"Well... Dad..." Qing Huan rubbed her eyes and pretended to have just woken up. All her expressions were extremely innocent, as if she didn't know what she was doing at all. Looking down along Jiang Yan's line of sight, seeing his chest exposed, he smiled: "Ah, the clothes are open."

After finishing speaking, Guangming Lei landed in front of Jiang Zhuo and put on his pajamas again. Jiang Yan watched those slender, white and tender hands grab the tie, and grasped it in a hoarse voice, "Dad help you tie it."

Qing Huan straightened her chest without pretentiousness. Jiang Yan held two thin straps. The straps were made of silk, but they were still too rough compared to her skin. The slender fingertips inadvertently crossed the top a little red, and Qing Huan's body trembled slightly and stepped back.

Unexpectedly sensitive... Jiang Yan's eyes deepened.

Teasing him, teasing him, teasing him, doesn't mean you have to give yourself to him now. For Qing Huan, it was not impossible to have a spring breeze with a handsome and outstanding man like Jiang Zhuo, but not now. There is a fundamental difference between getting what you want to eat immediately, and finally getting it after untold hardships. If Jiang Zhuo wants her, he must give more sincerity and energy.

After the pajamas were tied, Qing Huan hugged Jiang Zhuo's neck again, and said tenderly, "Dad carry me down."

Jiang Yan laughed: "How old are you, and you still pester your father."

"Well... it's going to be entangled for a lifetime." She rubbed Jiang Yan's neck with her tender little face. "Dad is carrying me."

Jiang Zhuo had never pinned her down. In fact, he also wanted to carry it. The little girl's body is soft, elastic, and tender. Who doesn't like it. But before going down, he has to get dressed first, he just wants to let the naughty little girl down, but he can't say anything, the little girl insists on sticking to him.

Don't look at Jiang Zhuo's helpless appearance, in fact, he likes Qing Huan in his heart. Not long after she was with Jiang Zhuo, Qinghuan felt his temperament all over, using the word she just learned to describe it, that is sullen. Indifferent on the outside, it seems that strangers should not enter, but in fact, he is very enthusiastic. 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. For the past two years, Qing Huan and Jiang Zhuo have been getting along day and night, just keep a dog, and the relationship should be deepened by now.

Qing Huan has never raised a dog, but this does not prevent the dog from developing feelings for her.

Qing Huan was very cooperative when she stretched her arms and kicked her legs, acting like a Barbie doll and doing her best. Since she had a good relationship with Jiang Zhuo, it has been a long time since she wore those exaggerated princess dresses full of bows. Maybe Jiang Zhuo also saw that that kind of skirt was not suitable for her, and now the clothes Qinghuan wears very well.

A pure cotton knee-length white skirt is enough to show her clean temperament and sweet smile vividly. Even if they don't like her, no one will be willing to say a stern word to her when they see such a girl. His jet-black hair was braided slantingly in a loose braid and hung on one shoulder—Jiang Zhuo was good at tying his hair now, and the centipede braid couldn't beat him.

It's really good-looking, and the whole body exudes the vitality and vitality of youth, that is, there is a lingering sickness between the eyebrows, and the lips are white, and there is no blood, but it also dilutes the slightly gorgeous appearance. The sense of aggression makes her beauty extra soft in addition to being dazzling, not so aggressive.

Like peony. Beautiful, but pure.

Compared with the beauty that Jiang Zhuo loves very much, Jiang Qian can't get it at all. He didn't understand how it took two years for his father and eldest brother to ask for something from this little thing. Looking at this posture, it was as if they wanted to put her above the real treasure. Is it to use fish eyes as pearls?

This is also a situation that Qing Huan deliberately formed. The more she tried to get close to Jiang Yan and Jiang Jin, the more she wanted to deliberately provoke Jiang Qian's displeasure and anger. It can be said that in the past two years, she not only did not get close to Jiang Qian, but also specially stimulated his fragile nerves. If these three men like her, then the duel between her and Miss Jiang's family will only bring them embarrassment. And if someone strongly opposes it before...

It was like a case from a psychology book that Mo Ze brought her. If you don't like things that much, if someone keeps pointing and making irresponsible remarks in front of your eyes, the more you will raise a kind of rebellious psychology. don't you like it? Then I'd prefer to like it.

The more Jiang Qian objected, the more Jiang Zhuo and Jiang Jin couldn't be separated from her. At that time, Qing Huan really wanted to know, the objection of a son, the life of a precious daughter, compared with a woman he liked, Jiang Huan really wanted to know. Which one will you choose?

When he saw Jiang Zhuo carrying Qing Huan downstairs, Jiang Qian, who was elegantly bringing the fried egg to his mouth, frowned slightly: "Yuan'er, you are not too young, you shouldn't stick to your father like this anymore."

