Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 137: 120 Jiang Family Lord Wansui, Another Cunning Move (3 more chapters)_2 Chapter 137: 120 Jiang Family Lord Wansui, Another Cunning Move (3 more chapters)_2 “It’s not called Jiang Hundred Years, its name was given by Zeyan, it’s called Wansui, and it has a terrible temper. No matter how you tease it, it won’t respond, so it’s called Lord Wansui.”

His voice was very light, accompanied by the purifying sound of the water flow in the aquarium, dense and delicate, as if it were pouring into one’s heart.

“Lord Wansui?” At this moment, Tang Wan had no interest in any turtle, and she spoke in a mechanical tone, “That name, it’s very much Qi Zeyan’s style.”

Qi Zeyan at this time was working overtime in the company, sneezing like crazy!

As Tang Wan spoke, her little mouth opened and closed…

Jiang Jinsang rubbed his fingers restlessly, feeling a bit of dryness in his throat.

Her nose brushed against his face, which actually felt a bit cool, but at this moment…

It was like a hot wind day; just a spark could ignite a blaze, and with that, a whole wilderness could become a wildfire.

The aquarium was dim, its glass surface not only showing the contents inside but also seemed to reflect their images. Tang Wan looked closely, from this angle…

Jiang Jinsang tilted his head, their temples rubbing against each other.

It was as if he had kissed her.

“Do you like it?” he asked, a sense of melancholy in his voice.

“It seems fun, I’ve never kept a turtle before, I’m a bit curious.” Tang Wan stood up straight, immediately creating distance between them, pretending casually to wipe under her nose.

warm, as if it had

inexplicably felt like she might be having a

can come and

said with a smile. “Then I’ll

need anything, just

head, and walked to her room with a feeling

at the turtle inside the tank and suddenly

not daring

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clattered up the stairs in

door to poke at Lord Wansui; he was nearly ready to scoop it out of the tank and whip it to make it

the afternoon, Fan Mingyu messaged her, saying she was going to the supermarket and asking if she needed

items from home, planning to buy them after her arrival, so she said she would

coming downstairs, she frowned slightly, “Beijing is too cold. You’re wearing so little, you’ll definitely be cold going out. Wait, I’ll find you a

waiting for Tang Wan to refuse, she found a bright red scarf from somewhere and tied it around her, “Don’t you also lack a mask? The cold wind here cuts like

“I do.”

later.” Fan Mingyu had no daughters, and those two sons of hers were certainly not the

but once he started elementary school, he would rather go to tutoring classes than accompany

was ready to

knowing where the speed limit has surveillance. I’m afraid I’ll have to deal with several tickets if

Wan, smiling, comfortably took the

and carried an artist’s flair. Tang Wan had originally thought she would be somewhat snobbish, but she turned out to

However…

skills