Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Yan Jiang turned his eyes on Nan Yanyan and Arang, and found that Nan Yanyan's eyes had been on Arang, but Arang lowered his head and was chewing on the leg of the lamb. He immediately cursed in his heart. Let's be an idiot!

At present, the beauty, he has only lamb legs in his eyes!

Is it still a person?

"Please sit down, Miss Sister."

Called a beauty by Yan Jiang, Nan Yanyan was still a little bit ashamed and blushed slightly. Seeing that Ajan didn't respond, she felt too unreserved just sitting down, and she hesitated for a while.

At this time, Han Zhan, who had been silent on the other side, suddenly said solemnly: "Agen, move over and make a place for your friend."

Arang had always listened to Han Zhan's words, so he subconsciously moved his **** and left the other half of the couch to Nan Yanyan, which meant acquiescing Nan Yanyan to sit down beside him.

Nan Yanyan was flattered, she sat down and looked at Han Zhan. Look at this, Han Zhan is the leader among the three, and the handsome takeaway guy listens to him very much.

Yan Jiang asked Nan Yanyan: "Beauty, your last name?"

"Minggui, his surname is Nan, and his name is Nan Yanyan."

"Nan Yanyan, a good name." Yan Jiang just praised a good name. On the side, Han Zhan suddenly frowned and said, "I want to call Song Fei. Yan Jiang is messing with her sister outside."

Yan Jiang: "..."

Arang finally stopped eating meat. He smiled and said to Yan Jiang: "He is drunk, he can't hold the door, he can say whatever he wants, Yan Jiang, you have to be careful. "

Yan Jiang felt wronged.

Nan Yanyan stared at Han Zhan in surprise. It turned out that the richest man was so funny after being drunk.

After Han Zhan said that, he began to touch his mobile phone. Yan Jiang quickly grabbed Han Zhan's arm and explained, "Mr. Han, I didn't tease my sister just now, really."

Han Zhan: "No brains boasting other girls' names, obviously you are interesting to them." What's so good about Nan Yanyan's name, it's not as good as Song Ci.

Yan Jiang knew that he couldn't tell the drunk people clearly. Seeing Nan Yanyan here, Yan Jiang was worried that something unfavorable to Han Zhan would come out in the future. He quickly wiped his mouth with a napkin and said to his side: "Arang, you Let’s talk with Miss Nan. I’ll find someone to send Mr. Han back. He has to work tomorrow."

Ajan also understood Yan Jiang's intentions, and he also wanted to leave, but the meat had not been eaten yet, it was shameful to waste. "Okay, you can go."

Yan Jiang pulled Han Zhan up, and subconsciously took Han Zhan's wrist and walked out. Han Zhan knocked out Yan Jiang's hand and said with a cold face: "What do you pull me to do, pay attention to proportions, and don't make any fanciful moves."

Yan Jiang rolled his eyes and said angrily, "I am a man."

Han Zhan actually said: "I am rich and handsome. Not only women think about me, but men also think about me. You are a man, and I have to guard against it."

Yan Jiang was completely convinced, stopped holding his wrist, and took Han Zhan's arm instead.

Han Zhan said again: "Don't pull me, I haven't got my stuff!" After saying that, he threw down Yan Jiang, returned to the back of the chair, took away the down jacket and *** hat, and then left after Yan Jiang.

After getting in the car, Han Zhan directly sat down in the back seat, holding his baby hat in his arms. Yan Jiang glanced at him, then planned to drive him back by himself. He just opened the driver's door, before he could sit down, he heard Han Zhan say: "If you dare to drive after drinking, I will call the police."

"Fine, I am afraid of you!"

Yan Jiang reluctantly sat beside Han Zhan, opened the mobile app and started looking for a driver. After finding a proxy driver, waiting for the arrival of the proxy driver was also boring, so Yan Jiang wanted to tease Han Zhan.

He said to Han Zhan, "Who am I?"

