"Wife, it's not that I don't want to laugh, but I really don't know how to laugh." Hearing Chen Xi's words, Jiang mochuan was suddenly depressed.
He has never laughed at anyone other than Chen Xi, who is simply giving himself death orders.
Some bored, smile at others.
Isn't that a lot like a fool?
"You can do as you usually do to me. Today is the new year's Eve, you make an exception..." Du Du mouth, Chen Xi performance is very unhappy.
How does Jiang mochuan usually treat himself? It's good to treat others with this attitude?
Why do you have to worry about how to laugh at others?
Moreover, "smile" is really not a particularly difficult thing.
As long as he smiles at the people around him, maybe everyone will relax. Because of Jiang mochuan's presence, it is possible to have a more open play.
"Well, I see."
"A Guang, come and eat the fruit." After nodding, Jiang mochuan put down his chopsticks, picked up the fruit that Mrs. Wang was going to use to greet the guests, and went straight to the backyard.
Seeing that a Guang is closest to himself, Jiang mochuan calls out with "enthusiasm".
The first time he took the initiative to entertain guests like this, Jiang mochuan always felt that there was something strange and strange about it, but he could not tell what was wrong.
"Here we are. Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Hearing Jiang mochuan's voice, a Guang turned his head and looked at Jiang mochuan. Sure enough, he saw Jiang mochuan standing at the door of the backyard with a fruit tray in his hand.
A Guang, who has never seen this picture of Jiang Mo Chuan, always feels that there is something strange about Jiang Mo Chuan. He can't say what is wrong.
Probably because he suddenly saw the warm smile on Jiang's face, a Guang suddenly felt a little flustered.
Let Jiang mochuan a big president to serve himself, a Guang felt that he really had accumulated virtue in his last life, so that he would have this kind of treatment today.
"Sweet or not?" Watching a Guang come to him, sitting on the sofa next to him, a piece of pitaya, the wrinkles of Jiang mochuan's smiling eyes have emerged.
Bending down to get close to a Guang, Jiang mochuan asked with concern.
A simple sentence makes a Guang feel flattered.
He raised his head and took a look at the town, especially Yuxuan, who was still teasing the children. He felt that he was born in hell at this moment.
"Well It's sweet. "
"Do you feel my warmth?" I don't know what's going on in Jiang mochuan today, but a Guang still nods awkwardly, saying that he is eating the imported fruit, which is very sweet.
Hearing a Guang say so, Jiang Mo Chuan feels strange in his heart.
When I usually treat Chen Xi like this, I don't feel that there is something wrong with him. But today, facing a man named a Guang, Jiang mochuan feels that there is something wrong with him.
Maybe it's because you've never entertained anyone?
As Chen Xi said, more practice will get used to it.
Bending down, one hand on his chin, Jiang mochuan looked at a Guang like this, and asked with a smile of "enthusiasm" in his eyes.
"Well There are... " Hearing Jiang mochuan's words, a Guang is a little uncomfortable.
At the bottom of my heart, I guess it's because of the contradiction between Jiang mochuan and Chen Xi, so I spread this anger on him.
A Guang doesn't know how to express his ideas. He can only say that he is "honored" at this moment.
He nodded, indicating that the fruits in Jiang's home were delicious. A Guang just wanted to put a few more pieces into his mouth, and then ran away from the fireworks.
"Then Is our fruit delicious? " Hearing a Guang's reply, Jiang mochuan seemed not to give up his heart and asked again.
In fact, it is not only a Guang who feels embarrassed.
Even Jiang mochuan himself felt that his current behavior was like a joke.
I have never served others, and I don't know what I should say when I serve to ease the embarrassment between myself and a Guang.
"Delicious." A Guang can't resist Jiang's enthusiasm in his heart. In order not to leave a bad impression in front of Jiang mochuan, he still resists the panic in his heart and nods.
No way, people under the eaves, have to bow.
A Guang felt that he had come to Jiang Mo Chuan's home this time, and he would not dare to come again.
In Jiang mochuan's family, a Guang thought it was the servants of Jiang's family who came to entertain him. After all, many people came to pay New Year's greetings to Jiang.
As a result, it was Jiang mochuan himself who went to battle.
For this kind of treatment, a Guang would rather dig the ancestral graves of Jiang mochuan's family in his last life, rather than be treated with such kindness.
"Little town, come here and eat some fruit. I'll play later." After hearing a Guang's reply, Jiang mochuan nodded his head as satisfied.