Although Feng Lanchu's strength is not heavy, her acupoint manipulation is accurate, and Jiang Anzhi only feels that it is extremely useful.

In addition, lavender essential oil has the effect of relaxing, soothing and helping sleep. After a while, Jiang Anzhi breathed evenly.

Fenglan first saw him for a long time, determined that Anzhi had fallen asleep, then stopped the action, covered him with a quilt, and lay down to rest.

In the middle of the night, Jiang An Zhi consciously put Fenglan in his arms and unconsciously rubbed and rubbed against the pillow.

The next day is Sunday. Fenglanchu performs her duty to wake up Jiang Anzhi, but Jiang Anzhi puts her under the body to bargain: "let's run on 135, and change on 246 for other sports."

"It's Sunday." The wind haze initial reply, the implication your proposal does not include today.

"That Sunday first other movement, then get up to run good."

Last night, there was the blessing of Feng's massage. He slept a very safe night, and all his physical injuries and spirit were repaired. Jiang Anzhi felt fresh all over. Early in the morning, somewhere was shouting that he wanted to brush his sense of existence.

The wind haze beginning still shakes head not to agree, the man in the morning can't stir up, and today Sunday, she doesn't want to be sealed on the bed for half a day.

"Mr. Xiaofeng, you are a student of biology. Do you know how harmful it is for animals to suppress their instinct and nature?"

Feng Lanchu is completely speechless. He compares himself to an animal. It's estimated that Jiang Anzhi is the only one. Do his fans know.

Feng Lan's first hand pressed Jiang An's on the bed slightly and patted his chest frivolously: "you are really full of warmth. You think about that every day. You think you are a dandy."

But Jiang Anzhi said with a smile, "why not be a dandy for you?"

Then he rose slightly to kiss her.

In the morning, they are like "my Nong Ci".

You Nong and I Nong are very passionate and passionate. Take a piece of mud, pinch a you, shape a me, break us together, mix with water, pinch another you, shape a me, I have you in the mud, you have me in the mud. Live in the same bed and die in the same coffin.

Today, Xiao Feng's running plan has not come true.

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Yesterday, Jiang Che, who was crazy at pangdun's house, got up late. When he got up to find his mother, the couple could go downstairs.

Jiang Che happily hugs Feng Lanchu's leg and asks grandma if she can't get over today.

Feng LAN looked at him in surprise: "do you miss grandma?"

"I want to tell Grandma about yesterday's party."

Feng LAN nodded clearly at the beginning. He wanted to show off.

"According to my guess, grandma should be here in a minute."

During this period of time, Fenglan is not so busy at the beginning, and Jiang Ma retreats to the second tier, but she will come occasionally. Yesterday they went to the birthday party, but Jiang Ma can't come, so she will come today.

Just then, the voice of pressing the code came from outside the gate, and Jiang Che ran out happily. Sure enough, Jiang Ma came in with big and small bags, and Ms. Liang came in with her.

Spring is the season when bamboo shoots grow. These days, Ms. Liang and Mrs. Jiang form a team to come back to the countryside. No, they have dug a lot of bamboo shoots.

Jiang Che clapped his hands happily: "grandma, grandma, I like bamboo shoots best."

"Wait a minute, grandma will make you a delicious pickle."

"All right!" The pony fart essence nodded repeatedly: "what grandma made must be the most delicious."

"Do you like Grandma's fried bacon with bamboo shoots?"

"Of course I do!"