Chapter 252

In the end, an Xiaoxiao quietly gets on Jiang Muye's car and follows him all the way to tingzhuxuan.

On the road, she continued to be indifferent, but Jiang Muye didn't say much when he thought about other things. In addition, Huang que, who never made a sound, had only a slight wind noise in such a large enclosed car.

Silent, silent, Ann small then quietly fell asleep, look at her swaying appearance, Jiang Mu wild only look calm embrace her shoulder, holding her head on his leg, let her lie on the side of the seat, sleep soundly.

The yellow bird in the driver's seat seldom has a strange emotion in his eyes. He doesn't know much about it. How could the cold and lonely Wolf have such a warm side.

The car stopped to listen to zhuxuan. Jiang Muye patted an's face and said softly, "wake up, home."

"Home?"

An Xiaoxiao opens his eyes and sees Jiang Mu Ye's handsome face. From such a critical point of view, he still looks very good in the past.

She poked away the broken hair blocking her eyes and gave him a smile: "I slept all the way?"

Jiang Mu Ye nodded, his lips hooked: "let's get up."

An Xiaoxiao rubs his head and gets up. All kinds of memories begin to revive. About ye Zhenzhen, about Feng Fangfei, about the small building

She decided to go and see it tonight!

Think of these, her expression immediately began to be unhappy, cold face out of the car.

Jiang Mu Ye was speechless for a moment. It was right for her to act. Her expression was so easy to control.

An Xiaoxiao came into the living room, and Zhou Yun said, "madam, you're back. There's a spicy pot on the table tonight, which you like to eat. My husband ordered us to prepare it."

"Fragrant pot?" An Xiaoxiao almost drools: "aunt Yun, do you put more vegetables?"

Zhou Yun's face was embarrassed for a moment: "this is all the recipes set by my husband. Just look at it."

There are still some vegetables.

An Xiaoxiao went happily. When she sat down, she found that Jiang Muye was standing and entered the living room. Her eyes were wide open in an instant. How dare you open them?

She looked up at the cook who was putting the fragrant pot on the table. The cook winked at her and said in a low voice, "are you surprised or not?"

An Xiaoxiao: "ha ha."

He's been listening to zhuxuan these two days. He's just walking here

Cut, just like he'll go, boo!

An Xiaoxiao takes chopsticks and goes to eat the pot with great interest. But why are there two Crabs besides shrimp and meat in the pot!

An Xiaoxiao put his chopsticks on the table and said, "Jiang Muye!"

Jiang Muye is handing the suit to Zhou Yun. Wen Yan looks at her and says, "what's the matter?"

The tone is also gentle, No.

But! It doesn't work! Still vakson!

"Why is there no vegetables in the spicy pot?"

Jiang Muye came over and looked at him with a kind look. His tone was light: "what's wrong?"

"I want to eat vegetables." An Xiaoxiao's tone is indifferent: "you must eat vegetables!"

If you go to Xiaolou this evening, it's really like what Feng Fangfei said. It's probably the last meal she had here. Naturally, it will leave a good memory.

Seeing her insistence, Jiang Mu ye had no choice but to smile and said to Zhou Yun, "make a new dish for my wife and let her choose some dishes by herself."

An Xiaoxiao smile: "good!"

She went to the kitchen with a clear air, pointed out the country and came out again, and sat down happily.

"We'll eat together later." Ann invited me sincerely.

Jiang Muye glanced at her faintly: "otherwise I want to eat earth?"

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and yelled to the kitchen: "uncle, don't put scallions! I want to eat it, too, sir

"Good!"

Jiang Mu Ye suddenly a Leng, took her hand on the table to pinch: "do you still remember?"

"You don't like scallion?" An Xiaoxiao hissed: "you think I am you. Although we have only been together for less than half a year, I still remember your habits."

"For example?"

Jiangmuye looks at her with eyes and lips full of tenderness. It's different from the cold jiangmuye in the past.

Guilty, so you want to give some compensation?

An Xiaoxiao left his suspicions, eyes far-reaching, tone slowly: "you don't eat scallion and fat, don't like to eat vegetables, any vegetables don't like to eat, but like to eat fruit, any fruit can."

Jiang Mu Ye nodded. All these were related to the work of the secret service team. At that time, when he ate too many vegetables, he didn't like to eat them.

But many times in the mountains and forests to perform latent tasks, he needs fruit to eat, so his love for fruit is increasing.

Ann pauses a little. Her eyes pass over his white shirt and goes on: "the shirt is never ironed. If you wear it once, you throw it away. Do you know how wasteful it is?"

Jiang Mu Ye just looked at her and laughed: "what else?"

"In fact, you do not smoke, only occasionally through the taste of tobacco to meet your twisted heart."

Ann said, "I don't understand your strange habits."

Jiang Mu Ye laughs. He really seldom smokes. Smoking is a taboo when he is on duty. He also lights a cigarette when his mood is extreme, so as to stimulate his paralyzed nerves.

He thought these were very common life fragments, but he didn't expect that Ann Xiaoxiao noticed them.

This really surprised him.

"What else?" Asked Jiang Muye, hooking his lips.

An Xiaoxiao shook his head: "no, it's just these for the time being."

Jiang Muye pinched her hand again: "keep the rest and observe later."

"Later?" An small repeat these two words low again, between the eyebrows and eyes is flashed a not easy to detect the bitter.

Is there a future?

At this time, Jiang Mu Ye has been holding an's tiny fingers. Suddenly, he looks down and sees that her nails are pasted with delicate cartoons and broken diamonds, which are very beautiful.

He reached out and touched: "what is this? When was it posted? "

An Xiaoxiao suddenly pulled his hand back, adding displeasure to his tone: "yesterday."

Sure enough, he didn't notice.

Silent for a moment, an Xiaoxiao looked up at him, and her eyes blinked: "Muye, do you remember what habits I have?"

Jiang Mu Ye added a smile on his calm face: "you, maybe you just don't like sports and can't cook. Is there anything else?"

Ann small heart sink sink sink, she hook lips smile of bitterness, in the heart head sour astringent once: "just, no more."

The chef brought the fragrant pot in time and put it in a large brown ceramic bowl. Two bowls, one in front of Jiang Muye and the other in front of an Xiaoxiao.

Then the cook smiles in Ann's surprised eyes: "one with scallion, it's your wife's, one without scallion, it's your husband's

Sure enough!

Even God is hinting at her!

An Xiaoxiao is silent for a moment. He takes his chopsticks and eats quietly. Jiang Muye sits quietly. He has already noticed that an Xiaoxiao is different tonight, but he doesn't know what's going on.