Chapter 99

But this sentence is not bad, let song Xiaoya some sound dissatisfied, but she did her best to work overtime to weave for him, is it worth a sentence is not bad!

She said with an unsatisfied face, "compared with the sweaters made by your designers, the sweaters I made must be very different, and you won't wear them anyway. What's the relationship between good and bad?"

"How do you know I can't wear it?" Hearing her words, Jiang Beichen looks at her. He didn't remember saying anything like that.

Just now, she was still fine. Why did she suddenly say something full of gunpowder.

"Why don't you ever wear the scarf I knitted for you? Isn't it just ugly? " Is it so obvious?

If you don't wear a scarf all day, how much better can this sweater be!

Jiang Beichen understood that she was angry because of this, just because he didn't wear the scarf she had woven.

"It looks like you're free now." Jiang Beichen suddenly looks at her with a smile. Her fairy ah is not only idle, but also has energy to be angry with him. It seems that she is full of dinner and has excess energy.

"Why don't we do some exercise to let you vent your dissatisfaction?" He came close to her with an evil smile on his face.

Song Xiaoya is surprised to see him leaning against him with bad intentions and takes a step back.

"No, no I'm fine now. I don't have to vent at all! " Song Xiaoya smiles at him awkwardly.

"Really not? Why do I think you need to vent now? " He took a big step forward, came to her and put his hand around her waist.

Before Song Xiaoya reacts, she has been picked up by Jiang Beichen and put on the big bed.

"Jiang Beichen, don't come here. I really don't need it!" As soon as her body falls on the soft Simmons, song Xiaoya quickly gets up and shrinks inside.

"Why can't I come here? You are my wife, and you have a duty to provide me with special services. " Jiang Beichen sneered and continued to approach.

He couldn't stand being dodged by her for so many days.

If it goes on like this, she will avoid it more and more. The biggest welfare between husband and wife at present can't be lost. Now he has to make her understand what she is.

"Jiang Beichen, we are just husband and wife in name. When you asked me to get a license to get married, you didn't say that we should do this duty after marriage." Song Xiaoya opened her eyes and questioned him.

"Who said the marriage was nominal? This is certified by marriage law. I'm a good law-abiding citizen. " Besides, Jiang Beichen never said "marriage in name" from beginning to end.

From the beginning, he wanted to surround her with himself, but she was too good at it.

"You What are you talking about? " Song Xiaoya froze and couldn't react.

What does Jiang Beichen mean? Not a nominal marriage?

"You'll understand." Jiang Beichen has no patience and doesn't want to explain to her. It's more real and effective to explain with actions. He left his clothes beside him, and then jumped on Song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya has not yet recovered from the shock, has been Jiang Beichen kiss lips, firmly embrace.

The result of her struggle was that, like no struggle, her clothes were quickly torn off by him, and then fell again.

……

When the two were quiet, the bedroom was quiet again. Only the gasping sound of the two people could be heard alternately.

The night is already deep, the chandelier in the bedroom is not on, only the small night light at the head of the bed is emitting weak light.

"Why did you say that just now?" She asked suddenly.

"What did I say?" Jiang Beichen was just a little panting at this time, but he seemed to be in a very good mental state, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"What do you mean it's not a nominal couple?" She asked again.

"What do you say?" Jiang Beichen glanced at her in his arms with low eyes, and his tone was a bit lazy

"..." If she could guess it, she would ask him why

Song Xiaoya always thought that human brain must be the most complex thing in the world.

It's always so enigmatic that people can't see anything from the outside, but there are countless ideas in it.

Therefore, she never guessed what other people were thinking and didn't want to guess.

The limbs are tired and sleepy. Song Xiaoya sleeps with this kind of posture in Jiang Beichen's arms.

At dawn the next day, song Xiaoya wakes up in a daze and hears the sound of running water, which should be the sound of Jiang Beichen taking a bath in the bathroom.

When her brain returns to the sober state and climbs up from the bed, Jiang Beichen has already taken a bath, dressed and returned to the bedroom.

Now, instead of wearing a formal business suit as usual, Jiang Beichen has a dark windbreaker on his upper body, straight casual pants on his lower body and brown leather boots on his feet.Take a closer look at Jiang Beichen's windbreaker. It's an off white handmade sweater.

It's the one song Xiaoya knitted for him at noon yesterday.

This color matches his figure perfectly.

"Song Xiaoya, come and tie my scarf when you wake up." Jiang Beichen strode to her side, and then said to her in the same voice.

Song Xiaoya watched him take up the handmade scarf and hang it on his arm. After looking at it, she looked at her.

Song Xiaoya opened her mouth and looked at him in surprise. There were still some surprises in her voice, "Jiang Beichen, this is..."

What happened to him today? Why did he suddenly put on her sweater.

She thought that he hated the ugly things she knitted!

"What's the matter, ugly?" Jiang Beichen stops in front of her, and then looks at her huff and puff, frowns, some unhappy to ask her.

This is Jiang Beichen's first time to wear off white clothes, but also a hand-made sweater.

He would never wear these cheap bargains before, but since she cares so much about whether he wears them or not, he should wear them. Although the body suddenly some do not adapt, but the heart is inexplicably comfortable.

"It's not ugly, it's very beautiful!" Song Ya immediately put her hand on his neck and tied it carefully to his face.

Seeing that she is as obedient as a virtuous daughter-in-law, Jiang Beichen smiles with satisfaction. After tying up her scarf, when she is ready to step back, he puts his arms around her waist.