Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

Yan Yan noticed her eyes and covered the scar with his hand in panic. His face suddenly turned pale, "don't, don't look!"

"What are you looking at?" Qian Duoduo straightened up as if nothing had happened. "My name is Qian Duoduo. What's your name?"

"I, my name is Yan Yan." her heart jumped nervously. Yan Yan decided that if she had money, she would go to the hospital for an operation to remove the scar, but now what she needs most is high waist underwear to cover the scar.

"Yan Yan? Nice name. I'm twenty-eight years old, older than you."

After measuring, Qian Duoduo went out of the room first than Yan Yan. Nie TingYang saw her come out and raised his head, "OK?"

"Well, when will you come and pick it up?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Tomorrow afternoon?" Qian Duoduo looked at the time. "Time is a little tight. I'm afraid I can't catch up."

"Then work overtime and I'll pay double." when Nie TingYang said, he looked into the room. Yan Yan was dressing quickly. He was nervous. The button of his shirt was wrong, so he untied it and buttoned it again.

"I'll try my best." Qian Duoduo also looked at the room, "big or small..." she wanted to stop talking.

Nie TingYang took back his eyes, "what's up?"

"No, no, what time will you pick it up tomorrow afternoon?"

"Four o'clock."

"OK."

After Nie TingYang and Yan Yan left, Qian Duoduo was still staring at the door.

"Sister duo, why are you stunned? Dashao has gone far." assistant He Jie has a bad smile on her face. "Are you jealous? But I really don't understand how Dashao likes such a woman. She looks ok, but she is so short, has no body, and her hands are very ugly."

"If you have nothing to do, go busy." Qian Duoduo said coldly, turned to the studio and turned on the computer.

Yan Yan, she has never heard of this name, and she doesn't look like a lady.

……

In the car, Yan Yan asked Nie TingYang, "Mr. Nie, why do you make me a dress?"

"Because I kissed you, I intend to be responsible for you." Nie TingYang glanced at her, "are you happy?"

happy? Are you happy? For other women, such a man should be happy when he says he is responsible for himself. He faints happily.

But she is Yan Yan, not another woman.

Without the expected response, Nie TingYang frowned, "why? Not happy?"

He lowered his head and pulled his fingers. Yan Yan's voice was slightly humble. "Mr. Nie, I know my identity. I'm just a person who came out of prison. Please don't make such jokes in the future."

"Do you think I'm joking?" Nie TingYang's voice was very light.

……

Yan Yan stood in the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. Because he hadn't seen the sun for many years, his face was whiter than others. It was bloodless and pale. Even his lips were very light. But the person he was looking at was himself, but another face always flashed in his mind, like throwing a stone on the calm lake, Her breathing became disordered.

At the age of 23, she has experienced things her peers have never experienced, but there are too many things she has never done, such as kissing

I couldn't help raising my hand and caressing my lips, where there was still a trace of temperature.

"Eh... Who are you?" a voice suddenly sounded at the door. Yan Yan quickly put his hand down and his face panicked.

At the door stood a tall, thin, beautiful girl with white and tender skin. She blinked her big eyes and looked at herself curiously.