over.

Song Yarong's big eyes, covered with water mist, so everyone wants to let people have a good love.

Jiang Huai outside the study gasped with fear.

Fortunately, he came out fast, otherwise he would disturb two people's good things, but he didn't find that his wife was so powerful, it was the one above.

Sighed in the heart of the stairs, just met the housekeeper to go upstairs, "where are you going?"

"Jiang tezhu, this is the fruit for my wife." The housekeeper lifted the fruit basket in his hand.

Jiang Huai pointed to the study and shook his hand. "People are still young couple. We still don't want to disturb them."

The housekeeper's face is floating to smile, the mind understands, took the fruit to go downstairs.

Song Yarong edited a text message for his father. His father must be worried if he didn't return all night.

The campus charity party will be held soon. In order to maintain the order of the school, Qingda left only a part of the most effective students as assistants on the day of the party.Song Yarong is also at home, brush Jin Beihan layout of the subject, heart worried, mind is not in the subject above.

The countdown to the start of the party was just around the corner. She didn't even have the courage to speak with Jin Beihan, and the man who made her headache was sitting beside her.

All the documents Jin Beihan needed to correct were also moved to a small desk. As long as song Yarong didn't understand, he turned into a teacher and taught step by step.

An inexplicable emotion flows between two people, but song Yarong feels very comfortable.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, song Yarong had just finished a question when the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in.

"Young master and madam, the car is ready."

Jin Beihan nodded, put away the documents in his hand, got up and looked down at the woman who was still sitting, "take you to a place."

Song Yarong follows Jin Beihan into a luxury car and stops at a high-end beauty shop half an hour later.

Inside, the waiters lined up to greet Jin Beihan and song Yarong, shouting with one voice.

"Hello, Mr. Jin and Mrs. Jin!"

The store manager personally guides the way, and all the staff stand on the top of each job.

It takes more than two hours to pick up the dress, apply the mask, cut the hair, put on makeup and adjust the accessories.

It was the first time song Yarong met such a battle.

The snow-white dress sets off song Yarong's fair complexion, with curly hair and light pink accessories, which is very temperament.

Stylists have to praise, "Mrs. Jin, you are the most suitable dress I have ever seen."

Song Ya Rong smile, she is also very satisfied with this dress, "thank you."

After the whole set, she was almost dazzled. After such a big battle, Jin Beihan was going to take her there, and he didn't know what activities he was going to take part in.

The sound of the crisp shoes trampling on the floor rang out. Turning around, it was Jin Beihan.

He was also wearing a snow-white suit. In the past, I saw him wearing a black suit. There was not much change. This time, it made her eyes shine.

Then he frowned. Jin Beihan was wearing this dress. It was really good, but it looked strange.

"Why, what's wrong?" Jin Beihan used a soft voice that she had never heard before, and she had goose bumps.

She pouted a little, then said, "I think you are more suitable to wear black, white is too bright, I'm afraid it will blind other people's eyes."

"Then change it." Jin Beihan touched her soft hair and said to the stylist, "change a hairstyle that can cover her face."