Surrender At a Glance

Although Yi Yan was tired at night, her mood the next day was wonderful, because she would be able to go to see her idol's concert tomorrow night.

A few days ago, she bought the support sticks for Qiaozhou’s concert on the Internet, the support lights and the support suits, and they were delivered to her place of work in time this afternoon.

She took them home happily and found a rectangular courier in the living room.

The nanny aunt happened to come out of the kitchen with the soup. Yi Yan motioned to the package and said to her: "Aunt Yuan, is that your express delivery?"

Aunt Yuan said: "It's not mine. Someone delivered it half an hour ago and said it was Mr. Jiang's package."

"Oh." Yi Yan nodded clearly. Although she hadn't seen Jiang Xiche have a package sent to her home, she was not interested in unpacking it, which would violate other people's privacy.

But she wanted to take her own things upstairs, so she stopped by and took Jiang Xiche's. The package was very light. She walked and read the shipping information on it.

After seeing the sender, she couldn't help but pause. Xu Fei sent it to Jiang Xiche.

Yi Yan was suddenly very curious about this express, and wanted to know what was inside.

But she still restrained her impulse.

When Jiang Xiche came back later, Yi Yan was chatting with fans live in the study. Jiang Xiche opened the door and glanced at her, and heard that she was introducing her clothing brand, saying that there will be men's clothing in the future, let the male fans take care of it. .

This is also a good way to expand brand awareness and increase sales.

Jiang Xiche didn't go in to disturb her, closed the door silently and left.

After the live broadcast, Yi Yan returned to the room briskly holding the courier footsteps.

After bathing, Jiang Xiche was tidying up the messy dressing table for her. There was a towel on the back of her neck. The rubbed black hair was a little messy, making him somewhat casual and charming.

Yi Yan put the things on the table, half boasting and half hurting him: "Good wife, there is a package sent by Miss Xu Fei to you."

"Let's put it." Jiang Xiche didn't even look at it, and put her makeup brush into the bag according to the size.

"Don't you look at something?"

"Too lazy to dismantle."

Yi Yan was speechless, she was so diligent in cleaning her dressing table, it was too much trouble to unpack a package. She wanted to know what Xu Fei sent him, pretending to be kind: "Then I will help you tear it apart?"

"You can tear it apart if you want."

After getting permission, Yi Yan started to get started without saying a word. She violently tore open the bag without using scissors.

Inside is a rectangular dark gift box, which looks exquisite and tall. Yi Yan wanted to open it, but stopped her hand in time and called Jiang Xiche: "Jiang Xiche, take it apart, come and take a look."

Jiang Xiche screwed on the lid of her makeup remover, walked over slowly, and opened the gift box in front of her.

Lying in the gift box was a black leather belt, top-quality, deep and noble, which was in line with Jiang Xiche's temperament.

Send a belt? What do you mean?

"Why did she give you a belt?" Yi Yan looked at Jiang Xiche's eyes immediately and became suspicious.

Jiang Xiche closed the lid without taking out the belt, and dropped it on the table casually, replied blankly: "It's just a birthday present."

"Birthday present?" Yi Yan's eyes suddenly became surprised, "Your birthday today?"

"yesterday."

"Huh?" Yi Yan opened her mouth and frowned, and there was a kind of blame in her words, "Then why don't you tell me?"

"No need, it's not a special day."

"Birthday is of course a special day! If you tell me, I will have dinner with you last night..." Yi Yan said in a helpless tone, but suddenly remembered something and became suspicious, "You asked me yesterday. Did you eat out because of your birthday?"

"No." Jiang Xiche denied quietly, "I just thought of not being by your side for so many days and making up for you."

"Okay." Yi Yan admitted that he was passionate, and changed the subject a bit, "Then you are 26 or 27?"

"26."

"Wow, then you are quite young. Do you have any gifts you want? I'll give it to you."

Jiang Xiche stared at her for a while, and slowly said, "Didn't you say last time that you would sing to me on my birthday."

Yi Yan thought about it for a while, and found that it seemed that there was something like this, so she did what she said, patted the corner of her mouth, and sang.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

Jiang Xiche: "..."

Okay.

