Nemesis teases me addicted

Chapter 18

Time unknowingly arrived at night, and the blue sky outside slowly turned into night. Because of the rain that had just rained, the stars could be clearly seen.

After eating, Xiao Yan lay on the bed, reached out and took out the ring box from the drawer.

He turned on the flashlight of his phone and carefully observed the two rings in the dark.

Facing the silvery ring, he recalled Jiang Yichen's hands wrapped around his waist.Those ten fingers are slender and fair, and you can see the skinny feeling when you flex your fingers, and they are full of strength when you hug yourself.

If Jiang Yichen wears this ring, it might really look good...

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan closed the box in a panic.There was a bang, and this inexplicable thought stopped.

Ahhhh—what the hell is this——

He put the ring box back into the distance, touched his cheek, it was very hot.

Can I change my blushing problem?

What kind of thing is Jiang Yichen? Why should he wear the ring that he bid for 500 million yuan? !If he likes it, he can buy it by himself, and buy the one that is more expensive than himself!

Before Xiao Yan finished cursing, the phone turned on.

[Jiang Yichen]: Good night, go to bed early.

This message has been sent exactly the same for two months, and it is usually received on time at eleven o'clock in the evening, and Xiao Yan usually closes it after reading it.But his wild thoughts just now made him think a lot about this sentence.

Just as he was being annoyed, Jiang Yichen's "good night" was like a ignited cotton thread, which rushed onto the firecracker and exploded.He recalled a passage he had seen somewhere.That passage means to say the word "good night", which is written in pinyin as wanan, which can serve as each initial letter of "I (w) love (a) you (n) love (a) you (n)".

I love you love you...

I love you ass! ! !

Xiao Yan clicked on the dialog box, typed in a few words and sent it out. Feeling puzzled, he added a few emoticons and sent it out.

[Xiao Yan]: Get out! ! !

[Xiao Yan]: [/Stay away from me][/Smile][/Goodbye]

Originally, Jiang Yichen was going to sleep after sending out the message and was going to work for a while, but when he heard the ding-dong sound of WeChat, he was surprised for a long time.He picked up his phone and found that there was a message from Xiao Yan on the lock screen.

Jiang Yichen's heart skipped a beat, he put down the work of studying for several nights, and couldn't wait to click in to have a look.

After two full months, Xiao Yan finally sent him a message.

Jiang Yichen went in feeling relaxed and happy, staring at Xiao Yan's message, his smile narrowed.He never expected that the first WeChat message the child sent him was to get out.

After a while, he felt that his Yanyan was so cute.

Although he didn't know what annoyed Xiao Yan, he had already imagined that the other party's hair was blown up, just like his WeChat avatar.

A shy lion cub who blushes when angry.

This is Xiao Yan, unreservedly showing his most innocent side to himself.He is obviously respectful in front of others, but he is like a little lion in front of himself.

No matter how you think about it, it's cute.

November fourth.

The British perfume that Xiao Yan ordered hadn't arrived yesterday, and only after calling the logistics service said it would be delivered in the morning, and if it arrived, it would be late at night.

Without saying a word, he squatted at the door of the logistics company at nine o'clock the next morning and picked up the package himself.

Jiang Yichen's party was held from ten o'clock in the morning until noon, only two hours, not for entertainment, but for purposeful discussions.In order to celebrate Mr. Jiang's birthday, each family came to Panjiang's family to discuss cooperation projects.

Therefore, all gifts are expensive and impractical.

The logistics company doesn't open until ten o'clock.After opening the door, Xiao Yan spent some money, went to the warehouse in person, and searched one by one.Facing the piles of goods, he did not give up.About an hour later, I found my courier.

After leaving the logistics company, Xiao Yan drove his own small broken car, saw that it was almost twelve o'clock, and planned to send a message to Jiang Yichen, saying that he might be late.

After looking through the pockets, there was no mobile phone.

Xiao Yan was a little flustered, he parked the car on the side of the road, and searched all over the car, but still couldn't find it.

He guessed: "Did I put it on the counter when I paid the logistics company?" Thinking carefully, it seems that I really forgot to put it on the cabinet.

It doesn't matter if you lose your mobile phone, he has money, he can buy whatever he wants, the newest model, even the most expensive one.

However, when he thought that the two months of chat records that Jiang Yichen had sent him were gone along with his phone, Xiao Yan became dejected, and even lost the strength to drive.

You know, if the WeChat chat history is not backed up, it cannot be retrieved.

What's even more unfortunate is that the gas meter also showed that it was out of gas. With this amount of gas, it could be driven to Jiang Yichen's house at most, and there was no way to return to the logistics company to find the mobile phone.

