The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

"what are you doing?"

Tang Su looked up and stared at him. The man's big hands were like iron tongs, which made her waist hurt.

"I'm going out today, you just kiss, there is not enough time!" Yan Jingyang's voice was low and sweet.

He lowered his head, his dark eyes looked at her, and the woman's delicate brows were slightly frowned. Maybe he realized that he hurt her, so he let go of his big hands a little bit.

Obviously he didn't use much force, why is she so squeamish, she can't bear any strength? Could he be able to fold her waist with one hand?

The big hand on her waist was hot, and the palm of her hand seemed to be flaming, directly through a thin layer of fabric, and fell on her waist. Tang Su moved his waist and said uncomfortably, "You let go first."

"Kiss, then let go!" The waist under his palm was very slender, as if he could hold it with two hands, and it was soft, completely different from a man's strong and strong.

Tang Su's dark, smooth and bright eyes glared at him fiercely, then on tiptoe, kissed his thin lips hard, "All right?"

Yan Jingyang's eyes darkened, and the blue veins on his hands became prominent, "Not enough!"

Tang Su kissed again!

"not enough!"

Tang Su: "..."

She kissed again, and before Yan Jingyang wanted to speak again, she quickly interrupted, "Three times, nine hours!"

Yan Jingyang raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips were tightened, trying to ignore the scent and soft touch remaining on his lips, and said nothing.

"You can let go."

Tang Su looked down at the two arms around her waist. They were sturdy and powerful, and the muscles on them were looming. The contrast between her arm and the man was a small bamboo pole, pitifully thin, no wonder the other party's strength was so strong.

Yan Jingyang released his hand, turned and walked towards the sofa.

"Hurry up and let Qin Hao bring you clothes." When she didn't want to come back, she saw a naked man dangling in the house!

"Ok."

Yan Jingyang responded, he really needed Qin Hao to bring him clothes.

......

When Qin Hao saw Yan Jingyang again, his expression could not be described as stunned. He finally recovered and quickly handed the bag with the clothes to Yan Jingyang, "Mr. Yan, your clothes." He did not think of his own Yan. The overall body can be changed back again.

"Well, how is the company?" Yan Jingyang stood up.

"The project that Mr. Yan you set before is still going on smoothly. It's Mr. Yan's side..."

Qin Hao didn't finish what he said, but Yan Jingyang already understood what he meant, "I know. Stop the Tang family's plan for the time being." He is a person who believes in his words. Since he agreed to Tang Su's woman, of course Will comply.

"Pause?" Qin Hao was slightly taken aback.

Before, he ordered to continue to suppress the Tang family. Now, why has Mr. Yan suddenly changed his mind? Could it be... because of Miss Tang? But think about it, now Mr. Yan is at Miss Tang's house and is covered by food and accommodation. If he still insists on suppressing the Tang family, it would seem too cruel.

"Well, pause."

Yan Jingyang took the clothes. What he didn't say was that if the Tang family did not continue to suppress Tang in the future, what would happen to the Tang family depended on the performance of the woman Tang Su.

On the rear seat of the car, the man wears a straight black suit. His broad and tight chest muscles hold the suit upright, and there is a white shirt inside. The buttons are all **** to set off a handsome face. Rigorous and abstinence. The black suit trousers that are properly cut perfectly wrap a pair of powerful long legs.

Yan Jingyang flipped through the documents during this period, and they all signed Yan Weiguo's name.

"Back to Yan's house!"

"Yes!"

The Yan family in Yan Jingyang's mouth refers to the Yan family's old house.

As we all know, after the death of Old Man Yan, the old house was inherited by Yan Jingyang. Even the shares of the group skipped his son Yan Weiguo, and all were inherited by Yan Jingyang.

The black car galloped on the road, so aggressive.

After Yan Jingyang was dead, Yan Weiguo took his wife Dong Lianyun into the Yan family's old house. If it weren't for Yan Jingyang's huge amount of property, which is still being estimated, I am afraid that Yan Weiguo has already obtained it.

The old house of Yan has a history of more than half a century. It covers a large area. From the outer wall, it is luxurious and simple, elegant and generous. The inside is more rigorous in layout and exquisite design. This old house with ancient flavor is already the Yan family Symbol of the foundation.

"Sister Yun, are you always confused? I asked you to pour a glass of water for me to drink. Do you give me the freshly boiled water to burn me to death?" Dong Lianyun raised his legs, raised his head, domineeringly Looking at the middle-aged woman bending slightly in front of her.

"I'll go and pour you a cup again." Yun's wife said, and her trousers were still hot, and her feet were broken cups.

"No, I don't need to be angry again." Dong Lianyun snorted heavily. During this period of time, the old servants in the mansion, although they all show respect to her, in fact, everyone Keep her in the eye. However, she is not in a hurry, it is only a matter of time to fire them.

"All the orchids in the garden have been plucked, so that people can plant red roses." Those orchids hindered her for a long time.

"That was the wife's favorite during her lifetime, and the young master often let people take care of it carefully and can't pull it." Yun's wife hurriedly persuaded.

