Chapter 42

Jiang shaoxun can't help humming: "do you think anyone dares to spread my gossip?"

Changhuan can't help but breathe out a breath. Naturally, no one dares to pass anything, but she does.

It must be said that everything is hard to listen to, and she can only bear it.

"Besides, since I have promised to be my woman, I will change my name later." Jiang shaoxun suddenly raised his hand and rubbed the top of Changhuan's hair: "boss, boss, it sounds like I'm hiding rules for you."

Chang Huan is not good at abdominal Fei, which is the hidden rule

But I dare not say that.

"What shall I call you, boss?" Chang Huan asked foolishly.

It's the boss again. Jiang shaoxun frowns and looks at Chang Huan. On Jun's face, there are two words of displeasure.

Changhuan's brain is spinning fast. She thinks of his friend who came to the hospital today, Gong Ze, who is usually dressed like a peacock. She has an idea and says weakly: "then I'll call you fourth brother in the future, OK?"

She heard the man call him that way.

From Chang Huan's mouth, the word "four elder brother" came out. It was soft, like something scratched on the top of his heart. Jiang shaoxun's face suddenly softened a little: "whatever you want."

His palm moved away from her head and stepped into the small building.

Long Huan looked at his back, can't help but toot his mouth, whatever she is, is this to shout or not to shout? Look at him, it should be... Acquiesced.

Fourth brother, fourth brother... It really sounds close.

Changhuan followed Jiang shaoxun into the house. The furnishings in the house were low-key but luxurious everywhere. Standing at the door, Changhuan did not dare to go in for a moment. The floor was covered with apricot white plush carpet, and she was reluctant to step on it.

The room is so big, I'm afraid her whole apartment is only the size of his bathroom.

Some time ago, Jiang shaoxun went to her home in the county town. Chang Huan was relieved to think of his disgusting expression when he came in. After all, his home and her home are just one day and one place.

Jiang shaoxun casually draped his coat on the sofa, reached for his tie and looked at Chang Huan standing at the door: "what are you doing at the door? Come in

Changhuan walked to the porch carefully, changed his shoes, stepped on the carpet barefoot, and didn't know where to put them.

Here is where she will live next, but no matter how luxurious, how intoxicating and nostalgic, it doesn't belong to her.

She is now Jiang shaoxun's canary. Maybe one day Jiang shaoxun is tired of her canary, and she will be swept out of the house immediately. Then, she looks at the other canaries pitifully and happily comes in

Changhuan heart suddenly sad up, she tried not to let their emotions exposed, but still can't help but sour nose.

"Come here." Jiang shaoxun sat on the sofa, long legs overlapping, posture leisurely open mouth.

Chang Huan took a deep breath and showed his trademark smile. His sprained ankle still hurt a little, but he walked slowly towards Jiang shaoxun.

Changhuan sat down beside Jiang shaoxun with her long hair down. She thought to herself: forget it, what do you want so much for? Even if one day Jiang shaoxun doesn't want to support her, it's just what she wants.

"What are you thinking?"

Jiang shaoxun's voice sounded low in Changhuan's ear. Changhuan twisted his clothes nervously with his fingers, but he looked up and winked at Jiang shaoxun playfully. He jokingly said, "I want to know how to serve you, the Great Gold Lord..."

Jiang shaoxun was stunned by her sudden appearance. Immediately, however, the corners of her lips were slightly pulled, and she burst out with a faint smile. It turned out that Nie Changhuan had such a vivid aspect besides her pathetic appearance.

"Which character is that?"

Changhuan to the finger, honest answer: "Nie Changhuan the character of this role."

This sentence made Jiang shaoxun laugh. He couldn't help reaching out and hooking Changhuan into his arms, bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the face.

Chang Huan looks at Jiang shaoxun, but thinks: he can laugh so happily. It seems that he likes this way of getting along.

Chang Huan is seriously considering whether to wear a mask to be Jiang shaoxun's favorite lover or to be himself? She didn't know what kind of lover he liked.

"As my woman, you don't have to think about how to serve me." Jiang shaoxun close to Changhuan, words with ambiguous, "meet me on the line."

Changhuan lowers her head, and the drooping green silk just covers the expression on her face. She smiles bitterly. She desperately considers how to make Jiang shaoxun like it, but the other party just likes her body. Yes, she is his lover after all.

No matter what she looks like, he won't care. Isn't that the body he wants?

Chang Huan said softly, "I'll protect myself well and try my best to satisfy you..."

Jiang shaoxun agreed and nodded. He really wanted to protect himself. He could not do this next time.

But Jiang shaoxun didn't say it yet. Chang Huan said: "and... During the contract period, I won't let you feel bad experience... I'll try my best to be a good lover..."

Jiang shaoxun's smile gradually faded, and her arm around Changhuan also slowly relaxed. She said it as if she was selling it. Although the fact is not much different, he didn't like to hear it.

Aware of Jiang shaoxun's mood suddenly become unhappy, long heart suddenly raised up, she is not where to make him unhappy?

Jiang shaoxun twisted his thick eyebrows. He took out his cigarette, caught it between his fingers, skillfully lit the fire, and then sent it to his mouth. The blue and white smoke curled up in the air. He turned his head and passed the cigarette between his fingers to Nie Changhuan

Changhuan looks at the cigarette Jiang shaoxun suddenly handed over. The sharp smell of cigarette is on the tip of her nose. She looks at Jiang shaoxun in a puzzled way and asks in a soft voice: "fourth brother?"

Jiang shaoxun said without expression: "take a sip."

Changhuan's fingers slowly curled up, fingertips twisted his clothes, the dark red spark on the cigarette seemed to burn her heart, the burned ashes were like her pale face.

The cigarette is burning slowly, and there are more and more ashes. But Jiang shaoxun's hand hasn't been taken back. Changhuan's sharp pain comes to her, and she's almost out of breath. If he likes this

Changhuan took a deep breath, raised a sweet smile, but the heart is dripping blood, she gently said: "good."

She reached for the cigarette in Jiang shaoxun's hand. When the two hands were handed over, the cigarette ash fell on her thigh skin, and there were still some sparks. In a moment, her skin became red, but Chang Huan seemed to be unconscious. She stiff her fingers and sent the cigarette to her mouth.