Mr.Qin, Baby Sweetheart wants a hug - Chapter 612

At midnight, in the dark room, Jiang Panyu lay in the quilt without sleepiness.

She turned over and looked at the man next to her.

Although she couldn’t see his face clearly, she knew that he didn’t fall asleep.

“Now that we’re married, shouldn’t we… At least get to know each other.”

Han jingnian silently bent his mouth: “what do you want to know?”

Jiang Panyu lay on the pillow, his hands supporting his chin and said, “when I was studying, I had a crush on a boy. Later, I met him in college. Then I summoned up the courage to confess to him, but I was rejected.”

“He has a girl he likes. It happens that the girl is in the same dormitory with me. She is a very cloudy and sunny eccentric person and looks very ordinary. Of course, her academic performance is very good.”

Hanjingnian pondered for a moment without making a sound.

Jiang Pan Yu moved a little to him quietly: “I’m finished. It’s your turn.”

Han jingnian turned to look at her: “what do you want me to tell you?”

“What kind of woman is your ex-wife?”

“……”

“Can’t you ask? It’s not prying into privacy. I’m just curious. Of course… If you really don’t want to answer, don’t answer.”

After more than ten seconds of silence, Jiang Pan said, “why don’t you speak?”

The corners of Han jingnian’s mouth always rose shallowly: “there’s nothing to say about the past.”

If it’s just an ordinary marriage experience, he doesn’t mind letting her know, but it’s hard to say.

Jiang Pan’s words were very light and hummed: “don’t say it. I’m going to sleep.”

She was going to lie back on her pillow, but accidentally and somehow, her head suddenly leaned against his shoulder.

Not on purpose

Cold jingnian’s hand covered her back, and the soft hair gently brushed his chin, floating a faint fragrance.

His face was calm, but his breathing became heavy, as if with a sense of depression.

The awkward posture made Jiang Pan’s face burn.

In such an atmosphere, her mind was hot again. She stretched out her hand to gently circle his neck and whispered in his ear: “are you still thinking of your ex-wife in your heart, so you don’t want to sleep with me.”

She suddenly wondered what his ex-wife looked like. Was she beautiful? Much prettier than her?

As soon as Han jingnian spoke, his voice became dumb: “aren’t we lying in the same bed now?”

Jiang Pan’s language lowered his eyes, his breathing slowed down, and his lips pasted gently on the corner of his lips.

She was close to him

Han jingnian suddenly turned over and fixed his dark eyes on her face: “don’t always challenge a man’s bottom line. Do you know what danger is?”

“I…”

In an instant, her voice was drowned.

His kiss was not gentle, even like a lost warning.

Jiang Pan Yu closed his eyes and grabbed his pajamas

As if looking forward to something.

However, everything came to an abrupt end.

Han jingnian loosened his hand and breathed heavily in her ear: “go to sleep.”

In the dark, Jiang Panyu’s face was only disappointed. She slowly opened her eyes and gradually filled them with tears.

She turned around, hid her head in the quilt and sobbed, “I hate you, hanjingnian!”

……

The next morning, Jiang Panyu got up early.

In the Jiang family, her nerves are habitually tense, especially when her brother is not at home.

Under the eyes of her parents, she can’t make any mistakes.

But even so, Jiang’s mother scolded a few words on the table: “Xiaoyu, look at you. You’re married and still sleep in. What time is it now?”

Han jingnian was about to say something when Jiang Yi came in from the door.

Hearing Jiang Yi’s voice, Jiang Panyu immediately threw down his chopsticks and rushed over quickly.

She wanted the whole person to jump on him. Her two arms wrapped around his neck and hugged him tightly: “brother, how did you come back? I miss you so much!”

Jiang Yi patted Jiang Pan Yu’s head: “isn’t this back? Come down quickly, just like a child.”

“I don’t want it.” Jiang pan smiled and looked unhappy in the morning. Now he was full of joy.

Jiang’s mother was keenly aware of Han jingnian’s unhappy face and said with a smile, “their brother and sister have had a good relationship since childhood. There’s really no way.”

In the cold King year, the eyebrows were slightly frowned, the thin lips were tight, and the face was cold.

Jiang’s mother walked over, lowered her voice and said seriously, “you child, don’t hurry to loosen your brother. You’re married and don’t have a sense of propriety!”