After the engagement party, the wedding room was as big as a hotel.
Jiang Yan took off his makeup and lay down on the sofa, feeling as comfortable as at home.
"Doctor Lin, don't worry, I'm not clingy, I don't stay in different rooms, I don't check on people, and I don't care if there are people outside."
Lin Zhiyan had just come back after taking off his white coat, his eyebrows were cold:
"Mr. Jiang is quite free and easy."
"Both each other," Jiang Yan raised his eyes with a smile, and his venomous tongue came online, "We can't occupy Dr. Lin's face and delay your life-saving treatment."
The man's eyebrows are slightly pressed:
"Mr. Jiang is so sharp-tongued, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get married?"
"Aren't we already married to you?" She held her chin up and looked at him, "Dr. Lin, you must be stubborn. Don't really be tempted by me. I am not responsible."
Lin Zhiyan calmly looked away:
"Thinking too much."
Just after that day.
She comes home late from socializing, and there is always warm hangover soup on the table.
When her opponent made things difficult for her, he appeared directly in the banquet hall wearing a white coat and said "My wife is unwell", which silenced everyone.
Jiang Yan touched his cold hand and smiled slyly:
"Dr. Lin, you look like you are doting on me."
The tips of Lin Zhiyan's ears were reddish and he said firmly:
"Routine care."
"Oh?" She leaned closer, "So caring about the bed is considered routine?"
He finally couldn't hold himself any longer and pulled the person into his arms:
"Jiang Yan, don't make trouble."
There was no trace of rejection in his voice.
