"Well... Dad..." Qing Huan rubbed her eyes, pretending to have just woken up, all her expressions were extremely innocent, as if she didn't know what she was doing at all. Following Jiang Zhuo's line of sight, he saw that his chest was exposed, so he smiled: "Ah, the clothes are open."
After finishing speaking, he put on his pajamas again in front of Jiang Zhuo in an upright manner. Jiang Zhuo looked at the pair of slender white and tender hands grabbing the lace, holding it in a strange way, and then said hoarsely: "Daddy will help you tie it."
Qing Huan straightened her chest without pretense, and Jiang Zhuo pinched two thin straps, which were made of silk, but compared with her skin, it was still too rough. The slender fingertips seemed to inadvertently swipe a bit of bright red across the top, Qing Huan's body trembled slightly, and she stepped back.
Unexpectedly sensitive... Jiang Zhuo's eyes deepened.
Teasing him, teasing him, and teasing him doesn't mean giving yourself to him now. For Qing Huan, it is not impossible to have a spring breeze with a handsome and outstanding man like Jiang Zhuo, but not now. What you want to eat can be delivered to your mouth immediately, and it is essentially different from finally getting it after untold hardships. If Jiang Zhuo wants her, he must pay more sincerity and energy.
After the pajamas were fastened, Qing Huan put her arms around Jiang Zhuo's neck again, and said delicately, "Daddy carry me down."
Jiang Yan laughed: "How old are you, and you are still pestering your father."
"Well... it will be entangled for a lifetime." She rubbed Jiang Zhuo's neck with her tender face. "Daddy carry me on your back."
After all, Jiang Zhuo didn't hold her back. In fact, he himself really wanted to memorize it. The little girl's body is soft and elastic, tender, who doesn't like it. But he had to put on his clothes before going down, he just wanted the naughty little girl to come down, but no matter what he said, the little girl insisted on clinging to him.
Don't look at Jiang Zhuo's helpless appearance, in fact, he really likes Qing Huan in his heart. Not long after being with Jiang Zhuo, Qing Huan felt his temperament all over, and using the word she just learned to describe it, it was Mensao. He looks cold on the outside, as if no strangers are allowed in, but in fact, he is very warm in his heart. It seems that he doesn't like to have physical contact with people, but once you break his defense, he can't wait to be with you all the time. In the past two years, Qing Huan and Jiang Zhuo have been together day and night, just raising a dog, and their relationship should be deep now.
Qing Huan has never had a dog, but this does not prevent the dog from developing feelings for her.
Qing Huan was very cooperative in stretching her arms and kicking her legs, acting like a Barbie doll very conscientiously. Ever since she got on good terms with Jiang Yan, she hasn't worn those flamboyant princess dresses with bowknots for a long time. Maybe Jiang Yan also sees that those dresses are not suitable for her, and Qing Huan's current clothes fit her very well.
A pure cotton knee-length white skirt is enough to show her clean temperament and sweet smile to the fullest. Even if they don't like her, no one will be willing to say a harsh word to her when they see such a girl. The black hair was braided obliquely into a loose braid hanging down one shoulder—Jiang Zhuo is good at tying his hair now, and the centipede braid can't stop him.
She is really pretty, exuding youthful vigor and vitality all over her body, but there is a lingering sickness between her brows, and her lips are white, without any blood color, but this also dilutes the effect of her slightly gorgeous appearance. The sense of aggression makes her beauty extraordinarily soft in addition to being eye-catching, not so aggressive.
Like peonies. Beautiful, but pure.
Compared with the beauty that Jiang Zhuo loves so much, Jiang Qian can't get it at all. He didn't understand how after two years, his father and elder brother had everything they wanted for this little thing. Seeing this posture, it seemed that they wanted to put her above the real treasure. Could it be that they wanted to treat fish eyes as pearls
This is also the situation that Qing Huan deliberately formed. The harder she tried to get close to Jiang Zhuo and Jiang Jin, the more she deliberately provoked Jiang Qian's unhappiness and anger. It can be said that not only did she not get close to Jiang Qian in the past two years, she even went out of her way to stimulate his fragile nerves. If these three men all like her, then the confrontation between her and Miss Jiang's family will only bring embarrassment to them. And if there were strong objections before that...
It's like a case in the psychology book Mo Ze found for her. If someone keeps pointing and making irresponsible remarks in front of your eyes about things that you don’t like that much, you will feel more rebellious. You don't like it do you? Then I'd rather like it.
The more Jiang Qian objected, the more Jiang Zhuo and Jiang Jin couldn't do without her. At that time, Qing Huan really wanted to know, compared with a son's objection, the life of a precious daughter, and a woman he liked, how could Jiang Which one will I choose.
When he saw Jiang Zhuo going downstairs with Qing Huan on his back, Jiang Qian, who was gracefully putting fried eggs into his mouth, frowned slightly: "Yuan'er, you are not young anymore, you shouldn't cling to your father like this anymore."
