Chapter 205

Song Heng was full of persuasion, but in the end it became: "forget it, if you don't listen to my advice, you will suffer."

Song Heng took back his hand, took off his glasses and wiped it. When he saw Zhao Chengqin's face just now, he thought it was a little good-looking. He must have been stunned.

Zhao Chengqin "cuts" with indifference. Anyway, she thinks that the woman is not a good person, but it's a pity that Changhuan is still in the dark.

Changhuan went through a day's beauty project, as well as the process of trying on clothes and hairstyle. When she was with Zhang wanran, she had to keep a perfect smile all the time. She felt that her facial expression had become stiff, which was more tiring than filming.

Because he was tired during the day, after dinner, Chang Huan fell asleep in bed, but he couldn't sleep. Tomorrow is his birthday party. He was a little nervous.

Jiang shaoxun handles his own affairs, pushes open the bedroom door of Diao Diao, and sees Diao Diao sitting at his desk with a small desk lamp on. He is sitting upright, writing and drawing in his notebook.

He coughed a little, and didiao looked up from his diary and called out, "Daddy."

Jiang shaoxun booed Chang Huan and carried him away from his bed: "you sleep by yourself tonight."

"Good." I don't have any problem with it. Mommy is tired today. He's afraid that he won't be able to sleep at night and disturb Mommy.

Chang Huan feels that someone is holding her. She can't tell whether it's a dream or a reality, but Jiang shaoxun's breath is familiar. She adjusts a comfortable posture in his arms.

Jiang shaoxun took her back to his room and called out in a low voice: "Huanhuan."

Changhuan is tired, holding him, because in his arms, she can always sleep very comfortable.

But Jiang shaoxun couldn't sleep. He missed her very much. He thought wildly. His body was shouting wantonly all the time. He wanted to give her more time, but it was hard to bear it every day. Therefore, he had to use other ways to get rid of the agitation in his heart.

He grabs Changhuan's little hand. Changhuan whispers in the middle of a dream, as if to cooperate with him.

Chang Huan dreams that she is scrubbing a big chopstick. She always washes it. She feels that it's not clean. She also feels that the more she washes it, the dirtier it gets. Her hands are sour. When she's angry, she holds it hard. Jiang shaoxun hums and gives up his arms.

He held her, the tormenting goblin. If he didn't know she was asleep, he would think she was deliberately tormenting him.

At last, the forceful grip made him unable to recover. He got up and wiped her hand with a paper towel, and also wiped her hand with a hot towel. Chang Huan cried in the dream: "chopsticks, if you don't wash them, you'll lose them."

Jiang shaoxun's face darkened as soon as he heard it. Is it chopsticks?

Give her another day or two and let her know if he is chopsticks.

The night is long. Changhuan dreams that she is chased by chopsticks all night. The chopsticks suddenly become smaller and bigger, and even pressure her to escape. She doesn't sleep well, but she can't move at all when she wants to open her eyes.

When she woke up the next day, a light cyan appeared under her eyes.

The air was filled with a kind of unknown smell. Her eyebrows were slightly frowning. Jiang shaoxun had dressed up. He walked to the French window and pulled the curtain open.

Today's weather is very good, the soft sunshine outside the window suddenly burst in.

Chang Huan reached out to cover the sun, but found that her arm was very sour. She looked down at her palm. Why did she suddenly feel so sour?

What did she do last night?

Jiang shaoxun saw her holding the palm of her hand. He was a little embarrassed in the bottom of his eyes. He coughed softly: "did you sleep well last night?"

Chang Huan shook his head like a rattle, like a shell, and said all his dreams last night: "fourth brother, I dreamt a lot last night, no, it's so big. Yes, I dreamt that big chopsticks were chasing me last night."

What happened in the dream, she vaguely did not remember, only remember a chopstick.

Jiang shaoxun took a deep breath and kept a good smile

"Yes, I was scared to death."

If she knew what "chopsticks" she was holding last night, would she be more scared to death?

Suddenly want to do some mischief to her, Jiang shaoxun went to the bedside, took her hand over, put it on the lip, gently kiss it, vaguely whispered: "last night I had a dream, dream of someone holding my little brother."

Chang Huan suddenly opened his eyes, really?

"Some people do." Jiang shaoxun holding her hand, with her hand to do a swing up and down action, "mouth has been shouting not to wash chopsticks."

Chang Huan's face turns white. Jiang shaoxun says that she seems to know what the air is like. Did she have a dream last night

Changhuan's eyes went down, along Jiang shaoxun's blue tie, leaped over his narrow waist, and fell on the lower part of his belt. Her mind exploded with a crackle, and her head was covered with paste.

Jiang shaoxun looked at her reaction and her lips rose. It was really an interesting reaction.

Long Huan was stunned for a long time, then swallowed it difficultly, and asked tentatively slowly: "did I last night? That... This... "

She's so ashamed, she can't say it.

"Yes, you were so fierce last night that you almost broke your future happiness."

In her mind, she fell straight on the bed, lifted the quilt and covered her head. She hinted that she must be dreaming.

Jiang shaoxun seemed to hear her talking to himself. He held her in his arms across the quilt and gave a light smile: "if you want me to say it directly, how can I know you are thinking of me if you don't say it?"

After a pause, Jiang shaoxun added: "if you want to, just leave the banquet aside and let's have a good time in our world."

Chang Huan holds her red cheek. She doesn't want to think about him at all. How can he understand it like that and punch him across the quilt.

His hearty laughter came from outside the quilt. Chang Huan looked at his paws in the quilt incredulously. There was pain, but there was no smell of him on the palm. He should have washed them clean.

She lifted the quilt and looked at Jiang shaoxun angrily: "I was dreaming last night, not my own intention."

He dotes on ground to smile: "day has to think, night just Club dream, joyful, admit, you just miss me."

Changhuan grinds her teeth. She says that Jiang shaoxun can only lose one pillow. Then she escapes into the bathroom. When she brushes her teeth, she finds that she doesn't even have the strength to brush her teeth. Jiang shaoxun is really hateful.