Han Zhan looked at his face and didn't speak. He probably didn't recognize him like that.

Yan Jiang teased Han Zhan deliberately. He said, "I am Song Ci, your porcelain treasure."

Han Zhan: "Shameless!"

Yan Jiang's smile froze, "How do you know that I am not Song Ci?"

Han Zhan's contemptuous eyes swept across Yan Jiang's face and chest. He said, "With a flat chest, I am embarrassed to pretend to be her?"

Yan Jiang took a deep breath, turned his head and looked out the window, and decided not to speak to Han Zhan, his grandson. One more sentence can be **** off!

Han Zhan leaned on the car seat, and after a while, he fell asleep.

After the driver came, he saw that his service customer turned out to be Yan Jiang, and the man sitting with Yan Jiang turned out to be the CEO of Zeus International. He suddenly became a little nervous.

"That..." The driver sat in Yan Jiang's Ferrari and asked quietly, "Are you Yan Jiang?" He asked Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang smiled and nodded. He touched his fingers on the chain glasses, and said with some annoyance: "Hey, I have been out of the circle for so long, and I am still thinking about you all the time. It's too red. It's really annoying."

The little fan has been a fan of Yan Jiang for many years. Knowing that Yan Jiang is a narcissistic and self-directed person, he laughed instead, "Mr. Yan Jiang, you are so funny."

It's just as interesting as on variety shows.

Yan Jiang urged him: "Let's drive, we have to send this master home."

The little fan respected, "Good Mr. Yan Jiang."

The little fan drove towards Yulong Mountain. The road up the mountain was very wide, but it was a bit detour. Fortunately, there were fewer cars and fewer people, so it was so easy to drive.

When I arrived at the destination, I put down the window glass for a small price, and looked at the manor of Han Zhan's house up close, thinking that rich people are different, and the bigger house can be used as a hotel.

As soon as Yan Jiang's car drove into the monitoring area down the mountain, Mr. Cai woke up. He quickly got dressed, brought a few family members out, and stood at the door waiting for Han Zhan's return.

When Han Zhan got out of the car, butler Cai and others greeted him, "Mr. Han, have you drunk?" Madam had called him before, saying that it was the husband who drank and asked them to pick him up at night.

Han Zhan nodded, "Drank a little wine, but not drunk." With that said, Han Zhan walked towards the swimming pool in front of the manor gate.

Upon seeing this, the housekeeper Cai quickly took Han Zhan's arm, "Mr. Han, the road is here."

Han Zhan let out a dull hum, and then under the leadership of Steward Cai, he returned to the manor. Song Ci also woke up, wearing a warm shawl, standing in the lobby on the first floor of the living building, waiting for Han Zhan's return.

As soon as Han Zhan entered the house, Song Ci walked over and grasped Han Zhan's hand. "Han Zhan, how are you feeling dizzy?"

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci suspiciously, but asked, "Why are you wearing porcelain treasure clothes?"

Song Ci slapped the back of Han Zhan's hand, "I still wear Pinru clothes! Look carefully, I am Song Ci!"

Han Zhan made a very obscene gesture. He stretched out his hands and touched Song Ci's good figure, then approached Song Ci's neck and sniffed vigorously.

"You are a porcelain treasure." He smelled the scent of the shower gel that made him feel at ease.

Hearing this, Song Ci blushed and said to Steward Cai and the others: "You go to rest first."

Steward Cai and others left obediently.

Song Ci coaxed Han Zhan to go upstairs and returned to the room. Han Zhan did not take a bath or take off his clothes. He took off the warm hat on his head, knelt on the ground holding the hat, and said sadly: "The hat He was there, but Grandpa left..."

Hearing that, Song Ci felt a little sad, and was about to squat down to hug Han Zhan, but Han Zhan said: "They actually eat dogs, they are too cruel!"

Song Ci shook his head and gave up saving Han Zhan.

