Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 275 "Four Chapters"

Jiang Ye is always vindictive. He is not a good person. He is small-minded and stubborn. What he is best at is making progress.

After talking about chasing Su Yan that day, he happened to meet Yuan Song and Lian Qin. Su Yan did not deny his relationship with him, so Jiang Ye pretended to be Su Yan's boyfriend.

He wanted to skip the process of chasing her directly, but he felt it was inappropriate.

After thinking about it, I asked Xing An, the secretary beside me: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Xing An was flattered and pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose: "There used to be."

Jiang Ye looked at Xing An with hatred, "Then how did you and your girlfriend get together, is she chasing you or you chasing her?"

"She chased me."

Jiang Ye smiled, "I can't tell."

Xing An is tall, thin and looks gentle, so being chased is not a strange thing.

Jiang Ye touched his forehead with his fingertips and tapped lightly, looking distressed.

Xing An looked at him for a moment and then asked, "Boss Jiang, are you going to chase someone?"

Jiang Ye paused, "Can you see that?"

Xing An smiled modestly, "I often see you in a daze these days, which is a bit abnormal."

"A little bit." Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, and tapped his fingertips on the desk, "Let me ask you, if you usually chase women, what is the best way to chase them?"

Xing An was a little startled, his eyelids twitched, and he lowered his eyes. In his opinion, Jiang Ye is the kind of kid from a rich family who lingers among thousands of flowers. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be troubled by chasing women. Experience should be very rich.

Now that the boss has already asked questions, Xing An had no choice but to use his own poor experience to bite the bullet and answer: "Usually send flowers, gifts, take her to dinner, watch movies, etc."

Jiang Ye stared at the coffee on the desk thoughtfully, picked it up with his slender fingers, took a sip, frowned and said, "This coffee tastes wrong, who brewed it? Let someone bring you another cup .”

"Yes, Mr. Jiang." After Xing An finished speaking, he was about to leave
"Wait." Jiang Ye called him to stop, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let Su Yan come."

Xing An seemed to know some big secret, and went out in response. He walked out of the door of the president's office, paused for a few seconds, and then took another step. When he arrived at the secretary's room, he saw Su Yan who was buried in his work, and walked forward.

"Mr. Jiang asked you to bring a cup of coffee in."

Su Yan looked up, a little puzzled: "Didn't Feifei make a cup just now?"

Xing An didn't explain too much, and he couldn't say that Jiang Ye was not satisfied with the taste, after all, Su Yan made his usual coffee.

Xing An could only say against his conscience: "Boss Jiang is done drinking."

Su Yan stopped what she was doing and made a cup of coffee for Jiang Ye again.

When he entered, Jiang Ye was lowering his head to process documents, and his reaction to her arrival was very flat. Su Yan put the coffee in front of him, "If Mr. Jiang has no other orders, I will go out first."

"Ah."

Su Yan turned around and left.

"What kind of flowers do you like?"

Su Yan paused and frowned slightly, "What?"

Jiang Ye took a rare serious look, raised his face, and repeated in a deep voice, "What kind of flowers do you like?"

Su Yan shook her head, "There's nothing I particularly like."

Jiang Ye understood, and raised his hand to signal that she could leave.

When Su Yan turned to leave, her gaze swept over his desktop shallowly, and landed on the basically untouched cup of coffee next to the file. She paused for a moment, then quickly glanced over.

When Su Yan walked out of the office, Jiang Ye broadcast the inside line, called Xing An, and asked him to order flowers.

Xing An didn't think it was strange when he received the call, so he hung up the phone and glanced in Su Yan's direction.

No overtime work at night, Su Yan got off work early, Jiang Ye asked her to wait for him, when it was time to get off work, there were too many people, Su Yan refused to let him see her off.

Jiang Ye was very dissatisfied, "Am I so shameless?"

"I didn't mean that." Actually, there are some.

After all, Jiang Ye is the boss, and she is an employee. The rumor of an office romance is not very pleasant and arouses criticism.

"Then what do you mean, let's drop by, so what if I see you off, can't I drive my girlfriend home?"

Jiang Ye was very unhappy on the other end of the phone, with a cold voice.

Su Yan was a little helpless, "Then I'll wait for you in the parking lot, come down quickly."

When I walked to the parking lot, I met a few colleagues and greeted Su Yan with a smile.

"Did you drive here today too?"

Su Yan smiled and shook her head, "I'll wait for someone."

The woman looked at Su Yan teasingly, and smiled ambiguously: "Who are you waiting for?"

"a friend."

I wanted to say a few more words, but they were already urging her to get in the car quickly, so I had no choice but to end the conversation with Su Yan, "Then let's go first."