"Damn." Xiao Yan became more impetuous as he thought about it, and cursed in a low voice.

During the two-hour party, Jiang Yichen looked at those fake workplace smiles, and looked at these people who approached him for their own interests, feeling disgusted.

Facing the valuable gifts in his hands, he really has no interest.

Jiang Yichen suddenly thought of Xiao Yan, full of anxiety, why the other party hasn't come yet.Now he is ten times more urgent than when he waited for Xiao Yan in Huaizhong that day.

After a while, Jiang Yichen laughed at himself.

Forget it, don't come if you don't come.Huaizhong can be regarded as Xiao Yan's alma mater, and it's for the alma mater's face.And what does he have to do with Xiao Yan?

Two hours passed, and there were almost few guests. The servants were cleaning the yard, only to find that Master Shou Xingjiang was still standing in the yard, his eyes were looking into the distance, his brows were furrowed, and he looked unhappy.

The person he was waiting for didn't even come to an end.

The temperature in November was very low, Jiang Yichen disregarded other people's stop, and was paranoid to stay in the yard, even if he was shivering.

Half an hour later, a black car stopped in front of his house, and a man got out of the car, with cool short hair and azure blue winter casual clothes.

Jiang Yichen's expression slowed down, and he looked towards Xiao Yan with a smile on his face, even the blood circulation in his frozen fingers became warmer.

"I'm really sorry for missing your party. I lost my phone and didn't send you a message. I'm really sorry." Xiao Yan said shyly, holding the bag behind his hands.

Birthday is once a year, no matter how much he hates Jiang Yichen, he has to come on time, this is the minimum respect.

The moment Jiang Yichen saw Xiao Yan, his voice softened: "It's okay, it's fine if you come."

He heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out that Xiao Yan still remembered.

Xiao Yan awkwardly took out a small black paper bag from behind, and placed it on Jiang Yichen's chest with both hands, his cheeks were flushed.

"Get it, your birthday present." Xiao Yan seemed not to care about Jiang Yichen's appearance, and added, "I bought it on Xixi, it's really cheap, only 20 yuan, the price is quite suitable for you."

Fortunately, he knew the price of Pinxixi in advance, otherwise he really would not have thought of this sentence.

Jiang Yichen took it: "Thank you."

Originally, I wanted to open it in person, but when the British receive a gift, they always open it in front of the giver.But Xiao Yan's words, no matter whether it's good or not, as long as this person gives something, Jiang Yichen will treat it as a treasure.

This is the first gift Xiao Yan gave him.

"Do you want to go inside to warm up?" Jiang Yichen's palms were sweating, the bag in his hand was neither heavy nor heavy, and he was particularly curious about what it was.

Xiao Yan shook his head and refused, "I have to go to the logistics company to look for the lost mobile phone before it's completely dark."

"Logistics company?" Jiang Yichen raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry about it." Xiao Yan knew that he had slipped his tongue, and changed the subject in a daze, "That...you can lend me your DB11, my car is out of gas."

After Xiao Yan drove the DB11 away, Jiang Yichen returned to his room with the palm-sized gift in his arms, and couldn't wait to unpack it.I don't care about the other birthday gifts worth tens of millions piled up downstairs.

Opening the package is a bottle of perfume. It can be seen from the carton outside the perfume that it is a high-end custom model. The name engraved on the bottle is Mo Lian.

Jiang Yichen guessed that the price of this perfume is around [-].

Thinking of Xiao Yan's arrogant face and saying that the gift was only 20 yuan, he couldn't help laughing.

He unpacked the package, touched the black perfume bottle with his hand, picked it up like a real treasure, put it on his lips, and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose.

The perfume exudes bursts of fragrance, which is the tender fragrance of green grass and the breath of nature.It's also a bit like when he was taking pictures at a charity party, when he approached Xiao Yan, he smelled the other person's body.

"It smells so good." Jiang Yichen smiled.

At this moment, his eyes are full of ripples, as gentle as the spring breeze blowing willows, as elegant as western classical poetry and painting, as deep as day after day and night, warming his heart that has been frozen for a long time in the cold winter.

This is the best gift he has received in 25 years - from someone he likes.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow Wenming will be online, our title is "Rival Girlfriend", Jiang Yichen's "girlfriend" will be online, hahaha, the lovely Yanyan is going to be jealous.Hahahaha, it's still sweet.

I have finally written this chapter. The part about Chen Chen smelling the perfume was written when I conceived this article.Although I don’t use test paper to smell it, don’t care about the details~

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I hope that Bo Jun will smile, I hope that I will never leave, I hope that I will bookmark it, and I will bow and thank you!