Chapter 693

When Fenglan comes out of the bathroom, jiangche has fallen asleep in jianganzhi's arms.

They are really tired from flying early in the morning, coming here by car and by boat.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye is sleeping deeply in Jiang'an's arms, Feng Lanchu can't help sighing: "you're not at home. Little fart wants to see you every day."

Think of just in the set, Jiang Che holding him collapse crying scene, Jiang Anzhi also feel sad and funny.

Why is his silly son so cute.

Jiang Anzhi hugged Jiang Che and gave him a good quilt before he sat up and took off his clothes.

The wind haze starts to pick eyebrow: "Yo, quite self-conscious."

Jiang An Zhi took a look at the bottle of old Feng's liquor which was put at the head of the bed early, and laughed genially.

The wind orchid beginning also don't wriggle, directly pick up medicine wine to pour in the hand, rub hot again push to the back of Jiang An Zhi.

Looking at those bruises on Jiang'an's back, Feng Lanchu couldn't help sighing: "it's OK to let brother Chen help you if you can't wipe them at ordinary times."

I don't know what he thinks, but I don't know how to use it.

"Well, I'll ask him to wipe it next time." Jiang an agreed to cooperate.

The wind haze beginning speechless a claw pats on his back: "you only can say on the mouth."

Jiang An's innocent smile: "it's too busy."

During this period of time, he was playing in the company every day. When he got back to the hotel, he took a bath at two or three o'clock and fell asleep. How could he think of finding brother Chen to rub the medicinal wine? Moreover, this kind of small bruise disappeared after a few days. Moreover, his role now is a little rascal. If he has bruises on his body, he can save the makeup artist's efforts and kill more birds with one stone.

"These bruises look nothing, but it's called subcutaneous capillary rupture in medical terms. Do you think it's OK to do this often?"

Jiang Anzhi continued to cooperate and nodded: "I'll pay attention next time."

Although Fenglan was angry at the beginning, the strength in her hand was soft.

Jiang Che sleeps soundly on the bed, but Jiang An's obediently lets the wind and haze begin to relax.

In the afternoon, the slightly fishy sea breeze was covered by the fragrant medicinal wine, leaving only the pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine floating in the room.

"All right." Feng LAN gave uncle Jiang a massage for a while until the wine was absorbed and the skin turned red.

Jiang Anzhi continued to sit still.

Wind haze beginning a side put medicine wine side with the foot lightly kick him: "hair what Leng, hurry to dress."

Jiang An of didn't answer, just silently turn round to wind LAN beginning to embrace in the bosom, just in her ear faint sigh: "I always miss you these days."

Jiang An's words let wind LAN early meal, put the medicinal wine on the table, turn to see Jiang An's positive eyebrows and smile to look at her: "how about you?"

"I..." before Feng Lan's reply, Jiang Anzhi came up to her and pecked her lips, again and again.

From the meeting on the set to now, there are either a large number of people or a large number of people. The couple have not been able to speak well. Now it's hard to leave them two. Jiang Anzhi completely turns what he wants to say into action.

Seeing that uncle Jiang is about to be bold and frank, Feng Lanchu quickly stops him: "no way."

"Why?" One of Jiang An's faces is full of bitterness.

The wind haze turns a head to see one eye to sleep soundly of river Che at the beginning, the answer is very obvious.

"So we move to the toilet?" Jiang Anzhi asked naturally.

"Are you afraid you want to be beaten?"

Feng Lanchu silently raises Jiang'an's long lost fist.

"..." Jiang Anzhi.