Take the cubs down the mountain, the rich mother-in-law is my number one fan

Chapter 217 Contact with the Dead
Chu Yan subconsciously raised his arms to hug Jian Anran's waist, and his heartbeat accelerated two points uncontrollably.

The man pursed his lips, trying to ignore his rapid heartbeat.

Jian Anran's whole body was almost attached to his body, the unique scent of camellias on a woman's body lingered at the tip of her nose, plucking at his restless heartstrings.

Chu Yan's throat tightened, and he was about to speak to remind him.

In the end, Jian Anran just tiptoed and sniffed in his ear.

The breath sprayed on the ear, itching, like a naughty kitten sweeping around the ear with its small tail.

Not only the ears are itchy, but the heart is also itchy.

Chu Yan's whole body was tense, and his hands were weakly supporting Jian Anran, not knowing where to put them.

Obviously, Jian Anran was still wandering a second ago.

Why did it stick directly to your body in the next second?
The man can even feel his heart beating like a drum, and the sound of "Boom, boom, boom" hits his eardrums directly!

"No, after Chu Huaian came to the office today, I smelled a very unpleasant smell, which was disgusting."

Chu Yan tensed subconsciously.

Jian Anran tilted her head, looked at the background of the two and blinked. The relationship between them... When did it become so good?
"This brat, doesn't he usually hate Chu Yan the most?"

Chu Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "No, they are all insignificant things."

Jian Anran keenly noticed Chu Yan's hesitation.

"Here...not right, have you read the handwriting on the book carefully?"

Really curious!

After all, the breath of the dead appeared on the body of the living, this is not a joke.

The man frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable just thinking about the smell.

He was almost suffocated.

Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but what followed was an imperceptible regret in his heart.

"Well, let Yi Chun open the window later to diffuse the smell."

Seeing that Jian Anran was so serious, Chu Yan also became serious, and patiently explained what happened in the company today.

Jian Anran pulled Chu Yan to sit down on the sofa, her delicate face was full of seriousness.

Jian Xingxing's impatient voice came from the study:
"The most important thing about drawing symbols is the direction of the handwriting. I have already emphasized it to you many times!"

"No, I clearly smell that you smell like a dead person."

"What... are you doing?"

After a while, Chu Yan finally found his voice.

I feel uncomfortable!
After dinner at night, Jian Anran and Jian Xingxing took a walk in the backyard.

Jian Anran muttered in a low voice, and lost the intention of taking a walk.

Jian Anran's eyes widened, and she came closer, sniffing with her cute and delicate nose.

Seeing Chu Yan's hesitant expression, Jian Anran couldn't help but laugh.

But Jian Anran couldn't control that much at the moment, when Chu Yan was sitting beside her, she felt something was wrong.

But she didn't expect Chu Yan to be able to smell it herself.

"and many more."

"Then tell me about what happened today."

Jian Anran's words directly pulled Chu Yan out of this ambiguous charm.

Jian Anran's serious expression doesn't look fake.

She looked at Chu Yan seriously, and said with a bit of seriousness in her voice: "Think about it again, is there anything else unusual in the company today?"

But Chu Yan himself didn't seem to notice this problem.

"Chu Yan, why do you smell like a dead person?"

Why didn't I think before that the breath on Jian Anran's body was so fragrant, making people so intoxicated.

So just now... She was smelling herself?

Jian Anran sniffed in Chu Yan's ear, and then slowly lowered her neck to the man's chest.

Just now, she pressed Chu Yanzai and smelled it carefully, and she was completely sure.

In the end, who knew that Chu Yan could smell it himself.

The company is full of living people, where did the dead come from?

God knows how much self-control he used to not directly hug Jian Anran into his arms.

According to Chu Yan's obsession with cleanliness, it is not easy to endure the smell on her body for her to check.

Chu Yan didn't know when he stood at the door. The man didn't call Jian Anran, but waved at Jian Xingxing: "Xingxing, come here."

It's a little more complicated.

Mentioning this matter, Chu Yan felt the disgusting smell lingering on the tip of his nose again, and his brows furrowed uncontrollably.

These two have been fighting against each other for a long time, so how can people not be curious when they are suddenly so harmonious?

Just when Chu Yan was about to lose his hold, she finally backed away a little.

unusual things...

But Chu Yan still noticed Jian Anran's words, he shook his head: "I work in the company today, and I have never come into contact with dead people."

The corners of Jian Anran's lips curled up uncontrollably, and her heart felt even sweeter.

Generally speaking, only those who are in their line of work are sensitive to these smells.

The father and son seemed to be hiding from Jian Anran.

She walked lightly, sneaked to the door of the study, and put her ear on the door.

Jian Xingxing blinked her eyes and nodded with a feeling: "Here we are."

Jane Anran nodded resolutely.

Jian Anran was stunned for a moment, she guessed that the strange smell in Chu Yan's mouth was the smell of a dead person.

Especially after thinking of that strange smell, I feel even more uncomfortable.

When talking about Chu Huaian, Chu Yan paused.

Jian Anran was thoughtful, and then she nodded vigorously: "Then I will go to the company with you tomorrow."

"it is good."

After all, the aura of death on Chu Yan's body was a little weak, and Jian Anran was also worried that she was a little bit of a soldier because of being too nervous.

"Okay, okay, you go take a shower first."

"Is that so..."

"what happened?"

"Strange smell?"

Co-authoring is because I think too much.

The little guy turned his head to Jian Anran and said, "Sister, let me go there, you can go for a walk first!"

Hearing these words, Chu Yan immediately stood up and went directly upstairs.

After saying this, Jian Xingxing walked directly towards Chu Yan.

this stinky boy...

If it were just another person, it would be impossible for Chu Yan to talk so patiently for so long.

"It just smells like death."

Because of the depression, the man's voice was tainted with a sexy hoarseness.

But I didn't expect Chu Yan to be learning how to draw symbols.

Chu Yan didn't know how to describe his mood for a while.

These words were obviously used by her when she taught Jian Xingxing before, but now she directly used them to teach his father.

Chu Yan nodded in response.

How can a man be unhappy if he is willing to give in action for himself?

And... does this mean that Chu Yan is slowly falling in love with her?

Slowly returning to her room, Jian Anran also started to practice.

Chu Yan has worked so hard, she can't slack off!

(End of this chapter)