Chapter 65
Jiang Li has always been gentle and quiet. At this time, he just sniffed and said wrongly: "my elder sister likes to rob my things since she was a child. In fact, I don't mind. Besides, everyone knows that she is the baby in my father's heart. I can give her anything from small to large. This time, Qi you After all, Qi you is the one I love. I really can't bear to let go of anything, but Qi you I really can't do it! "
The noble and gentle girl looks like she wants to cry. It seems that she has been wronged to the extreme.
She tightened Zhan Qiyou's arms and cherished her attachment.
Zhan Qiyou's mother couldn't help patting Jiang Li on the shoulder. "Xiao Li, you are wronged, but this matter Don't mention it later. Since your elder sister has no substantive relationship with Qiyou, now she married your second uncle and really became your elder. Later, Qiyou can avoid her.
Jiang Limei said with tears in her eyes, "but my aunt Qi you lives in the old house. My sister is always domineering and arrogant. We can't let Qi you and I hide from her every time. We didn't do anything wrong... "
Zhan Qiyou's mother is also in some trouble, looking at her husband who is always silent.
Zhan Ting's face was not good, and his tone was serious: "your second uncle only went back to the old house once in a few months. What's the matter with him? Can Jiang mianmianmianmian still show his power in our family all day? Everyone knows your second uncle's temper. He wants to protect the ginger cotton wool. His father can't move. What else can be said is that they are all children who don't make people worry! "
Jiang Li's face was embarrassed and he was too busy to talk.
Zhan Ting is her future father-in-law after all
What's more, Zhan Ting has always been silent. At this time, he even opened his mouth.
The meaning is very clear, Zhan Muqian's person, is the old chief also can't move.
Ginger cotton cotton, it's a beautiful move.
Jiang Li's face is soft, but her heart is more and more fierce.
Sooner or later, she is going to marry into Zhan's family, and she will die. Jiang mianmianmianmian will not be the elder for decades to come.
It's Zhan Muqian. I don't know how the mysterious Yama of the military region looked at Jiang mianmianmian.
Maybe it's a sleep addiction?
Jiang Li sneers at himself. As long as it's a man, there will be a day of boredom.
She doesn't believe that ginger cotton cotton cotton can be favored by this kind of man for more than half a year.
……
When it's time for dinner, Mian Mian takes a nap in Zhan Muqian's room.
The man looked at her, and guessed that she was probably unwilling to go downstairs to pretend to sleep and was too lazy to tear it down.
He ordered the kitchen to bring dinner, and watched the little thing on the big bed shrink into a ball, and her heart softened, and she went.
Mian Mian woke up at ten o'clock in the evening.
She rubbed her eyes and soon felt sore all over.
Zhan Muqian stood by the door, walked quickly to the front of the big bed, leaned down and pressed down --
the girl who was a little bit sleepy opened her eyes, "uncle, what are you doing..."
Zhan Muqian's face was gloomy. He put his big hand in and pinched her hip.
Mian Mian screams subconsciously, "no, no, don't..." Uncle, my aunt is here! "
The little milk cat, whose face is still pink, lies.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his thin lips covered her tiny earlobes, and Mian Mian was full of energy
"Well..." Strange advice in the throat, sensitive to death.
"Zhan, Zhan uncle..."
The noble and gentle girl looks like she wants to cry. It seems that she has been wronged to the extreme.
She tightened Zhan Qiyou's arms and cherished her attachment.
Zhan Qiyou's mother couldn't help patting Jiang Li on the shoulder. "Xiao Li, you are wronged, but this matter Don't mention it later. Since your elder sister has no substantive relationship with Qiyou, now she married your second uncle and really became your elder. Later, Qiyou can avoid her.
Jiang Limei said with tears in her eyes, "but my aunt Qi you lives in the old house. My sister is always domineering and arrogant. We can't let Qi you and I hide from her every time. We didn't do anything wrong... "
Zhan Qiyou's mother is also in some trouble, looking at her husband who is always silent.
Zhan Ting's face was not good, and his tone was serious: "your second uncle only went back to the old house once in a few months. What's the matter with him? Can Jiang mianmianmianmian still show his power in our family all day? Everyone knows your second uncle's temper. He wants to protect the ginger cotton wool. His father can't move. What else can be said is that they are all children who don't make people worry! "
Jiang Li's face was embarrassed and he was too busy to talk.
Zhan Ting is her future father-in-law after all
What's more, Zhan Ting has always been silent. At this time, he even opened his mouth.
The meaning is very clear, Zhan Muqian's person, is the old chief also can't move.
Ginger cotton cotton, it's a beautiful move.
Jiang Li's face is soft, but her heart is more and more fierce.
Sooner or later, she is going to marry into Zhan's family, and she will die. Jiang mianmianmianmian will not be the elder for decades to come.
It's Zhan Muqian. I don't know how the mysterious Yama of the military region looked at Jiang mianmianmian.
Maybe it's a sleep addiction?
Jiang Li sneers at himself. As long as it's a man, there will be a day of boredom.
She doesn't believe that ginger cotton cotton cotton can be favored by this kind of man for more than half a year.
……
When it's time for dinner, Mian Mian takes a nap in Zhan Muqian's room.
The man looked at her, and guessed that she was probably unwilling to go downstairs to pretend to sleep and was too lazy to tear it down.
He ordered the kitchen to bring dinner, and watched the little thing on the big bed shrink into a ball, and her heart softened, and she went.
Mian Mian woke up at ten o'clock in the evening.
She rubbed her eyes and soon felt sore all over.
Zhan Muqian stood by the door, walked quickly to the front of the big bed, leaned down and pressed down --
the girl who was a little bit sleepy opened her eyes, "uncle, what are you doing..."
Zhan Muqian's face was gloomy. He put his big hand in and pinched her hip.
Mian Mian screams subconsciously, "no, no, don't..." Uncle, my aunt is here! "
The little milk cat, whose face is still pink, lies.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his thin lips covered her tiny earlobes, and Mian Mian was full of energy
"Well..." Strange advice in the throat, sensitive to death.
"Zhan, Zhan uncle..."