"Sister, Jiang Qingchi really didn't bully me. He was very kind to me."
Yan Nian glanced at Jiang Qingchi half-believingly, wondering why he was so unbelieving.
Jiang Qingchi rubbed the sore back of his head with a speechless mother's questioning expression, "Mom, you always say that I am a husky, do you know that I am a teddy in front of my wife?"
Yan Nian and Jiang Chunhe looked at each other.
Are you calling me your wife
Well, let’s get real about it.
Yan Nian nodded and looked at Mu Yanzhu with a smile.
"Don't be surprised, our two sons," Yan Nian weighed his left hand, "One is a pit bull on the outside and a husky on the inside."
Then he weighed his right hand.
"The other one is very coquettish on the outside but secretly coquettish on the inside. Oh yes, there is also my husband."
Yan Nian paused as he spoke.
"Their father, he looks abstinent outside, but inside - cough, forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."
Next to him, Jiang Qingchi winked at Jiang Chunhe.
That means asking Jiang Chunhe to get Yan Nian away quickly!
Afraid that she would reveal more secrets!
Jiang Chunhe understood the situation and quickly took hold of Yan Nian's arm when Yan Nian was about to step forward to chat with Mu Yanzhu.
"Mom, didn't you say you wanted to go shopping with me? Let's go~"
"Hey, why are you in a hurry? You can go shopping tomorrow. Hey, Jiang Chunhe, don't pull me, just pull me gently..."
After walking ten miles around, Jiang Chunhe let go of Yan Nian.
"Mom, how old are you? Why are you still in middle school compared to other children?"
Second grade
Yan Nian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Little girl, don't think that because your dad loves you, I don't dare to scold you. In comparison, your dad still loves me the most!"
"Hmph, when I have a husband in the future, my husband will be better than yours!"
Jiang Chunhe replied not to be outdone.
Mu Yanzhu on the other side laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled.
"Your mother is so cute, and she even described you as a pit bull, hahahaha—"
Jiang Qingchi raised his eyebrows dangerously, "Is it funny?"
"Yeah, it's not funny, hahahaha-"
I endured it for a second and then couldn't bear it anymore.
Started laughing again.
After all, holding back laughter is a very painful thing.
Jiang Qingchi pinched Mu Yanzhu's face, put her round little face in the palm of his hand and rubbed it back and forth, "You dare to call me ugly, try it."
"You're not ugly. I remember you were very handsome when you were a child. Although you were a bit fat, your mold was there and your facial features were very delicate."
When I was a child, Jiang Qingchi did not grow long.
Now that it has grown and become more delicate, Mu Yanzhu's mind flashes to what Jiang Qingchi looked like when he was a child.
A soft and cute little boy, with big eyes blinking, like a perfect little milk bag.
Super cute.
"You were really cute when you were a kid, and it made me want to have children too."
Have a baby? !
Jiang Qingchi leaned over with a wicked smile, "You want a child? Do you want me to sponsor one in love?"
"Go, go, let's go, I have to go to class-"
Mu Yanzhu and Jiang Qingchi took the same elective course.
Contemporary popular culture, because of Jiang Qingchi, Mu Yanzhu fell in love with this hour and a half, and even fell in love with the teacher of this class, even if the teacher was bald, it didn't matter.
It was rare that Mu Yanzhu didn't listen to the lecture today. She kept her head down and playing with her cell phone. She didn't know what she was doing, with a happy smile on her lips.
"What's silly about it?"
Jiang Qingchi had been looking at her for a long time, but the girl's eyes never fell on him, which made him want to throw her phone down and ask who looked better, him or the phone.
Mu Yanzhu: "I bought two tickets for Jay Chou's concert during the winter vacation."
"Oh, let me come with you?"
"Yeah, you don't even know how hard it is to get tickets!"
"Do you have to go?"
Jiang Qingchi frowned. He didn't like crowded places very much. It was too noisy and the noise hurt his ears.
