Since it is Jiang Che's solemn request, Jiang Anzhi naturally has no reason to refuse.

However, instead of printing the photo, he downloaded one from the Internet.

He touched Jiang Che's head: "this photo was taken by my mother. Theoretically, the copyright belongs to my mother. If you forward and download without her permission, it's infringement. "

“?”

He's only three years old. Wow, what's Dad talking about? Jiang Che looks confused.

Jiang Anzhi, however, did not care at all. His slender fingertip pointed at the photo: "this kind of online distribution can be forwarded, and believe me, your classmate's mother will prefer this kind of professional studio."

Jiang Che is so dizzy by Jiang An that he finally understands one thing: the father in his mother's mobile phone belongs to his mother alone, and no one else can take it.

Looking at the picture of Anhui printed and signed, Jiang Che happily took it, whether it was the one he picked at the beginning or not, in short, it would be good to have it.

"Thank you, Dad."

"Well."

Jiang Anzhi touched his head: "go."

Send the son away, once again saw the eye breeze LAN early mobile phone oneself, Jiang An's mood is very good to put the mobile phone in the pocket back to the kitchen.

Feng Lanchu is cooking. When she sees Jiang Anzhi coming back, she can't help but be surprised: "I've let you go so soon?"

"Well." Jiang An's nod, looking at the wind and haze of IKEA, can't help but go over and kiss her face.

Feng LAN first looked at him strangely: "why. The children are all out there. How bad the influence is. "

"They don't have time for us." In a funny way, Jiang Anzhi rolled up his sleeve again to help wash the dishes,

Today's dinner is a kind of stir fry that Feng Lanchu is good at. The quantity of each dish is not much, but the dishes are rich. Like Jiang'an, Qin Zhuo works outside all the year round, and the most he eats is box lunch. Xu Mu is even more pitiful. What can Great Britain have to eat.

So Fenglan's first dish has become their salvation, the kind of absolute action.

After eating, the brothers decided to go to the top floor to see a movie.

Feng Lanchu and Jiang Anzhi follow them. They continue to wash their hands and coax their children to sleep.

I only asked them both:

"Don't play too late, rest early."

Naturally, the two young men nodded, turned and ran upstairs.

Waiting for Mr. Jiang to fall asleep, Jiang An returns to his room. He sees that Fenglan is looking for things all over the room.

"What are you looking for?"

"Did you see my cell phone? I don't remember where I put it. I can't find it. "

"Well." Jiang Anzhi took out the mobile phone in his pocket and handed it to her.

"Why? Why are you here? "

Windy haze early surprise ground receives in the past, the next second is suspicious again, this guy should not peep at her mobile phone? Although there's no secret, it's a bit cheap as a movie king.

Jiang Anzhi stretched out her slender white fingertips and flicked them on her forehead: "what do you think. Jiang Che asked me to print the photos for him, but he didn't blame you for infringing my portrait right. Instead, you complained first. "

Wind LAN first heard a Leng, unlock the mobile phone to see Jiang Anzhi's photos appear in front of us, the evidence is conclusive, there is no denying.

Jiang Anzhi looked at her playfully

"Someone took a picture of me?"

Fenglan at the beginning of the moment shyly embarrassed to put the mobile phone back behind him, shook his head and said to him: "I... that's a work record photo."

"Oh..." Jiang Anzhi nodded interestingly.

"Take a bath quickly. Don't dawdle." Fenglan pushes him into the bathroom.

Approaching the door, one of Jiang'an pulled her into his arms and asked with a low smile, "together?"

"I washed it."

Feng Lanchu quickly refuses.

With the faint fragrance of shower gel, Jiang'an was relaxed and happy. She quietly went into the bathroom. Well, take the time to take a bath.