She turned and walked into the room, soaked the towel with cold water, then went back to the bedroom and smashed the towel on Han Zhan's face.

Han Zhan was irritated by the cold water, and he suddenly became sober. He wiped his face with the towel, looked up blankly, looked at Song Ci, and then at the hat on his leg, and asked uncomfortably, "Why am I kneeling?"

Song Ci: "You are kneeling for the departure of a dog."

Han Zhan didn't believe it.

Song Ci walked to the bed and lay down and threw his mobile phone to Han Zhan. Han Zhanyang grabbed the phone and heard Song Ci say, "Believe it or not, you can see the chat history between me and Yan Jiang."

Han Zhan unlocked Song Ci's cell phone, opened her previous chat history with Yan Jiang, flipped up and saw the video that Yan Jiang sent to Song Ci.

After watching the video, Han Zhan stood up from the ground silently, **** and pretending to be free and easy: "Who hasn't been drunk..."

After that, he walked into the toilet, turned on the cold water, and flushed himself all over, so that he calmed down.

Oh shit!

He was actually drunk!

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After sending Han Zhan safely, Yan Jiang went home. He also became a little drunk. He couldn't resist the sleepiness on the way home and fell asleep.

Yan Jiang opened his eyes again and found that he had arrived downstairs home, and the driver had already left. Song Fei was sitting next to him, wearing a thick cotton pajamas.

Yan Jiang suddenly became sober, "A Fei." He quickly sat up straight, rubbed his face, and couldn't help asking, "How long have I been there?"

Song Fei: "More than twenty minutes."

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Yan Jiang touched Song Fei's hand and found that Song Fei's hand was a bit cold. He whispered and blamed Song Fei for not taking care of himself. "It's so cold. Just wait for me at home. , I also ran a trip myself, how cold."

Song Fei could see the unbearable tiredness in Yan Jiang's eyes. She said, "Seeing that you are tired, I want you to sleep more." Yan Jiang has been working for five consecutive days, and Song Fei doesn't know what he is. When did he come back, I don't know when he left.

If it were not for the indentation of another person on the pillow beside him, Song Fei would have thought that Yan Jiang had never come back.

"The case has been solved. I will be on vacation tomorrow." Yan Jiang pulled Song Fei out of the car and hugged her waist, very clingy, "I can sleep with you for a day."

This sleep is a verb, not a noun.

Song Fei sneered, "You have to point your face. If you don't have the ability, don't open that Haikou. If you still sleep for one day, if you can hold on for an hour, I will count you."

Yan Jiang reminded her: "I ate mutton and also mutton soup with angelica ginger." As we all know, mutton and angelica **** mutton soup are both kidney and yang.

Song Fei was silent for a few seconds, and said sarcastically: "This is just past 30, we have to rely on eating sheep to nourish the kidneys. I am worried about our future happy life." She asked intimately: "I will give you a rest tomorrow while you rest. Make another bullwhip soup?"

Yan Jiang couldn't say Song Fei, so he simply blocked Song Fei's palm with his palm, "You are better when kissing." When she is busy kissing, her mouth has no chance to speak.

Yan Jiang pressed Song Fei's lips, bowed his head to kiss her, and felt that the glasses were in the way, so he said, "Help me get the glasses."

Song Fei raised his hand to take away Yan Jiang's glasses, and then was hugged by Yan Jiang and walked towards the door of the house. As soon as the door closed, Yan Jiang put down Song Fei and pressed her on the wall behind the door to do whatever he wanted...

*

After Yan Jiang took Han Zhan away, there were only Arang and Nan Yanyan at the barbecue table.

Nan Yanyan was feeling embarrassed and a little nervous. Suddenly, Arang raised her head and asked her politely: "Do you eat lamb ribs?"

Nan Yanyan was flattered, "Eat."

Ajan cut two ribs for her and put them on the plate in front of Nan Yanyan. "Thank you," he said.