"Happybirthdayto Jiangjiang~Happybirthdayto Jiangjiang~Happybirthdayto Jiangjiang..."

She was standing in front of him in her nightdress, her hair curled up casually, her clean cheeks were covered with light pink, her bright eyes were curved, her smile was lovely, and her heart shook.

Jiang Xiche couldn't help but smile slightly.

Seeing his flash of laughter, Yi Yan was stunned, raised his hand to squeeze his face left and right, "Is it wrong? You can laugh? I thought your face was painted with solid glue, it can't be big The amplitude affects it."

"..."

Jiang Xiche's expression recovered as before, and he reluctantly pulled off her hand, "Laughing at you stupid."

"You are stupid!"

Jiang Xiche ignored, his eyes fell on the box she carried in, "What is that?"

Yi Yan immediately opened the box excitedly, took out a light board and a glow stick from it, turned on the light to show off to him: "Tomorrow night is my idol concert, this is the support light I want to bring to the scene, how about Isn't it good-looking?"

Looking at the words on the light sign, Jiang Xiche's face couldn't help but sink.

Qiao Zhou, I like you the most.

like the most? most?

"It's naive, I don't appreciate it." He said indifferently, turned and left.

Yi Yan knew that a president of his could not appreciate this kind of things, and didn't care about him. Instead, he picked up the support suit and trot to him, compared the clothes to him, and said to him with a smile: "This is a support suit. You can always appreciate this, right?"

Jiang Xiche glanced at the support server. It was white, with a Q version of Qiao Zhou printed in the middle, and there was a badge he didn't recognize underneath.

"It's not good-looking." He replied ruthlessly. He really didn't think it was good-looking, so he pulled off the towel and opened the quilt to go to bed.

"I don't have any eyes." Yi Yan put down the clothes in disappointment, went to put it back in the box, and sighed mercifully, "Forget it, people like you who don't have idols won't understand."

After going to the bathroom to wash, Yi Yan also climbed onto the bed.

Thinking of watching the concert tomorrow night, she was so excited that she even went to look through the videos of previous concerts in Qiaozhou.

After finding someone she thought was better, she sat next to Jiang Xiche, held her mobile phone in front of the two, and warmly invited: "Jiang Xiche, let's watch brother's previous concert video together, maybe you We will be fans, and then we can go to the concert together."

Jiang Xiche stopped watching the tablet, and tilted his head to look at her, "Whose?"

"My idol, Joe Zhou."

"What are you calling him?"

"Brother." Yi Yan didn't think anything was wrong, and even gave him popular science, "You don't know, many of our star-chasing girls call their idol brother, so they seem to be cordial and respectful."

"Yi Yan." Jiang Xiche felt very uncomfortable, and lowered his voice, "You, a man with a husband, call another man brother, do you think it is appropriate?"

"Where is it inappropriate? It's not calling his husband."

Jiang Xiche was so speechless to say to her, he restrained his gaze, and simply ignored her.

Seeing that his face was a bit stinky, Yi Yan reacted for a while, let go of the phone, scratched his chin with his finger, and smirked, "Why, Jiang Jiang, if you are jealous, I call another man brother?"

She remembered that this man was very possessive, but she didn't expect to be so strong that she would even care about other people's titles.

Jiang Xiche turned his head to look at her again, arguing: "This is the minimum respect between husband and wife. I am calling other women ambiguously, do you think it is okay?"

ambiguous?

Yi Yan thought for a while, and explained amusedly: "My brother is not that brother. This is what fans call idols. It is different from what a girlfriend calls a boyfriend. It is ambiguous for a girlfriend to call her boyfriend this way. ."

"See it for yourself, I'm not interested in watching it." Jiang Xiche said lightly, not sure if he believed her, and continued to look at the tablet again.

He couldn't understand why Qiao Zhou could make Yi Yan like it for so many years? The thought that she liked other men for so long made him feel uncomfortable. Although she only idolized him, he would feel frustrated if that love was beyond his reach.

"Why are you so stingy?" Yi Yan thought he was still thinking that she didn't respect him, her eyes were speechless, "It's just a simple address, there is no disrespect for you, why are you so rigid."

