A woman's angry voice is like a stimulant to a man who is easily excited in the morning.

Although Shen Jiuge was very excited, he didn't dare to make trouble again. He hugged Jiang Shuyan from behind and rubbed his head in her shoulder socket. "Well, don't make trouble."

Gentle chest on his back, strong arm around his waist, the body below the strange pain and the man's familiar voice let Jiang Shuyan a stiff.

Jiang Shuyan's body is stiff and becomes a stone. She swallows her saliva and spits out a name incredulously, "Xiao, Xiaoge?"

Shen Jiuge's lips linger on Jiang Shuyan's smooth and white back, and his nose is the elegant fragrance of Jiang Shuyan. He is intoxicated with it with his eyes closed, "don't call me Xiaoge, call me Jiuge or my husband."

"No, No."

How could she sleep her best friend's brother last night?

This makes Jiang Shuyan a little unacceptable.

Shen Jiuge kisses Jiang Shuyan. He forces her to straighten her body and looks at her seriously. "Yes, we did it last night. You are my woman."

"I'm not." Jiang Shuyan didn't dare to look at Shen Jiuge's eyes at the beginning. She forced the feeling of palpitation and said calmly, "Xiaoge, we are all adults. Let's take last night's event as it doesn't exist. We don't want to meet again."

"Ha ha." Shen Jiuge's arms propped up on both sides of Jiang Shuyan's body, "if things last night can be regarded as non-existent, what about this morning?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Shuyan turned her head abruptly.

"Meaning is..." Shen Jiuge deliberately used his long unbearable place against Jiang Shuyan, "you were my woman last night, then you can only be my woman all your life."

The two people under the quilt were honest with each other.

Shen Jiuge's waist straightened out, and he fell in again.

Although he was angry, he was still gentle to Jiang Shuyan.

Jiang Shuyan didn't know what was going on. Mingming refused at the beginning, but in the end, Shen Jiuge took the rhythm away.

……

Jiang Shuyan sat in the classroom, recalling the scene in the morning, her face was still hot.

Clearly want to draw a clear line, did not expect more and more unclear.

Jiang Shuyan was not in a good state all day. After school in the afternoon, she saw Shen Jiuge standing outside the classroom.

Jiang Shuyan subconsciously wants to go back, but is grabbed by Shen Jiuge's wrist. A smile rises on her handsome face. "Why, do you want to run when you see your husband?"

Jiang Shuyan's face was a little unnatural. He punched Shen Jiuge's chest with a pink fist. "Don't talk nonsense."

"Well, I listen to my wife."

Jiang Shuyan

After a pause, she asked, "how did you come here?"

Shen Jiuge naturally embraces Jiang Shuyan's shoulder and kisses her face. "Of course, I'll take my wife to school."

Jiang Shuyan uneasily broke free from the shackles of Shen Jiuge, "Xiaoge, don't do this."

"Not what? Well Shen Jiuge is not only not loose, but her arm on her shoulder is tighter. Jiang Shuyan can't even struggle.

Jiang Shuyan gave up and stayed in Shen Jiuge's arms.

Seeing their intimate posture, Jiang Shuyan's classmates asked, "Hi, Yan, is this handsome guy yours?"

"Fiance."

This sentence was answered by Shen Jiuge.

After all, Jiang Shuyan refused those pursuers, using the name of fiance.