"okay, see you tomorrow."

Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the stone pillar, and stood there waiting.

Jiang Ye didn't see her when he came down, and called her name twice in the parking lot, thinking that she had run away, and was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, when he saw Su Yan slowly walking out from behind the stone pillar.

"What are you doing standing behind that?"

Su Yan didn't explain either, just walked to his car, opened the door and got in.

Jiang Ye followed closely and looked at her face while wearing the seat belt, "Are you angry?"

"No."

The weather showed some signs of warming up. It was not as cold as in the twelfth lunar month of winter. In addition, in the carriage, Jiang Ye took off his coat and opened his neckline slightly.

"Come here."

Su Yan didn't move, just looked up at him.

Jiang Ye hooked his fingers towards her, with a little smile in his voice: "Come here."

Seeing that she was still not moving, Jiang Ye had no choice but to go up by himself, and felt that the seat belt was a bit restrictive, so he untied it, reached out to the back seat, took out a bouquet of flowers, and placed it in front of Su Yan.

His brows and eyes were a little flattering, and he asked her softly, "Do you like it?"

Su Yan lowered her eyes, and in front of her eyes were the delicate and charming fiery red roses, the fragrance of which was refreshing.

Jiang Ye ordered Xing An to put this flower in the car when he got off work.

Because he made up his mind to take Su Yan home and planned to surprise her in the car.

But Su Yan's expression was too flat, which made Jiang Ye a little unhappy.

He raised his eyelids and looked at her, "You don't like roses?"

"like."

"Then why don't you smile."

Su Yan slowly hooked her lips and bent her eyes.

There was some moisture in that smile, which was a bit forced, but Jiang Ye ignored it and raised his hand to touch her face, "Good boy."

Hua was soon put back in the back seat by Jiang Ye.

He didn't retreat, just standing in front of Su Yan, holding the back of her head with his hand, pressing it in his direction, and his lips stuck to it.

Su Yan reacted and struggled lightly, Jiang Ye clasped his hands and pulled them on his chest, while his two small hands were grasped by his big palms, and his fingertips gently rubbed the back of her hands.

As if venting his dissatisfaction, Jiang Ye exerted some force, and Su Yan couldn't catch his breath, so he let out a sigh.

Jiang Ye became more fierce, pestering her, rolling her lips until he kissed Su Yan until his lips became rosy and his eyes sparkled before letting go of her.

"It's so sweet." He said hoarsely.

Letting go, she backed away, licked her lower lip, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Su Yan was out of breath, her eyes were crimson, and she raised her hand to wipe her lips.

Jiang Ye saw it in his eyes, his eyes were deep, and the deep desire was suppressed in his eyes, "You hate me?"

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, and turned the steering wheel with his hand, carelessly and a little frivolously, "Isn't it just a little bit of saliva."

Su Yan's face turned red instantly, and the blush ran from her neck to her ears.

Jiang Ye turned his head to look at her, and laughed out loud, "I'm so shy."

"you shut up."

Jiang Ye clicked his tongue lightly.

He wasn't teasing her, for fear of making her angry.

Jiang Ye likes to take the lead in this kind of matter. He likes to hug Su Yan into his arms, pitiful for Jian'er's little appearance, which makes him want to ravage her even more.

Su Yan covered her thumping chest, turned her head to look out of the window, and opened the car window halfway, allowing the cold wind to blow in and disturb her hair.

The whole person is much more sober.

***
Mother Su wandered around the balcony on the second floor for a while, when she heard the whistle, she looked around and saw a black car slowly parked at the gate.

Just when Su's father came over with tea, Su's mother took his arm, "Look there."

Su's father looked over, "Who is it?"

"I don't know, is it Yanyan?"

Father Su blew hot tea slowly, "Probably, at this point in time, it's time to get off work."

The couple stood on the second floor and looked not far away.

In the carriage, Jiang Ye held Su Yan and did not let her get out of the car, and pestered her cheekily, "Did you show anything?"

"What do you mean?" Su Yan raised her eyes calmly.

Jiang Ye frowned: "How can you be a girlfriend like you?"

"You and Cheng Xinghe are also so indifferent?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" the woman smiled.

Jiang Ye's face instantly became ugly.

He is really crazy to ask such a stupid question that makes himself angry.

To even mention her ex-boyfriend in front of Su Yan, low-level, too low-level.

Jiang Ye spat at himself, Su Yan was still smiling, as if he wanted him to give an answer.

He looked away, "I don't want to, you are not allowed to say it."

Obviously he was the one who started the question, but now it was a bit of a slap in the face, Su Yan moved the corners of her lips and smiled slightly.