She has a tendency to be angry, Jiang Xiche suddenly feels irritable, and now he is indeed naive and unreasonable. He does not want to conflict with her because of these trivial matters.

He raised one hand to embrace her shoulders, brought her over, and said calmly: "I'm not angry, you can shout."

Because of his actions, Yi Yan lost most of his anger and leaned on his shoulders and hummed, "It's pretty much the same, then would you watch the video with me?"

"It's not that I don't want to see it with you, but I'm really not interested."

"Okay." Yi Yan understood, instead of forcing him, instead he hugged his waist with one hand and moved his head, "Then I'll be optimistic about you."

"Okay." Jiang Xiche put the tablet close to her.

Yi Yan looked at his tablet, and after a few glances he showed an expression of indescribable expression, "Why is it all in English?"

"This is a report from the company in the US."

"Oh." Yi Yan looked at the dense English words hard and earnestly, and found that he didn't recognize two of the five words, and suddenly felt that he had passed the sixth level of the university exam for nothing.

She simply stopped watching. When she was about to leave Jiang Xiche's shoulders, there was a sudden flow of heat gushing out of her body, and her figure immediately felt bad.

Jiang Xiche made her cry last night, and she hasn't avenged her yet.

So she put her hand on his waist slowly into it, gently stroking his abdominal muscles, drawing circles with her nails.

Jiang Xiche couldn't help but stretched slightly, his eyes drooping. This was the first time she took the initiative to seduce him after having a physical relationship. He wanted to see what tricks she could use.

Seeing him indifferent, Yi Yan gritted his teeth secretly, turned his face to chew on his neck, moved his hand down, and touched it through the clothes.

Jiang Xiche could no longer read the work report, breathing heavier, and pressing his palm against the back of her head, his voice became so deep and soft, "Why do you want to be so active?"

Miss you second uncle! Yi Yan scolded him shamelessly in her heart and laughed at the same time, but she kept on moving without saying a word.

Finally, Jiang Xiche let go of the tablet, and easily brought her to his waist with one hand.

He gently pulled the hair of her temples behind his ears, and looked at her pink face with clear eyes, and his voice was a little lazy, "Then take the initiative, I'm a little tired recently."

Very beautiful!

Yi Yan smiled at him with a hint of success, "Sorry, I came to my aunt at noon today."

Jiang Xiche:?

He frowned dissatisfiedly. "Then what do you mean?"

"Vengeance." Yi Yan leaned over to pinch his face, raised her eyebrows proudly, "Let you bully me last night."

"I didn't compensate you?"

"What do you call compensation? Do you think it yourself? I said no, you still don't listen." Yi Yan "poofed" with an extremely contemptuous expression.

"Really?" Jiang Xiche stared at her unhappy or angry, but with dark eyes with a seemingly ridiculous ridicule, "but I think you are quite happy."

Yi Yan blushed stubbornly, and then gnashed his teeth and patted his cheek, threatening: "What are you proud of? Get your parts quickly, it's easy to break after holding back for a long time."

Jiang Xiche held her little hand, very calmly, and said meaningfully: "Who wakes it up, who coaxes it well."

"I told you that I can't do it now! I can't lie to you?" Yi Yan looked horrified. Isn't this guy planning to "fight in blood"?

Jiang Xiche's eyes curled up slightly, and he said with a smile, "Who told you that you must follow the rules?"

As he said, he rubbed her thin hands with his fingers, a clear hint.

Yi Yan understood in an instant, she was shocked, quickly withdrew her hand, and refused without even thinking: "You dream! I don't want it!"

Jiang Xiche stretched out his hand to press her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Yiyan, people must be responsible for their actions and obedient."

His words seemed to have the power of bewitching, Yi Yan was ashamed, his face was buried deep on his shoulders, and he muttered, "I won't..."

Jiang Xiche stroked her neck regularly with a soft voice, as if he was coaxing her, "I will teach you."

Yi Yan wanted to cry without tears, and regretted it in her heart. She didn't expect that her self-righteous behavior actually dug a big hole for herself.

She is still too stupid!

The author has something to say: Yi Yan: Jiang Xiche, I have nothing but a face. What do you like about me?

Jiang Xiche: I like your unreservedness, which saved me a lot of effort.