Cold Husband, Don't Seduce Me

Jiang Jun's expression was indifferent, and did not answer the question.

However, Que Yan was already laughing out loud, "This Elder Qi, he really hasn't figured out your personality at all … He wanted to play the emotional card, but he didn't expect that his little trick had already been seen through by you. If he really came here today to beg for your mercy, you might even consider it. Oh, no, I'm afraid not. I forgot, you have been cold-blooded for a long time. "

When Que Yan mentioned the two words "cold-blooded", Jiang Jun gave his deep black eyes a deep look.

Que Yan went silent and took a sip of the red wine.

Jiang Jun put down his wine cup and started walking with his slender legs. "As for the other matter, continue to investigate it for me. Even if there are only a few clues, you must confirm it."

Que Yan nodded. "Don't worry."

Seeing that Jiang Jun pressed the internal call and told the secretary that he wouldn't be at the company tomorrow morning, Que Yan walked from the French window to the sofa, leisurely leaned on it and asked evilly: "You've been in N city for more than a month, the company has a lot of matters to settle, yet you're not here tomorrow morning?"

Jiang Jun stood behind the desk and glanced at Que Yan, "What do you want to say?"

Que Yan laughed, "Could it be that you know how much stamina you have expended tonight, so …"

Jiang Jun leaned down, his hands casually supporting himself on the edge of the desk, the alloy watch in his hands flickered with a bright light, his long and black eyes narrowed, "Is that all you think?"

"Could it be even more shocking?" Que Yan exerted the imagination that he was extremely adept in, and suddenly, he self-consciously revealed a hint of understanding. You've been restraining yourself for more than a month, how could you possibly have enough for one night? You do need another morning! "

In that moment, Jiang Jun retracted the hands that he had placed on the table, his handsome face returned to indifference, his thin lips became relaxed and relaxed: "If you had put your mind into proper matters and not these insignificant matters, you would have completed the task I had you do a long time ago."

Que Yan pursed his lips and muttered, "I already worked so hard for you, why can't I let others gossip for a bit longer?"

Jiang Jun was naturally unable to hear Que Yan's mosquito-like complaints, with his long legs walking out from the desk, he walked straight towards the office's door.

Seeing Jiang Jun had left, Que Yan quickly said, "Don't forget to introduce Huo Yutong to me!"

Inside the Jiang's Mansion, Gu Qingyou, who had just finished her bath, wore a long, white cotton pajamas and sat quietly on the sofa. She lowered her head to look at her lower abdomen and gently stroked it with her hand.

Even now, she still felt it was magical. She didn't feel it at all, but a small life had already been born in her stomach.

Although her body was always uncomfortable with chest tightness and nausea. However, she had always felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. She felt that this discomfort was simply insignificant.

All the babies are cute...

Was her child the same?

Was he a boy or a girl?

Who does he look like?

If it was someone like Jiang Jun, then wouldn't the baby's appearance be much better?

The anticipation for this child constantly rose up in her mind, so much that Gu Qingyou did not hear the servant at the door call out for "Boss Jiang" when Jiang Jun returned.

Until Jiang Jun walked into the room. Gu Qingyou regained her senses, but her hand was still on her lower abdomen.

It was an unspeakable embarrassment.

Fortunately, Jiang Jun's gaze only lightly swept across her body, as if not paying much attention to the hand that was on her lower abdomen.

Jiang Jun took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and walked towards the sofa wearing a white shirt. His whole body was filled with elegance.

He sat down beside Gu Qingyou, with his long and slender legs crossed. When he picked up the documents on the white oak tea table, Jiang Jun asked in his usual gentle tone, "When I was going upstairs, mom told me that you want to sleep apart from me?"

Gu Qingyou had long since removed his hand from his lower abdomen. "Unexpectedly, she is in an awkward position again." This... I don't sleep well, you know. "

She blushed slightly, thinking of the hidden meaning behind that sentence.

However, it was true that her sleeping posture was not good either. She remembered one night when she woke up in the middle of the night and found her feet on his waist. She quickly pulled her feet back and turned around. But he was such a light sleeper that he must have discovered her poor sleeping posture. She found it strange that he had not mentioned her poor sleeping posture, nor had he removed her hands or feet at night.

"Yes, let them find a room tomorrow. If you need anything, just tell Mom." Jiang Jun replied, but because he was focused on reading the documents in his hands, his answer seemed to be absent-minded.

Hearing Jiang Jun's reply, Gu Qingyou heaved a sigh of relief. In order to not disturb his work, she stood up.

Jiang Jun adjusted his posture, and leaned his body back against the sofa. His long fingers were clearly defined as they rested on his temples, and his gaze was always focused on the documents.

Gu Qingyou was originally prepared to go to sleep, but out of the corner of her eyes, she inadvertently saw a trace of fatigue congealing between Jiang Jun's brows. She hesitated for a moment at the bottom of her heart, but in the end, she turned around and kindly reminded, "Work is very important, but your body is more important … If you can read the document tomorrow, then rest early! "

"Alright."

Jiang Jun replied her, but his gaze was still looking at the document.

Gu Qingyou did not say anything else as she walked towards the bed.

Closing the bedside lamp, Gu Qingyou kept trying to make herself fall asleep, but she kept rolling until she finally opened her eyes.

For some reason, she couldn't sleep.

As long as she closed her eyes, only the scenes of when she had known Jiang Jun for the past few days would flash past in her mind. Even the scene of him putting on a ring for her in the morning, repeated over and over again in her mind …

"Did I still affect your sleep?"

Jiang Jun's voice suddenly reached Gu Qingyou's ears.

She looked at Jiang Jun in surprise and realised that he had already noticed that she was not well rested. At some point he had moved from the sofa to the wicker chair in front of the french window, and now he put the papers away and his deep gaze fell on her on the bed.

Gu Qingyou sat up from the bed, avoiding his attentive gaze. She lightly leaned on the headboard, and shook her head, "You didn't affect me, it's my own fault … I sometimes lose sleep. "

She wouldn't tell him that she couldn't sleep because she missed him.

Even though Gu Qingyou replied in this way, Jiang Jun still kept the documents and got up from the rattan chair.

Gu Qingyou still did not dare to look at Jiang Jun. She only used the cool and pleasant smell of Jiang Jun's body that was getting closer and closer to her to judge that Jiang Jun was walking towards her.

"Are you not feeling well?"

Jiang Jun sat on the side of the bed and asked softly.

When she was face to face with him, Gu Qingyou could no longer politely avoid Jiang Jun's gaze. Finally, she slowly lifted her eyes. I'm not uncomfortable. I'm just thinking about how to solve my mother's problem. "

She was afraid that Jiang Jun's deep eyes, which seemed to be able to see through her heart, would detect her thoughts, so she could only confess to him first.