Huanhuan's composition was written in a mess, and Jiang Huai also deliberately brought a photographer up the mountain, because now Huanhuan is playing the grand scene, and he can save a wave of beautiful pictures, and he can open every day.

Jiang Huai has never been so comfortable, in the past, forcing Shengjing to open his business made his hair visible to the naked eye, but now there is a wave of beautiful pictures every day, and he also made an appointment with a magazine cover.

Sales are sure to explode.

At dinner, Jiang Huai and Mu Liansheng stayed in the palace to eat.

Huanhuan's face darkened, and she was very unhappy.

Jiang Huai asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't ask. ”

To ask is to be angry!

He floated to the roof alone, staring against the setting sun in a daze.

Dinner time is almost up.

Panson hadn't even returned.

The environment in the mountains is quiet, the weather is excellent, the sky is orange, the sunset is shrouded in the whole world, and the city in the distance is also shrouded in a piece of afterlight, which is very gorgeous.

Huanhuan stretched his legs, sat on the roof with a gloomy face, and stared at the road that led to the city at the foot of the mountain, which was a road leading to the mountain, and there were barricades at the intersection, no cars to pass, and it was empty.

Huanhuan rotated his left and right legs several times, and always felt that the sitting position was too uncomfortable, and his face was even worse, and he was also a little unhappy, and he silently recited Pan Sen's name several times in his heart.

You wait for me!

Shave all your scales!

Huan Huan was so angry that he floated off the roof and went back to his side hall, Jiang Xiaocha asked, "It's time to eat." ”

"No food, no hunger. ”

Jiang Huai shook his head, "His Royal Highness the Prince's temper is not like a boss at all, he is really willful and domineering. ”

Jiang Xiaocha felt the same way, but she didn't allow others to say, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Huai made a gesture to shut up, "Three-year-old child, understand, understand......"

complained in his heart, Huanhuan looked at a young man who was about to be 1.9 meters, and a three-year-old child, lie to the ghost, and you treat him as a three-year-old child, I think Pan Sen has taken him as a boyfriend.

Jiang Huai knocked on the table and asked Jiang Xiaocha, "Xiaocha, don't you think Pan Sen...... Is it too intimate with Huanhuan?"

"Yes. Jiang Xiaocha had already felt that he needed to say it.

Jiang Huai snapped his fingers, "I knew you felt the same way as me, so aren't you going to stop it?"

"Stop what?"

Jiang Huai looked at her incredulously, "You are dizzy, Pan Sen is so close to your son, you don't stop it, you watch them shake in front of your eyes, don't you feel dazzling?"

"I don't think so. Jiang Xiaocha was even more strange, "It's all pleasing to the eye, why should it be dazzling?"

There is a problem with Jianghuai's aesthetics!

Jiang Huai was convinced, "Who told you that it is pleasing to the eye, Pan Sen is a top performer, the schedule is so busy, don't you know how busy he is when you chase the star? What is it now, the magazine is no longer filmed, the new song is not practiced, the dance is not there, there is no new album, just a new project shot with the boss, and he does not tour the commercial performance, and he soaks around Huanhuan every day." What do you say is there in this palace that makes him so engrossed, is it to get Huanhuan to chase you with this oil bottle?"

Jiang Xiaocha, "...... You have dirty thoughts, my Pan cub just likes children, and he has always been very good to Huanhuan. ”

"Little friend, you shouted at His Royal Highness's 1.9 meter tall child, how good your filter is, Jiang Xiaocha, your son looks like he can fall in love, don't get dizzy." "Jiang Huai hates that iron does not become steel.

Jiang Xiaocha had a question mark on her face, "What do you mean?"