Chapter 95

"But..." when the housekeeper thought of that, he had to shake his head and sigh, and didn't persuade him any more.

When they arrived at the villa, they found that Jiang shaoxun left after he came back. They blocked Jiang shaoxun in the company, but they didn't stop him, and they didn't see him when they went home.

"Master, this..." the housekeeper guessed that the young master probably came to hide from the master.

"What was the name of the girl last time?" Jiang Zhenhai didn't remember all of a sudden.

Housekeeper reminds: "Nie Changhuan."

"Look for her. Shaoxun must be with her."

Changhuan tidies up the sanitation of the apartment. Just as she is making a nutritious meal for DIU, the doorbell rings suddenly.

This kind of doorbell makes Changhuan feel like a nightmare. At the beginning, Lu Xiangyuan had to ring the doorbell every day to harass her, which made her almost crazy.

She wiped her hands and went out. She saw the man standing outside the door from the cat's eye. Through the door, she could feel his threatening momentum.

Her heart suddenly a tight, she dodged him, he just want to come to her, still hesitant to open the door, the door rang out Jiang shaoxun cold as frost voice.

"Open the door."

The only two words had already revealed his great anger at the moment. It seemed that if Changhuan didn't open the door, he would screw her head off.

Chang Huan involuntarily touched his neck, or honestly opened the door, Jiang shaoxun safely stood outside the door, eyes from top to bottom looked over, standing in front of him, as if all the thoughts are invisible.

Changhuan withstood the heavy pressure he brought, as if nothing had happened, smiling tenderly: "fourth brother, how did you come?"

"Nie Changhuan."

He gave a deep cry. Changhuan's neck was cold, so she had to face him with a smile. Except for a smile, she didn't know what expression to face him with.

It was this face that made him love and hate. Every time he felt that he wanted to catch something, but she turned around smartly. Every time, she let him jump on the air. Jiang shaoxun gritted his teeth: "don't you invite me in?"

Long Huan fingers clench the doorknob, drooping eyes to make way for a way.

Jiang shaoxun didn't miss her little action. He approached her, and Chang Huan could retreat. When he retreated to the door, there was no way back.

Man's breath wrapped her, she was so petite, petite as if one hand can encircle her, his hot big palm hooped her waist, across the thin clothes, the place touched by layers of shudder.

Chang Huan's small hand was pressed on his chest, trying to push him away, but Jiang shaoxun tightened his arm. There was no air between them, and her softness was close to him.

There was a time when she cooperated enthusiastically. At the thought of her beauty, Jiang shaoxun felt that some place was tense and painful.

"Mommy, I've already taken a bath."

DIU DIU's voice suddenly awakens Changhuan from the beautiful atmosphere. She pushes Jiang shaoxun away and arranges her messy clothes.

DIU DIU is wearing a bathrobe. As soon as he sees Jiang shaoxun, he runs over and plunges into Jiang shaoxun's arms: "uncle, you finally come here. DIU DIU has been waiting for you for a long time."

Such a scene is like the scene when he comes back to the villa after work every day.

Accumulated to the maximum anger value seems to be in a flash into a bubble, Jiang Xiao Hung's chill facial expression eased a little.

His tall body squatted in front of him. He saw that his eyes were red and swollen like peaches, and there were tears on his face after crying: "how did you cry?"

He wants to reach out to wipe away the tears of Diao, but Diao is surprised and shouts out: "uncle, how are you hurt?"

Chang Huan takes a look at Jiang shaoxun's hand. She bandages him well. It's covered with blood.

She sighed, heart or soft down, did not say a word, but took the initiative to seize Jiang shaoxun's wrist, led him into the room.

There are women and children. Although the house is a little smaller and much more shabby than the villa, it seems to heal Jiang shaoxun's lonely heart.

Jiang shaoxun suddenly found that he was greedy for such a family atmosphere. He frowned and stopped, but Chang Huan just grabbed his hand.

"Uncle, why are you hurt? It must be very painful. I'll give it to you and it won't hurt after blowing. " Throw throw finish saying, there is a kind of mold toward Jiang shaoxun palm wound blow blow, "uncle, so don't hurt it."

Jiang shaoxun put him in his arms and said with a smile, "it doesn't hurt."

Changhuan holds scissors to cut the bandage stained with blood. The wound is deeper than it looks in the afternoon. Her willow eyebrows stand upright. Her clear eyes seem to be shooting fire: "is it fun?"

Jiang shaoxun was stunned.

Seeing Jiang shaoxun's appearance, Chang Huan is angry. But she doesn't know how to blame Jiang shaoxun, so she can only shift her goal to diaodiao: "diaodiao, uncle doesn't care for himself on purpose. He hurts his hand on purpose. Curse him quickly."

Chang Huan added one more sentence in his heart: he also said that he would send you to other families and scold him to death.

When Didou heard this, he immediately stiffened his face, but his voice was full of seriousness: "uncle, do you really hurt your hand on purpose?"

When did Jiang shaoxun get to the point of being educated by a child?

But he can't get angry. He even thinks Changhuan's appearance is cute.

It seemed that he thought of something and suddenly realized: "no wonder Huanhuan said that he would not live in his uncle's house. It turned out that Huanhuan was angry with his uncle and hurt himself."

"Uncle, don't hurt your hand next time. This wound will hurt you. Huanhuan will hurt you even more. I also saw her cry."

Cry... Cry?

Changhuan's mouth twitched. Hello, her dear son, she didn't sell her like this.

Jiang shaoxun Yang lips a smile, smile evil spirit: "you cry?"

Chang Huan grinds his teeth and answers, "no," without even thinking about it

"But Huanhuan, I saw you wipe your tears when you were cooking."

"It's smoked."

Chang Huan's self denial is too cute. Jiang shaoxun covers her eyes with his uninjured hand, takes Chang Huan's neck with his arm, holds her lips accurately, kisses Fang Ze, and mends the broken kiss.

He put his little hand on the back of Jiang shaoxun's hand and asked, "uncle, why do you cover my eyes? I'm going to be out of sight! "

Changhuan's Qi and blood surged up. She widened her eyes and subconsciously bit Jiang shaoxun. A touch of fishy sweetness overflowed in her mouth. He didn't seem to know the pain. She didn't want to let go of the shackles until her lips were red and swollen.

Changhuan's face was red to the point of bleeding. She lowered her head and pinched Jiang shaoxun's wound when she did the last bandage for him.

Jiang shaoxun immediately hissed, this little woman is really cruel.

Jiang shaoxun put down his hand, and his eyes were liberated from the darkness. He rubbed his eyes and said wrongly, "uncle, why do you cover my eyes?"