The Romantic CEO

He moved his arm, sat up and looked at his cell phone. It was almost nine o'clock.

Generally speaking, Jiang Yichen, a model worker, starts at six o'clock, staggers the morning rush hour, arrives at the company around seven o'clock, and then starts his day's work.

But it's nine o'clock now, and he's not awake.

The man's eyelashes are very long, but his eyes are narrow and long, so he looks very deep and cold, like a pool of unfathomable cold. His nose is straight, his thin lips are tight, and his face is tight.

It is true that he is a very good-looking man, his appearance and figure in the entertainment industry is not inferior to any small fresh meat, and he can eat by his face.

Just as he was staring at him, Jiang Yichen suddenly opened his eyes. There was a lot of blood in his eyes, and his eyebrows were not obviously tired.

He turned away in a hurry.

Jiang Yichen snorted, probably because of his backache. He sat up and asked, "what time is it?"

"Nine o'clock!"

Jiang Yichen seemed to murmur, but he didn't hear clearly what he said. He turned over and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Thinking of sleeping well last night, her face did not look so sallow and haggard. She got up from the bed, opened the curtain, and looked at the bright autumn light outside.

Jiang Yichen came out of the bathroom and saw the woman standing on the French window. The sun fell on her face and shoulders. Her skin was white and almost reflective.

After a long time, he moved his eyes and said, "I'll go to the company first. You can have a good rest at home."

She turned her face and gave him a faint look. Then she went around him and wanted to wash his face and brush his teeth. As a result, as soon as she got to Jiang Yichen, she was pulled to her side by a man.

Jiang Yichen looked at her: "I'll go downstairs and eat something later. Don't forget to take the medicine."

Thinking is still silent.

Jiang Yichen said in a low voice: "don't want to talk, just nod your head, eh?"

"You go to the company!" He took his arm out of Jiang Yichen's hand and walked to the bathroom.

When she washes out well, the man has already left. He takes care of the contraceptive pills in the drawer and goes downstairs.

Aunt Rong prepared breakfast and put it on the table. She took a sip of porridge and sent a message to Qin Keyu saying that she was all right.

Both physically and psychologically, she needs to adjust herself.

In the afternoon, Dr. Xiao came to check her body again.

In fact, Dr. Xiao's heart refused, and it was not a big problem. As for calling her out of the hospital, Jiang Yichen paid her double salary and successfully shut her up.

Xiao Xiao asked a few personal questions. Her face turned red and her face faltered.

There is no way, Xiao Xiao had to say: "are married women, do not be embarrassed."

Miss looked at her in surprise: "you are also married!"

Xiao Xiao laughed and said, "well, I've been married for a year."

I don't know why, I think her smile is a little reluctant to say the vicissitudes of life.

"You look young, then."

Xiao Xiao touched her face: "not young, all 26, you are young, just graduated, right?"

Think about nodding.

After measuring her temperature, Xiao Xiao felt that she didn't have a big problem, so she packed up her things and left. Before leaving, she said: "Mrs. Jiang, Mr. Jiang cares about you very much."

Xiao Xiao sighed in her heart. Her husband couldn't compare with her. She was sick and lay at home until she died. It was estimated that the person would not care about the following.

This nonsense made me miss for a while. Just wanted to say a word, Dr. Xiao had already left.

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Thinking about resting at home, I also said hello to the company.

Jiang Yichen also came back from work on time, and moved all the things that had been put in the side bedroom, such as clothes, to the master bedroom.

The meaning is self-evident.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yichen came out of the study and washed in the master bedroom. He was worried about reading in bed and saw him come out and put down his books.

There was a certain rush in the eyes.

Jiang Yichen looked at her in silence and asked, "is your health better?"

"Well, go to work tomorrow."

The man wiped the water on his hair with his hand, and then naturally sat down beside the bed. He thought and forbeared. Finally, he said, "where are you sleeping?"

Jiang Yichen raises eyebrows.

Miss just wanted to say that I went next door, the man's line of sight floated over: "where are you, where I sleep?"

"I'm not used to sleeping alone."

"Get used to sleeping more."

Jiang Yichen's skin is really thick enough, this kind of words can also be said without changing one's complexion. Moreover, he turned over to bed and just pressed the concerned arm with his arm so that she could not move.Care also dare not move, for fear of what sparks.

"Jiang Yichen!" She lowered her voice and was discontented.

The man gently should say: "I hold you to sleep like this."

"I can't sleep with you."

Jiang Yichen didn't speak, but he just held her tightly. After a while, he answered the wrong question and said, "did you see the weather forecast?"

"No!"

"It's going to rain tonight."

"So?"

"When it rains, there will be lightning and thunder."

He covered his forehead, dare to feel that he went around such a big circle in order to finally lead to this sentence. She forbeared and said word by word: "lightning cannot reach you, nor can thunder strike you."

Jiang Yichen tightened his arm and buried his face in her neck socket: "I will be afraid of thunder."

Think about secretly rolled a white eye, lie also want to be more reliable, OK, he is afraid of thunder?

Ten thousand people in her heart didn't believe it, but she knew how the man couldn't be driven away. She was too lazy to continue struggling and close her eyes.

Jiang Yichen did not lie. He was really afraid of thunder.

The day of my father's accident was such a thunderstorm day. When the phone called home, my mother's whole mood broke down.

That day, his father committed suicide in prison, and his mother collapsed. Before his rite of passage, the world collapsed and there was no return to the past.

From then on, he hated the rainy night and always thought it would bring bad luck.

As expected, it rained at night. It was raining in the south. Jiang Yichen didn't feel sleepy. He opened his eyes in the dark.

The woman next to her was sleeping soundly. A flash of lightning lit up the room. Jiang Yichen closed her eyes and her lips turned white.

He stretched out his hand and held it tightly, and imprinted his lips on her forehead. Only at night could he dare to be so unscrupulous.

Listening to the faint breath of a woman in her arms, Jiang Yichen reaches out to help her fallen broken hair to one side and lowers her voice as if to himself.

I'm sorry

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