Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Chapter 518 Was It Fake To Cry And Beg Me Last Night?

The morning glow is golden, and the white dew is covered with grass.

After being tossed and tossed by Shao Zhanlin all night, Jiang Nuantang didn't know that the Huo family was in dire straits, and everyone was turned on their backs.

Even if you know it, you can't empathize with it.

after all--

Human sorrows and joys are not interlinked.

Just like the current her, after waking up, she only felt that her whole body was sore and limp, and her entire slender waist seemed to be broken by life, and she couldn't control it.

As for the culprit who turned her into this way, he was not on the bed either.

Jiang Nuantang touched the side of the bed, and felt a cold touch. It can be seen that the person who should be lying there has been up for a long time.

Scumbag!

When she got interested, she disappeared, leaving her grinning in pain.

Jiang Nuantang secretly slandered, and lifted the thin quilt covering her body.

The goal is two delicate snow-white long legs, and a delicate and gorgeous Xifu crabapple stretches and burns in it from the back.

Surrounded by the hickey marks left by a man who was loved fiercely, densely packed, scattered in the gaps between the branches and flowers, if there are traces that seem to be absent, like petals that have fallen off naturally.

Form a dynamic freeze-frame picture.

And those paints that are not dim and fuzzy after a night's sleep, but more and more beautiful, complement each other and complement each other.

Jiang Nuantang was a little dazed, looking at those marks, she seemed to be able to recall how the man dropped the petals on her thin and slender skin little by little last night.

From the neck, chest, to the legs, it was branded heavily, without letting go...

Realizing what she was thinking, Jiang Nuantang suddenly came back to her senses, her cheeks flushed brightly.

Not daring to think about it any further, Jiang Nuantang hurriedly put the charming thoughts in her mind behind her.

Wrapped in a thin satin cloth, she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom with tired steps. The cinnabar-colored begonias swayed silently.

……

After washing up, the door was pushed open, and the man who disappeared early in the morning walked in with a breakfast bag.

Jiang Nuantang looked down, and found that there was a record of food written on the bag.

It is several kilometers away from here, did I buy it specially, or...

Before he could ask this doubt, the phone on the bedside rang.

Jiang Nuantang had no choice but to put aside her curiosity for now, walked over and glanced at the screen, pressed the answer button, and said:

"what's up?"

There is not much emotion in the cold voice.

Bai Chi on the other end of the phone was a little apprehensive.

I feel guilty for disturbing her again and again.

But still bit the bullet and explained the purpose of coming:

"People from the Huo family came again and said they wanted to invite you to treat Mrs. Huo's illness. The reward is a brocade box. Look at me..."

Agree, or decline?

Bai Chi actually had an answer in his heart.

But it's better to find Jiang Nuantang to confirm again.

Sure enough, Jiang Nuantang didn't even raise an eyebrow when the Huo family proposed using a brocade box as a reward.

Only the voice replied lightly:

"It's true that the brocade box is a good thing, but if I want it, I took it last time, so I won't keep it until now."

Bai Chi was not surprised by this answer.

Not to mention the rarity of the brocade box, just because of the attitude Mrs. Huo gave when they went to Huo's house last time, Bai Chi didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Not to mention persuading Jiang Nuantang to go and treat her.

Bai Chi thought without much sympathy.

After asking copiously, I was about to end the call when I heard the conversation on the other end change:

"but……"

Jiang Nuantang drew a long tail, and then added:

"Seeing how sincere they are, they are willing to take out the brocade box, so I can let them make a choice."

"What choice?"

Bai Chi regained his energy and straightened his ears.

Jiang Nuantang didn't give a damn, and said directly:

"Tell them that the Panlong Stone was still effective last time, but it could only save one person. In other words, between Madam Huo and Qin Yawei, there must be one lying on the bed. Let them figure it out!"

Jiang Nuantang made the request without changing his face.

This move made Bai Chi almost applaud and exclaimed beautifully.

It is conceivable how relieved it would be when this news reached the Huo family's ears.

Let them see people as inferior, and retribution will come soon.

Bai Chi was very curious, what choice would the Huo family make?

After talking to Jiang Nuantang a few more times, he hurriedly hung up the phone and went to make a request.

……

Jiang Nuantang put down her phone, turned around and looked at the girl who had spent the whole night working hard, and took a break just as soon as she did.

As a result, she was nowhere to be seen after waking up, and only now did she appear, but it was a man with a radiant face and full of energy.

Before he could make a sound, the man was the first to say hello:

"Come over for breakfast."

The magnetic and melodious voice is deep and powerful, and it can't be heard that he has worked hard all night.

Jiang Nuantang secretly laments that there is a huge disparity in physical strength between men and women.

After touching his hungry belly, he didn't refuse.

Walking over, seeing the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the insulated box, he raised his eyebrows lightly:

"You bought it for me?"

Shijinji is famous for making breakfast.

Even if the takeaway service is not opened, the supply of daily meals is in short supply.

Especially the preserved egg and lean pork porridge, which is only available from [-] to [-] o'clock in the morning, is even more popular, and you may not be able to buy it even if you often queue up.

Thinking of the slightly cool bed that he touched just now, Jiang Nuantang didn't suspect that Shao Zhanlin had someone buy it for him.

I'm afraid I went to line up before dawn.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nuantang's heart softened.

Although the porridge has not yet been eaten, it has already warmed my heart.

Shao Zhanlin didn't answer her question, handed the spoon to her, and said:

"Go to sleep after drinking."

Shao Zhanlin made a proposal.

This situation was not in his plan.

I thought that after last night's tossing, Jiang Nuantang would sleep until noon at least.

When she came back unexpectedly, she was already awake.

Looking at the black eyes in her eyes, Shao Zhanlin couldn't help but feel guilty.

After all, it was Meng Lang.

Every time I get close to her, I always end up out of control.

Taking the spoon, Jiang Nuantang took a mouthful of porridge and put it in his mouth.

The fragrance of the food disperses in the taste buds, and the taste is just right, accompanied by the heart-burning warmth, pouring into the stomach and spreading all over the limbs.

The whole person seemed to be baptized and revitalized.

At this moment, Shao Zhanlin's voice came, and Jiang Nuantang replied without thinking:

"I still have to go to work."

Jiang Nuantang curled her lips, she really felt sorry for her, don't be so fierce last night!

It’s only now that I’m looking for love, what is it if it’s not hindsight?

But for the sake of breakfast porridge, she didn't bother with him.

Scooping up another mouthful of porridge and putting it into his mouth, Lord Jiang Nuantang thought a lot.

But at this moment, I heard——

"It's okay to go, I'll find someone to ask for leave for you."

The magnetic and deep voice is full of domineering.

Jiang Nuantang also refused to give an inch, categorically refusing:

"No."

Although the handover work has basically been completed, and there is nothing to be busy at hand, but being a monk for a day hits the clock, Jiang Nuantang feels that everything should be done from the beginning to the end.

Unexpectedly, the man narrowed his eyes after hearing this, and his tone was dangerous:

"It seems that you are not tired at all. It was a lie to cry and beg me last night?"