"Now I am the hostess of this house, have you still not recognized the situation? Don't want to stay here, just get out of here." Now, she doesn't need to give face to this group of people. Elder Yan has passed away a long time ago, and even Yan Jingyang is also dead. Everything in the Yan family will belong to her son in the future, and she no longer needs to care about anyone.

"Now, go and pull out those flowers and plants right away!" Dong Lianyun looked at his delicate hands, feeling very good, "Don't you go?"

The servants present are all old people from the Yan family, and Sister Yun has been working here for more than 20 years, and even Yan Weiguo has given her a bit of face. Today, when he is absent, Dong Lianyun directly disarmed these people, the purpose is to tell them that in the future, she will be the hostess of the Yan family.

All the servants present bowed their heads, daring not to speak.

Dong Lianyun glanced at them, and the corners of her mouth raised. She knew that Sister Yun had the longest qualifications among the group of people. They all looked at her, "Sister Yun, it’s up to you to clean up. Before dinner today, you will spend all Unplug it all."

She will slowly clean up these obtrusive things and people.

Wife Yun opened her mouth, and finally she could only reply in a low voice. The old shriveled shoulders collapsed a little, and there was bitterness in her eyes.

At the door, the security recognized the black car and Qin Hao driving the car at a glance, and he quickly let it go.

"President Yan, Mr. Yan...has moved in." Qin Hao reminded.

Yan Jingyang closed the document, he looked out the window without a grunt, his eyes sank in the dark eyes.

The car was parked in the garage and Qin Hao opened the door.

Chengliang's leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the man's tall and straight body was walking into the house.

"Young...Master?"

At this time, Yun's wife, holding a small shovel, saw the tall figure that suddenly appeared. She rubbed her eyes in panic and opened them again, but found that she was not dazzled, and the figure in front of her was still there, "Master, is it really you? ?"

"Sister Yun, it's me." Yan Jingyang walked over, her thin lips curled up, and her hard facial features softened a bit, "I'm not dead."

"It's great, Master, you're fine, you're fine..." Auntie Yun cried with joy, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Thank God, Master, you are back safely. We all thought, Thought you..."

"I know."

He has watched the news and his father has organized a funeral for him, huh! He didn't even have his bones, so he held his clothes and held the funeral.

"Young Master, Madam’s room is passive." On the first day Dong Lianyun moved into Yan’s house, he asked people to throw Yan Jingyang’s mother Su Lan’s belongings, except for the precious jewelry and jewels, into the locker room. Woke up.

The dark eyes were instantly covered with a layer of frost, and Ying Ting's eyebrows were also cold, and Yan Jingyang said, "Well, I will deal with it."

In the master's room on the second floor, the door was suddenly opened from outside.

Dong Lianyun, who had been closing her eyes to make up for her beauty sleep, was so frightened that she sat up from the big bed. She looked at the two servants who came in suddenly, and instantly became angry, "Who let you in, wouldn't you knock on the door in advance?"

She scolded angrily: "This is the Yan family's rules?"

"I let them in."

At this time, the man's low voice sounded at the door, with a chill, directly causing Dong Lianyun to change his face with surprise.

"Ah! Ghost!" Dong Lianyun looked at the tall figure appearing in the room in horror. She was so scared that she hurried back to the bedside and screamed: "There is a ghost, Yan Jingyang, don't come over."

Yan Jingyang's eyebrows frowned, full of boredom, "Drag people out, and also lose things that don't belong to this room."

"Yes, master."

The two servants were secretly pleased, and they were rude to Dong Lianyun. During this period of time, she was doing her best in Yan's house, and they had had enough.

"What do you want to do? Are you crazy?" Dong Lianyun was rudely dragged down from the bed with the quilt. She began to struggle, "Stop, let me go, and when Wei Guo comes back, you will all be fired. ."

"The people on my site, Yan Weiguo is not qualified to move." Yan Jingyang looked down at Dong Lianyun, who was struggling frantically on the ground, "If you go crazy again, I will send you to a mental hospital directly!"

"Yan...Yan Jingyang, aren't you dead? How come back?"

Dong Lianyun's head was regained, and she looked at Yan Jingyang with fear and hatred. Her eyes were full of incredible colors, but her mouth stopped shouting. Because she believed that Yan Jingyang really wanted to send her to a mental hospital.

Yan Jingyang looked at her with cold eyes, as if only looking at a mass of mud, "Drag it out!"

At noon, the sun was already high, and the dazzling light penetrated the glass into the room.

On the big bed, under the thin quilt, the two bodies were close to each other, motionless, obviously still asleep.

The woman's white arms were exposed outside the quilt, with a crimson hickey on it. The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the woman's eyes opened.

There was a pain in her head. Song Xinyan moved her body, but found her whole body sore. She remembered that she was ill and had a high fever. After returning from the hospital, she took medicine and fell asleep.

At this moment, she propped up and wanted to sit up, but was shocked to find a person lying beside her.

And the man was reaching out, holding her in his arms, and kissing her on the forehead, with a lazy and mellow voice, "Hey, sleep with me for a while."

Song Xinyan's whole body stiffened instantly, and the blood was flowing backwards all over her body. She was horrified to find that the man sleeping next to her was her ex-husband Li Yang, and it was the young Li Yang!

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