Chapter 245

"You can come back to Jiang's home with me today. I'll take you to see him."

Chang Huan wanted to lose it. She looked up at Jiang shaoxun and said, "where's Mr. Jiang?"

"What, Mr. Jiang? That's my grandfather. He's still in the hospital. He'll be discharged after a few days of observation. He's no longer in a bad condition. You don't have to worry about it. "

It's ok if there's nothing serious. Chang Huan breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Jiang, if you really want me to see you, you don't want me to go to Jiang's house to see you, but you will bring you here, but you don't have it."

"If you leave song Mianmian alone at home and she knows that you come to me, she will be jealous."

Chang Huan mentions song Mianmian, which makes Jiang shaoxun confused. In the past, song Mianmian had to stay by his side to be at ease, but today, she would rather be alone than alone.

Jiang shaoxun hugged Chang Huan and said with a good temper, "Song Mianmian and I have nothing. Don't think about it. I've found out how the poison of that bag of tea came from. I can give you back your innocence. Don't make trouble, OK?"

She is not uncomfortable at all. While Jiang shaoxun and song Mianmian are sleeping together for one night, he comes here to say these words to her.

Jiang shaoxun's mother's dubious eyes, when the police took her away, made her sad.

Chang Huan pushed away Jiang shaoxun. "It's very late. Go back. The truth doesn't matter anymore."

Hearing Changhuan's dispirited words, Jiang shaoxun straightens Changhuan's body and makes her face her. It doesn't work. He doesn't even want to prove his innocence. He looks at Changhuan steadily: "Huanhuan, you who don't explain yourself don't look like the one I know."

"What kind of me is I?"

Chang Huan pulls his hand off his body, but sees the watch on his wrist. It's not the gift she gave him at the beginning, but he always wears it on his hand.

She showed sour eyes and pointed the watch in Jiang shaoxun's hand: "Mr. Jiang, it's very late. Please go back, OK?"

This is the second time she said this to him. Jiang shaoxun's eyes locked on Changhuan. A moment later, he picked Changhuan up and threw Changhuan into the car.

"I haven't had dinner yet. You can have dinner with me."

Jiang shaoxun for her to find the evidence of innocence, the result is the little girl's ungrateful, a little resentment in the heart, but Jiang shaoxun still keep calm.

The car door was locked, and Chang Huan looked at Jiang shaoxun angrily. What's the difference between his behavior and overlord's bowing?

"You put me out of the car."

"Don't make a fuss," Jiang shaoxun said

For him, it seems that nothing has happened, but for Changhuan, what happened during this period has hurt her heart. She turns to look out of the window and sulks alone.

"Go to dinner with Cheng Qiqi today?"

Chang Huan didn't answer. Jiang shaoxun took a look at her. She was so cute that he couldn't help holding her. He drove with one hand, but he held Chang Huan's hand in his hand.

Chang Huan stares at him and holds his hand. He pulls it hard: "Mr. Jiang, please drive carefully, OK?"

"I'm serious."

Changhuan's hand is very cold. Jiang shaoxun warms her little hand with his own, and he drives the car very slowly: "Huanhuan, I won't go back to Shen's tonight, OK?"

He has been used to sleeping with her every day. During this period, he is lying alone in the empty bed, tossing and turning, and can't sleep. His sleep quality is not very good these days, but Jiang shaoxun won't tell Chang Huan about these things.

"Mr. Jiang..."

Chang Huan's words have not finished, Jiang shaoxun a brake, Chang Huan's words are all in the stomach, she looked at Jiang shaoxun discontentedly, at the same time feel he hold her hand in tightening.

"Call me what?"

Jiang shaoxunyin's angry voice rang out in the narrow car. Changhuan looked at him wrongly. People had to bow their heads under the eaves. She forbeared. She reluctantly called out: "fourth brother."

Jiang shaoxun thin lips this just slightly raised a perfect radian, he stroked Changhuan's hair: "good."

Caressing her head is like caressing a dog. Changhuan pats off his hand and looks at him discontentedly. This evening, Changhuan doesn't know how many times she pats Jiang shaoxun's hand.

Jiang shaoxun takes Chang Huan back to Jiang's home. Chang Huan looks at the familiar place and reveals his uneasiness. Jiang shaoxun seems to see that Chang Huan is afraid of something. He says in a low voice: "my parents have gone abroad, but I have to lose them at home."

Changhuan looks at Jiang shaoxun in surprise. No wonder he will bring himself back here. It turns out that it's because the elders are not here.

As the car drove into the garage, Jiang shaoxun took Chang Huan by the hand and walked into the house: "I'm hungry. Give me a bowl of noodles."

Chang Huan was full of words to say, but he took a look at Jiang shaoxun. At last, he just complained and said, "I'm not a nanny."

"You're not my nanny, you're my wife. My husband is hungry. Shouldn't you be a wife to fill his stomach?" After Jiang shaoxun finished, he seemed to think of something. He looked at Changhuan with a smile. "It can't meet my physiological needs. At least don't make me hungry, right? Huanhuan?"

"Physiological needs, find your song Mianmian." Chang Huan pushes away the unruly Jiang shaoxun and goes to the kitchen.

"Huanhuan, I've been doing this for a long time. How can you be so jealous now? Vinegar can

Changhuan is puzzled, but doesn't ask much. Jiang shaoxun asks her to make a note, so she puts down noodles. She is busy in the kitchen, and Jiang shaoxun suddenly hugs Changhuan from behind.

Changhuan seems to be scared, looking back at Jiang shaoxun in surprise.

Jiang shaoxun frowned. He saw that Chang Huan had played this picture in a TV play. Just now he wanted to implement it. But why is Chang Huan's performance so wrong? Shouldn't he be coy?

"Fourth brother, what are you doing?"

Jiang shaoxun naturally replied: "hold you."

"But I'm cooking noodles."

"You cook yours and I hold mine. It doesn't conflict."

Changhuan picks up the noodles. Jiang shaoxun's hand is always on her waist. If there is no song Mianmian, maybe Changhuan will like his action, but he still has song Mianmian. Changhuan quietly cooks a bowl of noodles for Jiang shaoxun.

Looking at the ingredients Chang Huan added to him, Jiang shaoxun said with a smile, "Huan Huan, you say you want me to leave, but you still love me in your heart."