Chapter 193

With his strong interpersonal relationship, brother Chen finally sells these fruits and vegetables and sits on the sofa, where ge you lies.

Harm, this small amount of money is not enough to have a good meal in the private kitchen.

……

But after Feng Lanchu helps Jiang Anzhi change the wound medicine, left and right still don't see Jiang Ma and Jiang Che, who are buying vegetables. Finally, they can't sit still and call for someone.

"Are you finished so soon?" Jiang Ma can't believe it. They just sat down. They didn't have time to read the menu.

Tut, it's her negligence. She seems to buy some tonic for her son.

“？？？” At the beginning of Fenglan's hearing, they are inexplicable. Are they busy?

"Fishing and I were waiting outside for my grandfather to have dinner together. After you two cook at home, I've put the dishes in the kitchen. I'll take fishing back to Jiangxin Xiaozhu tonight. You don't have to worry about it

"..." Jiang Che.

Jiang Ma hung up and saw that Jiang Che was looking at her wrongly. She quickly touched his head: "do you want a younger sister for fishing?"

Jiang Che nodded.

"Then go back to Jiangxin with grandma."

"Do you have a sister when you go back to Xiaozhu in the middle of the river?" Jiang Che looks up in doubt, then shakes his head like thinking of something: "I don't want Jiang ting."

Jiang Ting this period of time more and more strange, often will collapse crying. If his sister is like this, it's better to give it back to others. He doesn't want it.

"Jiang Ting is your little cousin. She is still different from your sister."

"I wish it wasn't her." Jiang Che answered with ease. There is a little girl in the kindergarten. She is as quiet as a rabbit. He likes it better.

The parents are imagining their future sweet sister, while the husband and wife are cooking at home.

Fenglan first cooked spareribs soup, fried spinach and three cups of chicken by the way, fresh and simple food, eating Jiang'an is very satisfied.

Full of wine and food, Feng Lanchu still goes back to the library to read the report. Jiang Anzhi takes his notebook and logs in the photo account in the living room.

Recently, an international photography competition seems to have begun.

Many awards have been won behind this account, and no one in the photography circle knows Jiang Hai for the rest of his life.

Fenglanchu is preparing for the investigation of the 18th lane. Although she doesn't have to go with her, after all, the children in hand are going to practice. She has to do as much homework as possible so that their practice can go smoothly.

It was late at night when he came back to his room. Jiang Anzhi was lying with his back to the door, leaving only a yellow light in the room.

Mr. Jiang is so good today! At the beginning of Fenglan's accident, she crept into bed. As soon as she got into bed, he turned and hugged her.

"..." at the beginning of the wind.

Looking back at him cautiously, I thought I was disturbing him. As a result, I saw that Jiang An's eyes were full of vitality. They were not like sleeping people.

"You..."

Jiang An kisses her face, and her hands begin to wander around restlessly.

"You'd better stop yourself." The wind haze beginning grasps his hand low warning.

Jiang An's smell speech retaliation ground rubbed to rub the soft in front of her chest, don't listen.

“……”

At the beginning of the day, Feng LAN quickly turned around and knocked him on the head, and let the Jiang'an Committee feel his head with two thuds. At last, his eyesight recovered a little, protesting

"I'm exercising my legal rights."

"The injured don't deserve to talk about rights and interests."

"I feel better."

Jiang Anzhi reluctantly received her in his arms, hands rubbing her waist, groaning and coquettishing.

"You are the movie king who has seen the world. Don't play these coquettish tricks." The wind and haze are almost speechless at the beginning.

"I feel so bad." Jiang An sighs.

The wound on his back is in the healing stage. He is dry and itchy, and his heart is blocked by Fang tou. It's hard to say what he and his son have been fed by Fang tou for these years. In addition, the warm fragrance and soft jade are in my heart. I can't eat them every day. Alas, life is really boring.

"Don't think so much. It's cool to be calm."

Knowing that it is the restlessness caused by the healing of the wound on his back, Feng LAN pats his back placidly at the beginning, but his hand is suddenly grasped by Jiang Anzhi and goes directly to some place.

"There, too."

"..." at the beginning of the wind.