Chapter 198

The husband told his little wife before he left, and he still wore the watch she gave him. Every detail made Changhuan's heart throb. She put her hand around his neck and kissed his thin, cool lips with her red lips.

The sweet smell is full of them. She even boldly breaks in. Jiang shaoxun takes a breath and presses her on the seat. Chang Huan can't help but murmur. He once said in the office that he wants to love her in all kinds of places. Does this place count.

She was so shy that she melted into his arms, but at the most critical moment, Jiang shaoxun didn't go any further.

Changhuan opened his blurred eyes, gasping for breath, he pinched Changhuan's nose: "goblin."

After that, he released Chang Huan and arranged her messy clothes and hair for her. He told himself to restrain himself. Although there were other ways to relieve his clamour, his little woman was so shy that she had to wait and not act too hastily.

"Why?" Chang Huan asked

Why don't you touch her.

Jiang shaoxun laughs and pulls his collar with one hand. His action is slightly demonic: "if you don't want to get out of bed today, I'm willing to accompany you."

Hearing this, Chang Huan shook his head like a rattle. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No

As long as he didn't dislike her, Jiang shaoxun got off the plane and watched the plane take off. Fortunately, she hasn't found her miscarriage until now. He didn't touch her, and she didn't know what she would think.

When time goes by, he will satisfy her well.

When Changhuan returns to the production team, the people in the production team treat her very well. Some female employees come to her to learn from her and ask why she and Jiang shaoxun quarreled so fiercely in the production team at that time. When they go back, they can make Jiang shaoxun kneel on the washboard.

Such a big boss would listen to Nie Changhuan at home.

On this issue, Chang Huan had to smile and perfunctory.

Changhuan takes the gift box and goes to Cheng Qiqi's rest room. Cheng Qiqi is sitting alone on the table and remembering things. When he sees Changhuan coming, he puts down his pen and looks happy for a moment: "Changhuan."

Chang Huan looked at his wrist. The hand that Jiang shaoxun held that day should be good.

She put the gift box on his desk. The gift box was some special products that Changhuan asked Zhao Jie to buy. She didn't know what it was: "Mr. Cheng, I'm really sorry last time."

Even if Changhuan didn't say what he was sorry for, Cheng Qiqi also knew that she was talking about his hand. He warmly laughed at Changhuan: "I'm ok. Are you ok?"

"Thank you for your concern." Chang Huan looked down from his bag, took out an invitation and handed it to Cheng Qiqi, "my son's birthday party, there will be many people present at that time, I hope you will."

After Cheng Qiqi receives the invitation, Chang Huan thinks that there is nothing wrong with it, and then leaves. Jiang shaoxun is more jealous. She still seldom stays under the same roof with other men for too long.

Cheng Qiqi looks at Chang Huan's back and holds the invitation card in his hand. The Jiang family is one of the best. Those who can be invited into the Jiang family are people who are either rich or noble. Is Chang Huan sending this to him to make up for Jiang shaoxun's wrist injury.

He has always been devoted to acting and seldom goes to any party, but it's a birthday party for him. He likes children, and the invitation is given by Chang Huan. He keeps the invitation and goes to the party once in a while, so why not.

Fortunately, after Changhuan came back from her sick leave, she was in perfect condition. She couldn't see that she had a miscarriage. Of course, few people knew that Changhuan had a miscarriage.

Sister Zhao knows that, so she takes good care of Changhuan. The source of Changhuan's films and the endorsements of advertisers keep coming, but she never gives Changhuan any more jobs because Changhuan needs more rest.

At the end of every day, Changhuan looks for the ring Jiang shaoxun lost in her room, but she almost goes through the whole room and finds it nowhere.

As soon as she entered Changhuan's lounge, she saw her lying on the ground, as if she was looking for something: "Changhuan, what are you looking for?"

Chang Huan handed her hand to Zhao Jie to see, and Wen Sheng replied, "I'm looking for such a ring."

Sister Zhao carefully looked at the ring in Changhuan's hand, and then shook her head: "I haven't seen it."

He quarreled with Jiang shaoxun that day. She just sat on the bed and wanted to take his ring out of her hand. But she clearly remembered that when the ring was half drawn, he held her hand. How did it fall off? Did it fall off in other places?

If you can't find his ring, it's only the ring in her hand. Isn't it lonely and incomplete.

Changhuan sits on the bed feebly. On the day she comes back, Jiang shaoxun has looked for it all but failed to find it. She covers her face with regret and falls on the bed. She hates why she can't sit down peacefully and have a good talk with him.

Looking at the ring like that, sister Zhao would never think that it was Nie Changhuan's and Jiang shaoxun's wedding ring, because the style looked too monotonous. She comforted: "don't be sad. If the ring is gone, just buy another one."

Changhuan stretched out her palm. She asked the jewelry store about the ring. There is only one pair that is unique. If it falls off, it's gone. It's really a bad omen.

"Changhuan, in a few more days, we can go back to shoot the rest of the show, and we don't have to be so far away from Chengdu." Zhao Jie put the hot milk in Chang Huan's hand, "after drinking this, you can have a rest early."

"Well, thank you, sister Zhao."

After sister Zhao left, Changhuan's door was knocked again. Who is so late.

"Come in, please."

It's mu silei who pushes the door open. These days, their main actors are either going back to their rooms after filming or after the play. Chang Huan doesn't have any personal contact with mu silei.

Mu silei's tone was as arrogant as ever: "Hey, I ask you, did you take an invitation to Qiqi?"

Chang Huan smiles and says in a friendly voice: "my name is not hello. I have a name and a surname. My name is Nie Chang Huan. Will Nie Chang Huan read it? Come on, read it with me."

Mu silei's tense expression, caused by Nie Changhuan's disturbance, couldn't hold back a little radian on her lips, but after all, she was a professional actor, and soon her smile stopped.

She stretched out a hand to Chang Huan: "I want an invitation, too."

Chang Huan picked her eyebrows and looked at her with a smile.

"Why do you look at me like this? For the sake of our cooperation, I want one too." Mu silei was very tough, but she was embarrassed to ask for something like this.