Mu Yanzhu stared at him: "Because you are very important to me, that's why I want to take you there, because what I am taking you to listen to is my entire youth!"
Depend on.
Facing his wife's affectionate confession, the prince was not happy. His face stretched like a donkey, and he glanced over with a piercing eye, "Isn't your youth my?"
"Are you still jealous of your idol?"
"Is he a man? Unless you admit that he is not a man, I won't eat it."
No! Her idol is the most handsome!
She won't speak ill of idols.
Mu Yanzhu coughed twice and changed the topic, "What should we eat tonight? Rice noodles or hot pot?"
"Answer me! Who has been your whole youth?"
Jiang Qingchi held Mu Yanzhu's chin and stared at her intently.
This handsome and attractive face has lost the youthfulness of a boy, and is still three points away from the stability of a mature man. There is still a wild and unruly look in his eyes. After watching it countless times, Mu Yanzhu still feels his heart flutter.
He was so well born.
God it's not fair.
"Classmate Mu Yanzhu, please get up and answer this question!"
The teacher took the roster and randomly clicked the names. He didn't recognize the person and managed to click on Mu Yanzhu.
Jiang Qingchi let go of Mu Yanzhu and hurriedly flipped through the book to find the answer for Mu Yanzhu.
But I heard the person next to me speak the answer accurately and smoothly.
Her voice was crisp and full of energy. After she finished speaking, the teacher cast an appreciative look.
"You analyzed it very well. Sit down."
Jiang Qingchi held his chin with one hand and looked at her with a smile, "You haven't listened to the lecture, how can you still answer it?"
"I just happened to know that question."
Not just by chance.
Jiang Qingchi knew that Mu Yanzhu had always studied well, and his academic performance had always been among the top three in the class.
"Why is my wife so low-key?" He chuckled and pinched her face, and Mu Yanzhu brushed his hand away.
"It's class, please pay attention."
"Why didn't I pay attention? Did I kiss you or hug you? I couldn't even touch you."
Then for the rest of the class, Jiang Qingchi did nothing and kept looking at Mu Yanzhu.
She's not the type to look amazing at first glance.
The more you look at it, the more interesting it becomes.
Viewed from the side, her face is very gentle and soft, with beautiful eyes blocked by spectacle lenses, eyelashes that are blinking, and double eyelids that are just right.
"That boy last time was your brother, right?"
Mu Yanzhu suddenly said such a sentence, which made Jiang Qingchi's smiling face stiffen.
"How did you know?"
"Your mother said he had two children. I guess the one from last time was your brother."
"Can you guess all this? Did you also just count it?"
"Tch, why are you pinching your fingers? Do you think I am a Taoist priest?"
Mu Yanzhu thinks Jiang Qingchi is very funny.
"Your mother said that his other son was boring. I think your uncle was quite boring last time. And your mother said that you asked your brother to borrow 100,000 yuan to buy a bag."
Now that things have happened, there is no need to hide it.
Jiang Qingchi nodded.
"Well, I admit it, he is my brother. I didn't mean to lie to you, but I was afraid that you would think that I was cheap if I asked my brother to borrow money."
"Then why don't you ask your parents for living expenses? Are you having a conflict?"
"Forehead… "
If Mu Yanzhu knew that he only wanted the dignity of a sports car, would he laugh at him
"Well, it's like this. My dad is training me. He said that college students are now financially independent, so let me try that feeling. You know I want to be embarrassed, right? He said so, and I can still Saying no will make him look down on me, and I will lose prestige in front of my siblings."
"So that's it."
Muyanzhuzhenshou.
"It's okay, I'll support you, sister is rich!"
"forget it."
When it came to this, Jiang Qingchi was a little scared.
"I'd better support you, lest you blame me again for not having the money to break up with me."
"Last time, it wasn't because I disliked you!"
Mu Yanzhu still didn't know how to explain the reason to Jiang Qingchi.
Maybe it would be better for him to see the situation at her home with his own eyes than to introduce it verbally.