After hearing this, before Jiang Yan said anything, he felt the little guy on his back shake slightly, and then he was about to struggle off him. He was annoyed and said sternly: "Be good!" It's not a joke if he falls from above. Black eyes glanced at Jiang Qian, not only displeased by Jiang Qian's words, but also dissatisfied because Qing Huan listened to Jiang Qian's words like this. The two emotions are intertwined, and it is naturally Jiang Qian who is to blame in the end.

He has been fond of him for two years on his back. Although Jiang Qian is his son, the relationship between father and son is actually not that close. Without the presence of their daughter, they would at most be a nodding acquaintance. "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, even if she is scared, what can she do? Father cherishes her so much, does Wan'er still exist in his heart? "You are so timid, do you belong to a mouse?"

The malicious sarcasm made Qing Huan a little embarrassed, but she pursed her lips and said softly, "It's a rabbit."

Jiang Zhuo chuckled, Jiang Jin finished the last sip of coffee, and said, "Okay, don't bully Yuan'er, Yuan'er, come to eldest brother."

So Qing Huan stepped on the bunny slippers and ran towards Jiang Jin's arms as soon as her feet touched the ground. Given that she is always kissing and hugging, Jiang Jin is now used to having close physical contact with her. As time goes by, it will come naturally. 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 has few desires.

Jiang Yan suddenly felt that his arms were empty. It was not that he had never seen Qing Huan getting close to Jiang Jin in the past, but now, he suddenly felt a little panic in his heart. After a long while, he smiled and shouted Qing Huan: "Come over for breakfast, or you will have a stomachache in a while."

Jiang Jin motioned for the servant to bring Qing Huan's breakfast to him: "I'll feed her."

The ruddy mouth, the pink tongue, and the delicate inner wall of the mouth, when she took a bite of bacon, her little cheeks swelled, which was extraordinarily cute. Before he knew it, Jiang Jin became addicted to feeding, one bite after another, until Qing Huan rubbed her belly and groaned: "Big, big brother, no, don't eat..." Tears came to her eyes. .

Mo Ze, who witnessed everything, said, Master, you will soon be able to win the Oscar, what a thief!

Jiang Jin didn't have time to ask what was the matter, but Jiang Yan's face became cold: "You are feeding too much!" It's not a rabbit, this is a living person!

If Qing Huan found out what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely ask sarcastically, "Dare you remember that someone is a human now, why didn't you think of this when you adopted someone back to dig your heart?" 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 spoiled child: "Big brother... rub it."

The warm palm was against the chubby belly, as if it was really a little better. Jiang Jin rubbed Qing Huan in this posture, and while rubbing, he couldn't help feeling guilty again. Thinking about it, she is small and small, and she has a small appetite. She usually eats breakfast for small birds, and he really fed too much.

Leaving aside Jiang Yan's unhappiness, Jiang Qian looked at this scene coldly, and somehow felt particularly dazzling. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qing Huan looking at him timidly, and stared back unceremoniously. When she stopped looking at herself, she felt a little lost in her heart. soy Mujer! Relying on her father and eldest brother to love her, she is almost going to heaven! You know how to act like a spoiled child every day, but don't you know how to please yourself? !

Having said that, I can't help but once again praise Qing Huan's prophet of uncertainty. The main task Mo Ze gave was to win the heart of the Jiang family's man. Jiang Qian was naturally also the Jiang family's man. She never thought of breaking up with him, and it would not be beautiful if she really made an enemy. After comprehensively reading countless books on psychology and various romance novels, Qing Huan also formulated a route to take care of Jiang Qian.

The more she likes someone, the more she wants to bully her, the more she ignores herself, the more she wants to oppose her. It's the same reason that a little boy likes a little girl and likes to pull people's braids.

After rubbing her stomach for a while, she still didn't see any improvement. Qing Huan's face turned pale with pain. Jiang Jin was really in a hurry at this moment, so she quickly 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 that he was wrong, so he took a step back, still staring at Qing Huan, and his heart ached when he saw the sickness that could not go away from her brows.

If it wasn't for Wan'er's illness, she wouldn't be like this. There was a strange feeling in Jiang Jin's heart, but so far, he has no intention of letting go of Qing Huan.

Of course not, if they didn't want to dig her heart, how could she abuse their hearts? She doesn't do thankless things, it's not out of sincere feelings, she accepts them effortlessly, but it doesn't prevent her from brushing Jiang Jin's guilt value again: "Brother... don't take it to heart, it's my fault. , I know I can't eat it, I should say..."

Jiang Yan booed her: "Don't talk."

She obediently shut her mouth.