Nan Yanyan felt baffled. "Why do you say that?"

"Nothing." Arang shook his head and said again: "Anyway, I have worked hard for you."

The Alcatraz game has passed the third round. During this period, Nan Yanyan has always cooperated with him tacitly. Now the two have reached the top 30, and after three more rounds, the result of this competition will come out.

Arang suddenly raised his hand and patted Nan Yanyan's head gently, and said, "Sister Yan, in the next three rounds of competition, please continue to maintain good results and don't lose the chain. I need the 250,000."

Nan Yanyan was cutting the ribs of sheep with a knife and fork. Hearing this, the knife in her right hand drew a line on the plate. Nan Yanyan looked at Arang in shock, and asked in disbelief, "Are you Brother Jean?"

Arang raised his eyebrows, "Wang Le introduced, my real name is Han Rang."

Nan Yanyan finally knew the name of the little handsome takeaway, but on such an embarrassing occasion.

Nan Yanyan's hands and feet trembled a little. She thought that she had talked with Brother Jean in the game about how handsome the takeaway boy is, how much she liked the takeaway boy, and even vowed in the game. Must soak in that takeaway boy.

Now, the takeaway boy is sitting next to her, her husband and partner in the game, this feeling is very subtle.

Nan Yanyan is not a thin-skinned person. When Ajan delivered food to the AK e-sports team for the first time, Nan Yanyan even molested him. But at this moment, that arrogant woman blushed to her neck.

Nan Yanyan knew that she must be blushing because she felt hot, as if she was baking wood. "Are you really making brother?"

Agen: "Yes, I am Brother Jean."

Hearing Ajan's definite reply, Nan Yanyan's eyes were darkened, and she was dizzy.

She used great self-control to not escape on the spot.

Nan Yanyan poured herself a glass of white wine, and drank that glass of white wine in one sip. His throat was hot, like being burned by fire. Nan Yanyan put down the wine glass and smacked his lips. Then he said, "I'm sorry, I said some lie before, don't worry about it."

"What words do you mean?" Arang wiped his hands, turned his head to look at Nan Yanyan, and asked her: "Is it the words you praised me for my good-looking? Or the words that threatened to soak me? Or you Bragging that you were offline early and that you wanted to go on a date with me?"

Nan Yanyan: "..."

Her face is getting hotter.

She had never been embarrassed like this in her life, wishing to find a place to sew in.

Arang looked at her blushing and shy with interest, thinking of her glamorous appearance of killing all quarters in the game, his mind moved slightly, and suddenly said, "Do you want to compete with me?"

Nan Yanyan raised her head and asked, "Compared to what?"

Agen: "You came here on a motorcycle."

Nan Yan nodded, "Yes."

"Then compare to motorcycle racing."

Nan Yanyan gave him a deep look and asked in a low voice, "What is the bargaining chip?"

A Rang curled his lips and smiled. With that smile, his eyes curled, his dimples were deep, and Nan Yanyan's small heart thumped and thumped wildly.

"I."

Nan Yanyan's pupils trembled slightly.

Agen: "You win, I will be your boyfriend. If you lose, you are not allowed to love me again." But Agen doesn't think he will lose.

Nan Yanyan: "Wait a minute, I'll record a note, I'm afraid you will regret it."

Ajan is a little bit surprised.

Nan Yanyan turned on the recording function and held the phone in front of Ajan, "You say it again, I will write it down."

Ajan held his forehead and had to say it again: "We are racing, if you win, I will be your boyfriend. If you lose, you are not allowed to love me again."

"Okay!" Nan Yanyan put away the phone, got up, and strode to the desk of the AK trainees.

"Manager!" The boys all looked up at their beauty manager. Seeing that the manager had picked up the helmet she had placed on the stool, they couldn't help asking: "Manager, what are you going to do? Just left?"

