"Qianqian, you are so brave, aren't you afraid that Brother Jiang Liu will settle the score with you?"

After seeing off Song Xiaoshan, he made an appointment with his sister-in-law who was watching a movie together and arranged for the driver to send the things back first. Thinking of Wen Qianqian's previous behavior, Zhu Fengfeng always felt uneasy.

"Don't worry, Master Jiang Liu will only thank me. This is an epoch-making progress... I'll leave, hurry up, my brother is coming to grab people again later."

"I'll send a text message to your elder brother first."

"I can't stand you. How old are the children? They are still like a passionate love period. Are you sticky?"

"This is a fine tradition in our family. We are here wherever we are. My parents often feed dog food to their sons and daughters-in-law. My second uncle and second aunt are in a good mood, so they can still eat French-style mouths... cough cough."

I accidentally let it go.

She had really been unintentionally before. When she went to the small garden, she accidentally ran into her second uncle and second aunt. She was so lingering... Cough cough.

"No, right? You peek at your second uncle and second aunt's room... Um..."

"Auntie, I bumped into it by accident. Can you stop talking nonsense?"

This is at the entrance of the cinema. She wanted to yell that everyone knew that Mrs. Wen had a quirk, so she peeked at the elders' intimacy?

"Okay, okay, I know, your family is all gods."

...

Without the little girl waiting at home, Wen Jing simply worked overtime at the company and waited for Zhu Fengfeng and his friends to finish the movie and went straight to pick up the person.

"This is the order...Brother, please take me a ride. Don't worry, just let me go to the intersection..."

"Just go on."

"..." Wen Qianqian quickly made a zipper, and her desire to survive was also very strong.

"Today, Brother Jiang Liu went shopping with Professor Song. Professor Song also bought clothes for Brother Jiang Liu, the full set of ones. I think we can prepare gifts."

"Little bad guy, what did you do?"

"What can I do? Is it wrong to give her some advice when she was choosing?"

"No, as long as you are happy, what did you buy today?"

"My son's sneakers are small again, Nuannuan is going to run for sex. Each of them bought a pair of sneakers. I bought a scarf. It's the same as your tie. The driver has already sent it back first."

"Well, are you tired? Take a break first and call you when you get home."

"..." Why didn't she just think about driving and getting a car? Isn't it good to live?

Also, Mrs. Wen, do you need to report every detail when you go out for a walk and buy something? Do you have the final say in the promised family? What about the promised head of the family?

"At this time, I'll walk over by myself, and take my children here the weekend after tomorrow."

"...I understand." She was just polite. Unexpectedly, Wen Jing actually put her at the intersection. Hey, at this late night, let her walk back by herself. Is Wen Jing still a man?! It really should be let Su Fengfeng see it!

Wen Qianqian returned with anger in her breath, forgetting what happened in the mall today.

Besides, Song Xiaoshan followed Jiang Zuo back. She was a little tired from shopping today. After dinner, she went back to her room early to take a shower and prepare to go to bed.

In the next room, Jiang Zuo looked at the clothes placed on Guangmu and happened to see a light purple color coming out of a white shopping bag, or gauze, which was definitely not for him.

"Xiaoxiao, your stuff has landed on me, I'm in..."

No one was talking in the room. Jiang Zuo pushed the wheelchair in and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and his throat slid unconsciously.

"Ah... why are you here!" Just as I was busy taking my pajamas, Song Xiaoshan pushed open the frosted glass door, and was startled by the person in front of me. She quickly retreated and pushed the door with a bang.

"Sorry, your stuff has landed here. Seeing that the lights in your room are on, I'll send it to you."

When he was talking, his rough fingertips unconsciously grind the armrests of the wheelchair, and only he knew the expression in his eyes.

"Clothes? You stuff them in, don't look at them!"

"good."

"Are you okay?" The slimmering voice inside was a slight provocation to him. The big hand holding on the handrail tried to stand up several times, but he was suppressed by his astonishing self-control.

"I, I want to wash for a while, you, go out." This is not a dress at all. Did Miss Wen take it wrong?

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?" The woman's breath was annoyed, making Jiang Zuo unable to leave with peace of mind.

"I'm fine, you go back first, I'm going to sleep."

"Okay." Then, a few minutes later, Jiang Zuo saw the grand scene he had never seen before.

"You..." Didn't you leave?

"Very beautiful." The thin materials, magnificent colors, and styles that make people's blood swell up all attract men's attention.

"Ah...No viewing!" What should I do?

"Don't cover it, it's really beautiful." He is no longer a man if he can still sit there.

"You, go back, you, can't..." His legs are not suitable for supporting the weight of the body now. Unfortunately, Song Xiaoshan doesn't understand men, and she doesn't understand some words that have multiple meanings.

"Is it OK? You have to try it before you know!"

"What are you going to do? Ah..." What does it feel like to be caught off guard by a strong adult man? Song Xiaoshan feels that her body is not her own.

"..." It's too embarrassing.

"You, go down..."

"Xiaoxiao, I can't move anymore." This is simply the most tragic thing in the world, no doubt about it.

"Then, I'll ask someone to come up and move you." With his neck tilted, Song Xiaoshan tried her best to ignore the head buried in Yuexiongkou, and her voice was trembling.

"No... Xiaoxiao can't feel it?"

"It feels? What does it feel?" The next second she couldn't speak.

She is not a really simple and ignorant little girl. What should have happened had happened at the beginning, but didn’t he say he didn’t feel anything anymore? How could he grow up?

"Xiaoxiao, I think I still have some help. Please help me and check it out, huh?"

"I, I, I..." If you really want to talk about the rank, even ten Song Xiaoshans can't beat Jiang Zuo. It's not necessary to question whether you are smeared with nothing.

only……

"How did this scar come from?" Jiang Zuo didn't think much about it, but unexpectedly, Song Xiaoshan suddenly collapsed, and said, "You are a mess" and pushed him away and crawled into the bathroom.

"?" When everything is ready, the east wind is gone, and Jiang Zuo is rarely dull.

But now is not the time when he is stunned. The slight sobs in the bathroom are like a nail, piercing into his heart. The pain is so dense that Jiang Zuo can't explain why.

"Stop crying, if you don't want it, don't want it. I won't force you, come out and rest."
Chapter completed!