Chapter 975

Jiang Che didn't see his father for a long time, Leng is to follow into this pool of medicine.

Jiang Ma had no choice but to let them go.

"Is it reliable?" Jiang's father is a little worried.

"It's not reliable. It's effective for the first time."

"I mean, I can't stand fishing that little."

"Of course, it's said that Huang Feihong has been a bubble since he was a child."

"..." father Jiang.

They don't know what Huang Feihong felt, but Jiang Che was very happy.

The first time to soak this strange dirty water, a little Kaisen!

Jiang Anzhi also said that he was very enlightened when he took a medicine bath with him.

So the father and son happily soak in the medicine soup Huang Feihong had made since he was a child. Feng Lanchu chats with the four old people downstairs until almost 9:30.

Before going upstairs, Jiang Ma took her hand uneasily: "Xiao Chu, if an Zhi is willful later, you can fly him out of bed, or call me and I'll help you clean him up."

Fenglan early embarrassed crazy sweating: "Ma An Zhi is not this kind of person."

In Jiang's mother's eyes, uncle Jiang is just an eager luster.

"Well, I know Anzhi's character. In a word, you should be tough."

An Zhi grew up like this. Once he fell in love with something, his obsession was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Although he doesn't like Xiaochu, can they not understand it? Of course, it's not really worrying about Anzhi. It's just that the couple have a good relationship and will worry about it, right?

At the beginning of the wind haze helplessly back to the room, at this time the room empty only left room full of medicine.

Anzhi should have taken jiangche to bed.

The father and the son have been together for ten years.

Feng Lanchu calmly took a bath for herself before she slowly came out to protect her skin. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Jiang Anzhi standing outside the door. If it wasn't for her good psychological quality, she would be scared.

One of the Jiang'an hugged her in his arms and gave her a few kisses with her delicate lips.

The wind haze beginning helplessly pats his shoulder, indicates that he has enough.

Jiang Anzhi didn't speak. He picked her up and didn't forget to weigh her. He felt the weight in his arms and frowned.

"It feels light."

"Light?" Feng Lanchu thought it was very heavy.

"You have to eat well." Jiang Anzhi took her back to the bed and put her down gently.

Feng Lanchu sighed helplessly. She didn't eat as much as five pigs a day.

According to the experience of the past two mothers said that the first three months of pregnancy to make up, and so on in late light.

So she has a special breakfast, dinner, afternoon tea and supper every day.

Most of them are tears.

"Is fishing asleep?"

"Well."

Jiang Anzhi quietly watched his wife wipe her face, and her eyes were full of doting.

Fenglan was not comfortable with the death gaze. She put out her foot and kicked the man in front of her: "what do you think of me like this?"

"Of course, because you look good."

"..." Feng Lanchu: the one who is praised as the most beautiful in the world praises others for being beautiful. I don't know what to answer.

Jiang An's also don't need wind LAN beginning to reply, wait for her to wipe good face, then put own face also gather in the past.

It's very obvious to ask her to help.

Wind LAN early helpless to take out the milk again perfunctorily to him.

"Well, have a rest."

The dark circles under Jiang An's eyes are visible to the naked eye. God knows if Uncle Jiang has had a good sleep this week.