The scene in front of Jiang Nian was just as she had imagined, handsome and handsome!

wrong!

It should be said that it was even more perfect than she had imagined!

Whether in the previous life or this life, Jiang Nian had only seen Qin Sanye wearing a military uniform or a camouflage training suit.

In the seventies, military uniforms were also training uniforms. Qin Sanye had a good figure and could wear ordinary clothes to make him look like a Nordic male model.

As for the previous life, Jiang Nian and Qin Sanye had no private contact, so he had never seen Qin Sanye's private appearance.

Today in the market, Jiang Nian saw Gu Jingmo wearing that black suit.

At that time, she was thinking, I wonder what Qin Sanye would look like if he wore such a suit.

Jiang Nian would not treat her own people badly.

God has given Qin Sanye to her as her husband, so can't she take a few more glances at him?

So in the department store that afternoon, Jiang Nian carefully selected a gift for Qin Sanye, which was this black suit.

Broad shoulders, solid back, narrow waist and abdomen, a perfect inverted triangle figure.

His slender legs, upright figure, and perfect proportions make people want to kneel down under his suit pants.

Qin Sanye is a perfect clothes hanger, he wears a dark brown suit and makes it look like top-grade custom-made, dazzling and dazzling, making people stare at him so intently that they are reluctant to take their eyes off him.

Right now.

It was no longer the clothes that modified the wearer's figure, but Qin Sanye wore the clothes with unparalleled charm.

Plus his handsome face.

The short black hair, the dark and arrogant eyes, and the cold and deep profile make the ordinary black suit have an indescribable aura of coldness and abstinence.

A total thug in a suit!

Ever since Qin Sanye entered the room, Jiang Nian's eyes have never moved away.

She even loosened her hands, put little Anbao in her arms on the bed, stood up and walked towards Qin Sanye.

Glowing eyes, looking up and down.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and the word "stunning" was written on her face.

Jiang Nian did not hide the admiring look he had for Qin Sanye at all.

Qin Sanye clearly saw it all, but he held his breath and asked in a low voice.

"Is this the gift you gave me?"

"Yeah, Ye, I've never seen you in a suit, so I picked one specially."

"Are you satisfied with the way I look in a suit?"

Qin Sanye restrained the corners of his mouth from rising wildly and asked in a low voice.

If Jiang Nian had not been seduced by the male beauty at this moment, she would have complained, "What a ridiculous line from a domineering CEO!" This is something that only appears in old novels. Even the latest serialized novels would not bother to use this kind of rhetoric.

But, at this moment.

Jiang Nian couldn't think of so many things in his mind. All he could think about was Qin Sanye's handsome face and his tall, perfect figure.

"Satisfied! Of course I am satisfied!"

Jiang Nianqing couldn't help but reach out and touch Qin Sanye's chest.

"I picked this suit based on my feeling. I was afraid it might be too small or too big. I didn't expect it to be... just right! Qin Sanye, you look really good in it!"

Jiang Nian gave direct and frank praise without any hesitation.

She wasn't the least bit embarrassed.

When people hear this, their ears feel a little hot.

Especially since Jiang Nian was touching his body, even though it was covered by a suit jacket and a white shirt.

But the touch of the slender white fingertips seemed to be on his body.

It reminds people of the many nights when these hands had grasped his chest like a puppet.

Sometimes it's a weak hug, sometimes it's an angry scratch, and sometimes it's an ambiguous touch.

A surge of scalding heat made Qin Sanye's chest churn.

The sound of his heartbeat was even more exciting than the bullets passing through the gun barrel.

The Adam's apple on the neck, swallowing heavily and sliding.

Jiang Nian didn't hear the man's noisy heartbeat, but was attracted by his protruding Adam's apple.

She moved her fingers from her chest, the collar of her suit, the buttons of her white shirt...

All the way up, finally reaching the collar of the shirt.

She tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling, and asked softly, "Where's the collar? Is it tight?"

The young couple were facing each other.