Chapter 183

Most of the photos in the album are taken by Jiang shaoxun alone, only a few of them are photos of him and his best friend. From the photos, we can see that Gong Ze was very naughty when he was a child, and Changhuan is not familiar with the rest of the children.

She wanted to know who the Jiang family were, but she couldn't get it from the photos.

Among these photos, there is a picture of Jiang shaoxun wearing a skirt that Didou once said. He has a cold face and is surrounded by a group of girls.

Wearing a skirt, he was surrounded by girls, but there was no sense of disobedience, which made Chang Huan never tire of seeing it, and even interesting. She also wanted to take a picture of her skirt, so that she could see the picture of her childhood with her daughter-in-law.

At the thought of this, Chang Huan chuckles again, and it will take a long time for him to marry his daughter-in-law.

Aware that someone is pushing the door in, Chang Huan looks up and sees that the door is like Jiang shaoxun. He looks at the setting of the room with a complicated look. If Chang Huan was not sitting on the bed, he would think he was in the wrong room.

Lace, pink, even the sheets are pink, the whole room is pink and white layout, his eyes twitching, such a layout for him, it is all kinds of mental pollution.

When Chang Huan saw Jiang shaoxun, her smile gradually faded from her face. When she saw him coming back, she didn't show much happiness.

Jiang shaoxun quickly takes his eyes back from such a polluted room. He stares at Changhuan. She looks light, takes him as the air, and ignores him. He pulls the corners of his mouth, trying to smile to face Changhuan.

Unexpectedly, Chang Huan glanced at him. When he saw the awkward smile on the corner of his mouth, he was stunned. Then he quickly closed the album, put it beside him, and then lay on the bed, pretending to have a rest.

Jiang shaoxun was dissatisfied. He walked over. When he passed the mirror, he saw a slightly ferocious smile on his lips and immediately returned to his usual cold posture.

He picked up Changhuan's photo album on the head of the bed and turned it over. All the photos were from his childhood. When she saw these photos, she would be so happy that she would laugh. Now he is standing in front of her, but she would rather not see them.

"I haven't got a picture yet?"

Mellow voice came from behind Changhuan. Changhuan didn't speak.

"I'll look for the ring. It's gone after you take it out. How can you compensate me?"

He sat on the bed and put his hand on Changhuan's shoulder. Changhuan didn't move. He wasn't sure who was in his heart. If the ring was gone, why should he look for it.

Seeing that Chang Huan ignored himself, Jiang shaoxun turned to the photo album and said slowly, "this is the first time that I won the first prize in painting. The paintings I drew when I was a child are much better than those I lost."

When he thought of the stone that didiao had given him, which was also painted with ugly pictures, Jiang shaoxun hated it, but secretly, when Changhuan went to film, he was in his own little dark room, processing, designing, and even wielding a knife. He wanted to turn the stone into a decadent magic. He just wanted to make a unique earring for Changhuan.

If song Mianmian doesn't come back, maybe he has already made the earrings.

Jiang shaoxun takes a look at Changhuan's small earlobe. She doesn't like to wear jewelry and doesn't know if she will like it.

He took back his eyes and continued to flip through the photo: "this photo was taken when I was three years old and the same age as Didou. On the first day of kindergarten, my mother gave me a skirt. No one in the class found that I was a boy."

There is such a thing, Changhuan curiosity was aroused, she turned her head, slowly put his head in the past, no wonder that photo, he was surrounded by so many girls.

Jiang shaoxun looked at her head. The radian of her lips was normal. His side face was in a mess. His slender fingers pointed to a picture and his voice was gentle: "this picture is my fifth birthday. This is Fu Ziyu. He is the oldest."

Changhuan looks at the boy in the photo. She is a little bit impressed, but not as deep as Miyazawa. Who let Miyazawa be ye Zhenzhen's boyfriend now.

Jiang shaoxun points to two fighting boys and introduces them to Chang Huan: "this is Gong Ze. This is Qin Jinyang. Qin Jinyang is the shortest one among us at that time. Gong Ze teases him all the time, so they fight."

Jiang shaoxun turned a page of photo album. In this photo, the fight between two people turned into three people. He laughed low: "the fight between Miyazawa and Qin Jinyang knocked over my toy, so I joined the fight."

Changhuan can feel the joy in the photos. The scene at that time must be very lively.

I didn't expect that Jiang shaoxun had a childish side when he was a child. No, in these photos, he was a child.

There are other people in the photo. Jiang shaoxun didn't introduce them. Chang Huan wanted to ask who they were, but he endured and didn't ask anything.

Zhang wanran gave a lot of photo albums, but Chang Huan didn't read them. She took the photos from Jiang shaoxun's hand and replaced them with one in his hand.

Jiang shaoxun flipped over, eyebrows PICK: "these are relatively large, are a teenager."

In those photos, at a glance, there were photos of him standing in the school to give a speech, and his handsome posture, big long legs and handsome side face in the basketball court when he was a student. Looking at the photos, Chang Huan wanted to go through the past and witness his handsome appearance with his own eyes.

In the past, he must have been liked by many girls. Besides song Mianmian, did he have any other women?

Changhuan is still thinking about this problem, and a picture appears in front of her. In that picture, there are a group of handsome teenagers and a young girl. Changhuan wants to see clearly, but Jiang shaoxun has turned a page.

She frowned. When she wanted to find out, she turned the page over and pointed to the figure of the slim girl in the picture.

"They were all children's playmates. Miyazawa ranked sixth. We all call him sixth." Jiang shaoxun suddenly, the corner of his lips, in Changhuan's ear gently opening, "want to know more? Just call me husband. "

Long Huan angry to Liu Mei upside down, reach out to his hands of the album closed, he likes to say, do not say pull, casually.

Jiang shaoxun put the album away, put her in his arms from behind Changhuan, and kissed her hair: "I'll tell you later, wife, can you change the layout of the room? Such a room layout is not conducive to my physical and mental development. "

He's not talking?

Did he forget what he did?

Chang Huan was wriggling, but he couldn't get rid of his arms. He said angrily, "no, I like it very much."