After hearing this, before Jiang Yan said anything, he felt the little guy on his back tremble slightly, and then he was about to struggle to get off him. He got annoyed, and said sharply: "Be good!" If he fell from above, it would be no joke. Hei Mou glanced at Jiang Qian, not only displeased with what Jiang Qian said, but also dissatisfied because Qing Huan listened to Jiang Qian's words like this. The two emotions were intertwined, and Jiang Qian was the one to blame in the end.
The one on his back has been petted by him for two years. Although Jiang Qian is his son, the relationship between father and son is actually not that close. If there is no daughter, they are nodding acquaintances at best. "Speak well, don't scare Yuan'er."
Jiang Qian raised his head and sneered. This girl's face has been pale and sick for ten years, so what can she do even if she is frightened? Father cherishes her so much, does Wan'er still exist in his heart? "If you are so timid, do you belong to the mouse?"
The malicious sarcasm made Qing Huan a little embarrassed, but she pursed her lips and said in a soft voice, "It's a rabbit."
Jiang Zhuo smiled lightly, and Jiang Jin drank the last sip of coffee, and said, "Okay, don't bully Yuan'er, Yuan'er, come to Big Brother."
So as soon as Qing Huan's feet touched the ground, she stepped on the little rabbit slippers and ran towards Jiang Jin's arms. Given that she kisses and hugs her every now and then, Jiang Jin is already used to having close physical contact with her. Over time, it will naturally fall in love. He has a gentle personality, but he is no less cold than Jiang Zhuo. It can be said that he is the first person in the Jiang family who is ascetic.
Jiang Zhuo suddenly felt empty in his arms. It's not like he hadn't seen Qing Huan getting close to Jiang Jin before, but now, he suddenly felt a little stuffy in his heart. After a long while, he smiled and called Qing Huan: "Come here and have breakfast, or you will complain of stomachache again in a while."
Jiang Jin signaled the servant to bring Qing Huan's breakfast to her side: "I'll feed her."
The ruddy mouth, the pink tongue, the delicate inner wall of the mouth, when she took a bite of bacon, the little cheeks bulged up and down, very cute. Unknowingly, Jiang Jin became addicted to feeding, mouthful after mouthful, until Qing Huan rubbed her belly and moaned: "Big, big brother, no, don't eat..." As she spoke, there were tears in her eyes.
Mo Ze, who has witnessed everything, said, Master, you will soon win an Oscar, what a rogue!
Before Jiang Jin could ask what's the matter, Jiang Zhuo's face turned cold: "You feed too much!" It's not raising rabbits, this is a living person!
If Qing Huan found out what he was thinking at the moment, she would definitely ask sarcastically, now that you think of him as a human being, why didn't you think of this when you adopted him before? Of course, she is still very delicate now, clutching her stomach and feeling uncomfortable, her face turned pale, she grabbed Jiang Jin's hand and acted like a baby: "Brother...Knead."
The warm palm was pressed against the round belly, as if it really got better. Jiang Jin rubbed Qing Huan in this position, and as she rubbed, she couldn't help but feel guilty again. Thinking about it, she is small, she is small, and she has a small appetite. She usually eats a bird's food for breakfast, and he is indeed feeding too much.
Leaving aside Jiang Zhuo's inner discomfort, Jiang Qian looked at this scene with cold eyes, and felt it was particularly dazzling for some reason. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Qing Huan looking at him timidly, and stared back unceremoniously. When she stopped looking at herself, she felt a little lost. soy Mujer! Relying on her father and elder brother loving her, she is almost going to heaven! You know how to be coquettish and crazy every day, but don't you know how to please yourself? !
Speaking of this, I have to once again admire Qing Huan's prophet. The main task Mo Ze gave was to win the heart of the man from the Jiang family. Jiang Qian is naturally also a man from the Jiang family. She never thought of breaking up with him. It would be unsightly to make enemies. After comprehensively reading countless psychology books and various romance novels, Qing Huan also formulated a route to deal with Jiang Qian.
The more she likes someone, the more she wants to bully her, the more she ignores herself, the more she wants to fight against her. It's the same as when a little boy likes a certain little girl and he likes to pull her braids, it's the same reason.
Rubbing her stomach for a while still didn't improve, Qing Huan's face turned pale with pain, Jiang Jin was really anxious at the moment, so she hurriedly called the family doctor. Just as he was about to carry Qing Huan upstairs, Jiang Zhuo took a step ahead and looked at him coldly. Jiang Jin knew she was wrong, so she took a step back, still staring at Qing Huan eagerly, seeing the lingering sickness between her brows, her heart ached.
If it weren't for Wan'er's illness, she wouldn't have become like this. A strange feeling came to Jiang Jin's heart, but so far, he has no intention of letting Qing Huan go.
Of course not, if they don't want to poach her heart, how can she abuse their heart? She doesn't do thankless things, it's not out of sincere feelings, she accepts them effortlessly, but this doesn't prevent her from swiping Jiang Jin's guilt value again: "Brother... don't take it to heart, it's my fault, I know I can't eat it, so I should say..."
Jiang Zhuo shooed her: "Don't talk."
She obediently shut her mouth.