"Yeah, let me ask you a question, does your brother have a girlfriend?" Whenever Mu Yanzhu tried to escape, she would change the subject.
Jiang Qingchi snorted, "Why, do you want to ride on two boats?"
"I just want to ask, what if your brother finds a girlfriend who is prettier than me?"
"oh,"
The prince is very arrogant:
"So what? It doesn't change the fact that he is my brother anyway."
Hearing this, Mu Yanzhu smiled.
She said to him very movedly and sincerely: "Jiang He, thank you for the sense of security you have given me so far."
Jiang Qingchi's black eyes were like exploding a ball of fireworks. The fireworks rose into the sky, and finally turned into blue smoke, melting into the night, but the fragments that fell to the ground were still as dazzling as the stars.
get out of class has ended.
Jiang Qingchi told Mu Yanzhu to leave later and wait until everyone was gone before they left.
Ten minutes passed. Seeing that the classroom was empty, Mu Yanzhu turned her head and said, "What are you going to do-"
The rest of the words were lost in his kiss.
She was not the only one who was moved!
…
There was an intramural basketball game in Jiang Qingchi the next day, but Mu Yanzhu had to make up for that class and couldn't pass it.
If it were an ordinary teacher's class, Mu Yanzhu would have skipped it.
It's so damn good that the class teacher personally makes up for the class. Other teachers don't recognize her face, but the class teacher can recognize her face. If she catches you and doesn't go to class, then your diploma will be separated by the entire galaxy.
Kemu Yanzhute wants to watch that basketball game!
She was in the school substitute group and paid a junior to take photos for her.
I don't dare to look for a school girl, for fear that I will have a love rival!
The junior student had a good angle for taking photos. Each photo was a large high-definition picture of Jiang Qingchi. He even recorded a video and sent it to Mu Yanzhu.
Mu Yanzhu: "What is the result of the competition now? Who is leading?"
Junior: "Don't worry senior, your boyfriend is very powerful. He just made a three-pointer and is firmly in control of the situation."
Then Mu Yanzhu felt a little relieved.
Junior student: "At halftime, he went to get his cell phone."
Mu Yanzhu: "What are you doing with your cell phone?"
Junior student: "I don't know, he seems to be sending a message to someone, he is smiling."
Laughing
If she was crying, Mu Yanzhu wouldn't worry.
There's something wrong with laughing.
"Did he smile happily, happily, forcefully, shyly, or be sarcastic and sarcastic?"
Before the junior could reply, Mu Yanzhu's phone vibrated several times.
They were all messages sent by Jiang Qingchi.
"Jiang Yan, it would be a shame if you didn't come to watch my game."
"You don't even know how handsome your partner is today ~ I'll scare you to death if I tell you."
"The girls who cheer for me can line up three companies, but I have strong determination, understand?"
Mu Yanzhu chuckled.
The teacher on the podium glanced at her, and Mu Yanzhu coughed a few times and covered her head on the table.
Just at this time, a message from my junior fellow student also came over:
"Senior sister, I'm sorry that my Chinese is not very good. I don't even understand how far-fetched, shy, and sarcastic you are. But I feel that he is quite happy and happy. As a boy, I also think your partner is very handsome."
Mu Yanzhu replied: "Thank you, I'll give you an extra fifty yuan!"
"No, no, no, just take a few photos. Thirty is fine. If you're eighty, you'll be at a big loss."
This junior is a good one.
Don't take advantage.
Mu Yanzhu turned her phone aside and finally listened attentively.
This time, she really didn't worry anymore, because she knew that someone was excellent, both inside and out.
…
I don't know if it was because he was wearing only a vest when playing basketball, so he caught a cold. Then after the game that day, Jiang Qingchi had a fever.
Mu Yanzhu helped him to the school infirmary and took his temperature, which was thirty-eight degrees two!
After all, the conditions of the school infirmary were limited. Mu Yanzhu asked Jiang Qingchi: "Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"I don't want to go to the hospital... trouble."
"But don't you have a basketball game tomorrow afternoon? What should I do if I have a fever?"