However, in Jiang Ye's mind, images of Su Yan and Cheng Xinghe being together, holding hands, embracing shoulders, embracing waist, or images he had never seen before, such as kissing, or taking a step closer appeared in Jiang Ye's mind.

Jealousy drove Jiang Ye crazy, and he didn't dare to think about the following scenes. A devil was imprisoned in his heart and was about to rush out of the cage and swallow Jiang Ye fiercely. He stared at Su Yan, his eyes full of danger.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Su Yan ducked back vigilantly.

Jiang Ye suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Jiang Ye's eyes were dark, he locked the car door, let go, and moved the seat back, lowering the back of the seat.

"You let me go." Su Yan tightly clasped the handle of the car, "Did you hear that?"

Jiang Ye ignored her, and reached out again. While she was screaming and struggling, he actually picked up the person, turned around, and directly put Su Yan on his lap.

Su Yan put his hands on his chest, "Jiang Ye, don't mess around!"

"Don't worry." He won't mess around, at most he can take advantage of it.

How could Su Yan feel at ease, and tried to hide to the side, but was suppressed by Jiang Ye's strong arm, which lay across her waist and tightly circled her.

Su Yan pounced on him, Jiang Ye was not polite, directly and fiercely blocked her small mouth that screamed and babbled endlessly.

The whimper was swallowed by him.

The space is airtight, and the temperature in the cabin is high.

Jiang Ye's hand fell on her waist and rubbed it, and moved down to the corner of her clothes in a moment.

Su Yan dodged backward suddenly, and accidentally touched a place with her hand, only to hear a sharp whistle.

"Di-"

The world is quiet.

The next second, the familiar cell phone rang.

It belongs to Su Yan.

The ambiguous atmosphere broke instantly.

Su Yan's face was red, her hair was messy, and she took out her hand from the bag, noting that it was her mother.

"Who?" Jiang Ye also leaned over to look, Su Yan glared at him and signaled him to shut up.

After connecting the phone, Su's mother's voice came from inside: "Yanyan, are you off work?"

"It's time... Cough, mom, I'm off work and I'll be home soon." Su Yan cleared her hoarse voice, and held Jiang Ye's hand that was reaching for her waistline.

"Okay, mom made chicken soup for you, waiting for you to come back!"

"I know mom, I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He threw his fist at Jiang Ye with a serious expression, "Release quickly, my mother is urging me."

Jiang Ye didn't move, a little satisfied, "You haven't expressed yet."

"You still want to express?" Su Yan's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it.

Jiang Ye hooked his lips, "Huh?"

He is a typical example of being cheap and good-looking.

Su Yan couldn't bear it anymore, Jiang Ye hugged her tightly and urged: "Hurry up, or you won't even think about getting out of the car."

Su Yan bit her lip, went all out, and quickly brushed against Jiang Ye's cheek.

"Not sincere."

Su Yan: "..."

"Use a little force."

It's so light you can't even feel it.

Su Yan closed her eyes and stuck it on again, wishing she could bite off his face.

Satisfied, Jiang Ye accepted it as soon as he saw it, with tenderness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he touched her lips lightly, and kissed her lightly, "Go down."

Su Yan opened the car door and got out of the car, but was held back by Jiang Ye, who stuffed the bouquet of roses into her arms.

Su Yan slammed the car door hard.

With the tip of his tongue against his teeth, Jiang Ye smiled mischievously and drove away.

Su Yan hugged the flowers and threw them into the trash can when she passed by without even looking at them.

Mother Su pulled Father Su to stand back and said in a low voice, "Come here, don't be spotted by Yanyan."

The scene of Su Yan throwing the rose was caught by the eyes of the husband and wife, and they looked at each other, knowing it in their hearts.

When Su's mother went downstairs, Su Yan just opened the door and walked in. When she saw her, she softly called her mother.

"You rest first, I'll serve you soup."

Su Yan sat on the sofa, closed her eyes and fell asleep, and raised her hand after a while to rub the corners of her lips.

Mother Su came out with chicken soup and put it on the tea table.

The chicken soup is rich in aroma, bright in color, and exudes wisps of heat, with red dates, wolfberries and sporadic green onions floating on it.

"Quick, try it."

"Thank you mom." Su Yan held the bowl, stirred it with a spoon, took a sip, and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

"Delicious!"

Mother Su smiled, "It's good if you like it, drink more to replenish your body, and see how thin you are."

Mother Su looked at Su Yan as she spoke, seeing that her face was flushed and her clothes were a little disheveled, she thought of what she had just seen.

His brows furrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)