Chapter 742

The next day, teacher Xiaofeng insisted on morning exercise for a long time and was interrupted again.

Jiang Che wakes up early in the morning. He wakes up at 5:30 for two days in a row, but he is still alive. What's the matter!

Now that you wake up, go and play with your father! So Jiang Che lifted the quilt and got up to go to the master bedroom.

But the door of the master bedroom was quiet. It should be that before his parents woke up, he stood on tiptoe to open the door and lock it.

But... The door is locked!

He twisted the door handle again in disbelief, but! I really can't open it.

Jiang Che looked at the door which separated him speechless and frowned.

His parents always taught him that children can't lock the door when they sleep, but they do.

Hum, I must be afraid that he will quarrel with them.

Jiang Che stared at the door for a long time, and then went downstairs with his cheeks bulging.

Although he got up early, his parents are too unreliable.

Jiang Che quietly came to the living room, holding snacks turned on the TV.

The two people in the room didn't find that Jiang Che was empty.

Last night, outdoor, indoor, all the way lingering.

Jiang Anzhi almost frantically squeezed, and made up for three months of labor at a time.

When Feng LAN woke up, she felt a warm force on her back rubbing constantly. The familiar taste of Feng's Dieda wine filled her nose, and her tight muscles gradually relaxed. In the gentle force, she couldn't help falling asleep again.

Until the hands, sliding to her hip, and stay for a long time, she finally recovered Qingming.

Turning around, I saw Mr. Jiang sitting beside her, holding Lao Feng's medicinal wine in his hand.

"Are you awake?" Jiang An's mood is quite good: "I helped you push your back, didn't I feel much better?"

"You..." Feng Lanchu silently pulled up the sheet to cover himself.

This guy... If he didn't pinch and touch her ass, she would believe it if he didn't know.

Jiang Anzhi blinked innocently, the greasy touch of his fingertips was still there, and the corner of his mouth was very high.

The wind haze beginning speechless ground looked at a time, already 8:30.

Estimated that Jiang Che has awakened, she stretched out her foot to kick Jiang Anzhi.

"Is your son awake?"

"Probably." Jiang An's nod, conveniently hold her ankle to rub.

"Probably?" The wind haze beginning has no language: "your son knows to cry to death."

Jiang An's listen to low ground smile, again suddenly gather to breeze LAN beginning side, connect a person to take quilt ground to press her, kiss several times in her cheek.

Before Feng LAN resisted, Jiang Anzhi got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

The wind haze with a muddled face was kissed. At first, he looked at Jiang Anzhi, who suddenly took the wind and ran away. What's wrong with him.

Quietly get up and look for pajamas to wear, wind haze just went to the bathroom.

At that time, Jiang An Zhizheng of Zhilan Yushu, who was adored by thousands of fans, stood naked by the washpool and brushed his teeth.

The wind haze at the beginning of an instant feels hot eyes, quickly quits, took a pair of underpants to throw to him from the wardrobe.

"Put it on quickly!" Fenglan closed her eyes without looking.

Jiang Anzhi with toothbrush in his mouth

He's at home. He wants to be close to nature.

But see teacher Xiaofeng that as if ate Xiang suppress red, ah no, shame red small face, Jiang Anzhi silently took underwear to put on.

Looking at someone barely have a fig leaf, wind haze at the beginning of a sigh of relief, sincere education.

"You are like this... What if Jiang Che comes in."

"I locked it." Jiang An's answer is natural.

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

OK, Mr. Jiang won.