Chapter 178

Song Xiaoya hears the speech, some don't believe of go to, stretch out a hand to gently push small Jie's room door open, looked inside.

The light in the guest room has been turned off. There is only a dim night light at the head of the bed. Now Xiao Jie is lying on the bed quietly and asleep.

After the door is closed again, song Xiaoya turns and stares at Jiang Beichen in surprise, "so you really can tell stories!"

She now suddenly some regret, did not follow the past at the beginning, see with her own eyes how Jiang Beichen tells the story, that scene must be unique.

"I asked the Secretary to speak for me." Jiang Beichen shakes the mobile phone on the hand, still feel suffocated.

"So it is." She nodded clearly.

"Things are settled here, song Xiaoya. Should we go back to our bedroom to do business?" At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly uses his fingers to pick up song Xiaoya's wet black hair, and then comes close to her in a low voice.

Song Ya's face immediately became embarrassed.

"That Can you... " Just when she wanted to say something, Jiang Beichen suddenly put his hand around her waist, and then took her quickly to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Jiang Beichen immediately closed the door with his backhand. Suddenly, he suddenly turned around and put his arm on the door, encircling song Xiaoya between his arms and the door.

Song Xiaoya's heart suddenly trembled, and then some flustered raised his head to see him, and immediately some flashing eyes moved to the ground, red face, some embarrassed.

Jiang Beichen's lips slowly close to her, suddenly said softly in her ear, "lie down on the sofa and wait for me."

Hear sofa two words, song Xiaoya immediately feel more ashamed, Jiang Beichen really think of a is a.

Jiang Beichen then let her go and went to the bathroom.

Song Xiaoya Leng for a while, some look of consternation on the face, Jiang Beichen this is to take a bath?

However, in less than ten seconds, Jiang Beichen came back from the bathroom with a hair dryer on his hand.

He strode to the sofa, connected the power supply of the hair dryer, and then directly sat down on the sofa, turned his head, looked at Song Xiaoya who was still standing in front of the door, "what are you doing?"

Hearing his cry, song Xiaoya nodded foolishly and walked toward his position.

It turned out that she was going to blow her hair on the sofa. She thought Jiang Beichen was going to do that on the sofa. She was so ashamed

When she went to the sofa, Jiang Beichen seemed to have been unable to wait. She reached out and grabbed her wrist. Song Xiaoya fell into his arms, and then sat firmly on his leg, hugged by him.

The hot air from the hair dryer came back and forth on her head, and Jiang Beichen's slender fingers also went back and forth between her hair.

At this time, the distance between the two faces is very close, song Xiaoya's nose tip as long as gently move forward, you can touch Jiang Beichen's chin.

She raised her head, eyes staring at his handsome face, he is very serious, in the concentration to help their hair blowing appearance, her small heart, also can't control Putong, Putong began to beat wildly.

The gentle look of this man is so attractive.

"Jiang Beichen, what you just said outside is to blow your hair?" Song Xiaoya looks at Jiang Beichen funny and asks.

His "do business" directly brought her thoughts to the ditch, which made her think that he was referring to his wife's obligations.

"Otherwise, what do you think it is?" Jiang Beichen takes the smile of evil spirit low Mou to see her one eye, then ask her.

"Nothing, I don't feel anything!" By his such a rhetorical question, song Xiaoya's eyes immediately flickered, some guilty explanation.

She won't admit that she just thought of that.

"Song Xiaoya, it seems that there are some unhealthy things in your mind." To see her some guilty of shrinking down, the sneer on Jiang Beichen's face is more serious.

"I didn't! It's all because what you said just now is too much! " Song Xiaoya grits her teeth, raises her head and looks up at Jiang Beichen. Then she firmly pushes the responsibility to the end.

She can't be blamed for her wishful thinking. He just said so suggestively that she was taken to the ditch by him and misunderstood.

"Song Xiaoya, are you very disappointed now?" Jiang Beichen gave her a low smile, and then breathed in her ear.

"I didn't!" Song Xiaoya curled her lips and answered in the affirmative.

Jiang Beichen threw the hair dryer on the sofa, looked down at Song Xiaoya's face, and then nodded, "the expression on your face tells me that you are disappointed!"

Smell speech, song Xiaoya in the heart a surprised, she is not careful to put the mind on the face?

Mother, what a shame!

"Jiang Beichen, you misunderstood me. I'm actually..." Just when she was about to explain, Jiang Beichen suddenly raised her chin, then approached her face and said, "in order to make up for the disappointment in your heart, as your husband, I can sacrifice."After that, he put his hand around her waist a little tighter.

Song Xiaoya took a breath because of his sudden action

she quickly put her hands in front of him, opened her eyes and looked at him, then bit her lips and gave a dry smile, "no, I'm not disappointed, so you don't have to sacrifice. You have to go to work tomorrow, so you'd better have a rest early, ha ha -"

Jiang beichenbo Lip a hook, very don't care said, "fast new year, now the annual leave, so I don't have to go to work tomorrow."

"Holiday, so fast? I've forgotten the time. " Song Xiaoya almost forgot that it will be new year's Eve in a few days.

Looking at Jiang Beichen's eyes getting hotter and hotter, his hands getting tighter and tighter. Song Xiaoya sighs that she can't escape again tonight, so she just sits in Jiang Beichen's arms and doesn't struggle any more.

In any case, the end of every struggle is not eaten.

Seeing that she suddenly did not move, as if she had learned to behave well, Jiang Beichen could not help but smile. Then he lowered his head again and gently kissed her on the lip. Then he picked up the hair dryer beside him and said, "your hair hasn't been dried yet. I still have to sacrifice time to blow your hair for you..."

It's easy to catch a cold if you don't blow dry your hair after a bath.

Song Xiaoya is stunned. When she reacts, the hair dryer starts to work again. Jiang Beichen's hand shuttles between her hair and continues to help her blow her hair.

“……”

In my heart, there are ten thousand grass mud pigs galloping by, there are trees!!