"How about we find a hotel to stay at tonight, and you take care of me for one night, and I should be fine."
Afraid that Mu Yanzhu would not agree, the prince coughed several times, which would make his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys cough out.
It was too late for Mu Yanzhu to feel distressed. How could she refuse? She spent her own money to find a good hotel. Fortunately, she had no classes tomorrow morning, so she didn't have to rush back to school.
Ask the waiter to bring three quilts to cover Jiang Qingchi, and then Mu Yanzhu goes to the kitchen to make soup.
She used to have fevers and didn't like going to the hospital. She didn't like that environment.
It is no exaggeration to say that just standing in front of the hospital, you will immediately feel cold hands and feet and heart paralysis, just like a person with deep sea phobia, dizzy and weak facing the vast sea.
Because her mother died in the hospital, she never wanted to experience that powerlessness again.
Mu Yanzhu knows a Chinese medicine doctor who is over sixty years old and looks like he is forty years old. He takes good care of himself and lives a very healthy life.
Following the recipe she told her, Mu Yanzhu went to a nearby pharmacy and bought black adzuki beans, mung beans, hawthorns, chicken gizzards and light tempeh, and boiled them together in a pot for an hour.
Carrying the soup, he went to Jiang Qingchi's room and placed the sliced ginger slices on his belly button.
Jiang Qingchi only felt that his belly button felt cold for a moment.
"What is this for?"
"Put ginger on your belly button to remove cold air."
"real or fake?"
"I lied to you and I jumped into the river." Mu Yanzhu said seriously.
Jiang Qingchi smiled, "Then jump me and come into my arms, cough cough cough."
He was really sick and had to cough after saying a word. Mu Yanzhu gave him a bowl to drink medicine, then asked him to lie down and tucked him in.
"You won't leave, will you?" Jiang Qingchi's eyes were filled with mist.
Mu Yanzhu shook her head, "No, you can sleep peacefully."
"But I'm afraid of infecting you. Every time my dad catches a cold, I won't let my mom get close to him."
"It's okay, I have a lot of antibodies in my body, and any viruses that can be transmitted to me are iron-clad viruses."
"Are you stupid? Aren't you uncomfortable carrying it all by yourself for so many years?" After saying this, Jiang Qingchi closed his eyes tiredly.
Mu Yanzhu said nothing.
It’s uncomfortable.
How could it not be uncomfortable
But besides carrying it on my own and loving myself, what else could I do these years
His parents are gone, only his grandma, aunt and uncle are plotting against him, so can he be freed by death
If she's not even afraid of death, is she still afraid of living
Mu Yanzhu went to the bathroom and dipped a hot towel, thinking of wiping Jiang Qingchi's face.
Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Qingchi was already asleep.
Three thick quilts covered her tightly, leaving only one head exposed.
The guy's forehead was sweating, it must be hot. Mu Yanzhu put the towel aside and stretched out a hand to touch Jiang Qingchi's forehead. It felt less hot.
I tried the body temperature of his neck and arms again, and they weren't that hot anymore.
She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, and then sat on the edge of the bed, watching over him quietly.
In the TV series, when the hero is asleep, the heroine looks at the hero's face affectionately, stretches out her hand to trace the outline of the hero's eyebrows, and then says infatuatedly, "This man is so handsome, he is actually my husband."
Mu Yanzhu never thought that one day this kind of scene would happen to her.
At this moment, she looked at Jiang Qingchi's face for a moment. Well, it was really handsome. She felt that she would not be tired of seeing the world grow old, the seas drying up, and the end of the world.
Jiang Qingchi's eyebrows are very long and handsome. When he frowns, he looks a little lazy and a bit naughty.
Jiang Qingchi's nose bones are also very high. When illuminated by the light, there is no blemish on the bridge of his nose, and no blackheads or acne can be seen.
His chin is also very beautiful, and his lips are thin and crimson. Mu Yanzhu has seen Yan Nian and feels that Jiang Qingchi's mouth doesn't look like Yan Nian, but he should look like his father.