Nan Yanyan held the helmet, smiled evilly at them, and said, "I'm going to catch a boyfriend."

After speaking, she left the barbecue restaurant for half a minute.

Ajan finished the last lamb rib, then settled the bill, and then left the barbecue restaurant. He walked out of the barbecue shop and saw Nan Yanyan under a billboard.

Nanyanyan stood smoking there.

Arang walked over and asked her, "You smoke?" He saw Nan Yanyan smoking for the first time.

Nan Yanyan explained vaguely: "I used to be a professional e-sports player, often staying up late to train, and occasionally smoking a cigarette to refresh my mind."

"Sleepy?" Why else do you smoke?

Nan Yanyan shook his head, staring at Arang's eyes so hot and blazing. She said: "I smoke a cigarette to cheer myself up."

Agen couldn't help saying, "I have great driving skills, and you will definitely lose."

Nan Yanyan didn't speak, but looked at her like that.

Ajan took the lead and drove his car. He asked Nan Yanyan: "Where to compare?"

Nan Yanyan said: “There is a winding mountain road that is still under construction between Wangdong City and Wanyu County. It is not open to traffic. Let’s go there.”

"it is good."

Ajan's car disappeared like flying, he arrived at the newly built intersection and waited a while before he heard the sound of the car.

Ajan returned and saw Nan Yanyan chasing him up. Nan Yanyan parked the car next to him, and Ajan noticed a bundle of things tied to the back of Nan Yanyan's car, "What is tied to the back of your car?"

Nan Yanyan: "Fireworks."

Ajan raised his eyebrows, "What do you do with this?"

Nan Yanyan: "Wait a moment to celebrate that I'm taking it off."

Arang's expression was a little strange, he was evoked with a smile by Nan Yanyan's overconfident appearance. "You are so sure that you will win?" I don't know if she should be said to be overconfident, or whether a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Nan Yanyan: "I will win."

Ajan no longer talks nonsense with her, winning or losing, speaks with technology. He looked at his watch and said: "Wait another minute and we will start. The rules of the game are very simple. Whoever reaches the finish line first will win."

"it is good."

Ajan counted down. When the count reached one, the two cars flew far away like arrows that missed the target. Arang was a little surprised. He glanced at Nan Yanyan, who was no slower than himself, and then understood where this person's confidence came from.

Look at this, this girl is not a motorcycle amateur, but a professional racer.

interesting!

Agen speeded up. The car turned a corner in the first corner. The speed was too fast. When the car leaned over the ground, his knees were almost touching the ground. Nan Yanyan made exactly the same movements as him, and the movements were also very handsome and chic.

After running through four or five corners in a row, Nan Yanyan not only did not fall behind Agen, but slowly overtook him. Arang's heart shuddered, and there was a consciousness that he had jumped into the trap on his own initiative.

He regretted it, and he shouldn't have made such a promise lightly.

Nan Yanyan completely overtook Agen in the next corner, and left him far away!

Ajan tried desperately to catch up, but he never succeeded in catching up.

On the top of the mountain, Nan Yanyan's car stopped at the end of the road. She leaned on the motorcycle and took off her safety helmet. The wind on the mountain was very strong, Nan Yanyan’s hair was dancing wildly with the wind, and the motorcycle light was facing Arang’s face. Arang squinted his blue eyes to see Nan Yanyan’s eyes clearly.

Her black and white eyes were full of smiles, and the glory after victory.

Nan Yanyan suddenly raised his hand, pointed at Arang, and swore an overbearing oath: "Han Rang, you are mine."

Han suddenly stopped his heartbeat for a few seconds.

Nan Yanyan moved the fireworks down and placed them in the middle of the two motorcycles. She lit the fireworks with a lighter, then jumped two meters away, and shouted at him with a smile: "Han Rang, congratulations, and be my boyfriend! "

Snapped--

The fireworks are in full bloom.

Han let his heart tremble with him.

Damn, I missed this time...

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