The two perfect lips, from lip shape to lip edge, are indescribably attractive.
Jiang Qingchi's hair is soft and smooth, with broken bangs on his forehead.
Mu Yanzhu suddenly thought, should he get a middle part
These days, all the handsome guys are average. They are surly yet handsome. A handsome guy who can stand the test of average score must be a really handsome guy.
But let’s wait until he gets better before saying this.
After a while, the phone rang, and it was hers. Grandma asked her if she would be back during the New Year's Day holiday.
Mu Yanzhu stood by the window and glanced at Jiang Qingchi on the bed.
"Besides, grandma, I'm not sure."
"If you girl come back, call grandma. Grandma will ask your uncle to pick you up."
"No need grandma, I'll just take the bus by myself then."
After hanging up the phone, he sat on the bed again, stroking the bangs on Jiang Qingchi's forehead and keeping them away from both sides.
"You are a young master with a delicate body and a rich body. If you want to go back with me during the holidays, I am afraid that you will dislike me... and have no home."
…
At seven o'clock the next morning, Jiang Qingchi woke up.
After a good sleep, I was sweating all over, my fever was gone and I felt refreshed.
The sun is shining outside and everything looks beautiful.
Then when he lowered his head, he saw Mu Yanzhu lying next to him, asleep.
The prince felt soft in his heart.
He touched her face gently, but it disturbed Mu Yanzhu.
The latter rubbed his eyes and said, "You're awake."
As he spoke, he subconsciously reached out his hand to test the body temperature on his forehead.
Jiang Qingchi: "Not to mention, your method really works. I drank the soup you cooked and sweated all over. Today, my throat no longer hurts, my head is no longer heavy, and my nose is breathable!"
"Well, you can check the thermometer again. If you don't have a fever, I'll make you a bowl of soup."
"Stop cooking, will you take care of me for the whole night?"
"Last time I had menstrual cramps, you took care of me. What's wrong with me taking care of you this time when you have a fever?"
Between lovers, they should pay attention to each other, right
If only one party pays, the relationship will definitely not last long.
"Silly girl."
Jiang Qingchi stretched out his arms, clasped Mu Yanzhu's armpits on both sides, picked her up and carried her to the bed.
The three quilts were so hot that two of them were kicked off, leaving only one covering her body.
"Get some sleep. You don't have class in the morning, and I don't have class either."
After saying that, he lay down, hugged Mu Yanzhu's waist from behind, and rubbed her hair.
In the past, when Jiang Beiyuan was seen flirting with Yan Nian, Jiang Qingchi would secretly say to Jiang San'er: "Look, Dad is such a dog."
San'er disagreed: "This is called love."
Jiang Qingchi: "Shit, do you understand that men should be reserved? Look at me, it's all those women who are clinging to me."
San'er: "You are awesome. I hope you don't want a dog in the future."
Um.
It seems it's too early to say anything.
Mu Yanzhu: "I'd better go make you a bowl of soup. I'm afraid you'll have a fever again this afternoon and it will affect the game."
"No! I have the numbers."
"...I'd better go cook it."
This is a well-known fact, and is usually the same assurance as a child who says, "Mom, Dad, I'm going to be an astronaut when I grow up."
Jiang Qingchi sighed, "Can you have a good sleep? Look, you have dark circles under your eyes."
Mu Yanzhu finally gave up.
Just being held by Jiang Qingchi, he was like a big fireball, his chest was hot, and he was stuck to her back like a big warm baby. She was sweating even if she didn't move.
"Why don't you let go of me a little?"
"What's wrong, do you dislike me? Do I smell like sweat or body odor?"
"No, you don't have anything, I'm afraid I do."
"Neither do you. You smell good. Sleep."
“…”
Then there was a brief silence.
Jiang Qingchi's deep voice sounded in her ears: "Jiang Yan."
That sudden emotional tone made Mu Yanzhu's heart tighten.
"What's wrong?"
(End of chapter)