Jiang family. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Ruxin, who was in a very bad mood, pulled Jiang Baigui, who had just woken up and obviously didn't understand what was going on, out of the door, Jiang Yuluo also followed them out not long after they went out, Jiang wantonly stood at the window of the room and watched all this, and his lips were hooked in a happy mood.

Na! I'm left at home. Oh no! And Carl's lazy and impolite cat.

Jiang Yuluo's room was unlocked, and Jiang swaggered in, not realizing how impolite his actions were, as if he had taken them for granted.

On the bed sat a mock puppet with a weird smile, as if mocking his own pathetic life. When he opened the drawer, Jiang was greeted by an envelope with a photo, which was attached to the seal with pink tape.

Jiang wantonly hooked his lips and smiled, and muttered in a low voice: "It's really guarded enough!" ”

The envelope was opened, and Jiang wantonly pulled out the photo. In one photo, it is an intimate and loving group photo of a young couple. However, the man who stood beside the strange woman and smiled and doted on was none other than his weak father, but it was not her mean and rude mother who stood beside his father.

The last photo made the smile on the corner of Jiang's mouth even worse. It turned out that what my grandfather said about my father's divorce was not groundless. In other words, her dear sister is indeed her father's biological daughter, but even the father himself does not know.

Jiang wantonly felt that the vague fog in front of her eyes had finally dispersed when the clouds opened and the moon was bright. The mood was comfortable for a moment, and the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth became brighter and brighter. Although you should get what belongs to you, if you covet what you don't deserve, you should be punished!

Stuffing the photo in an envelope and re-taping it is as if it were an art-made process. The tape overlapped the destroyed layer, and there was no sign that it had been torn apart. After confirming it again and again, Jiang smiled with satisfaction, walked back to his room, and had a sweet dream.

When Jiang Ming'an came back, he happened to see this scene. The room became no longer monotonous because of the light of the sunset, the girl slept on a big bed petite and exquisite, her long hair was messy on the quilt, her little face was buried in the pillow, she couldn't see her sleeping face clearly, but she was inexplicably reassuring.

hooked his lips, Jiang Ming'an, who has never smiled much, because of the edification of superfluous expressions, his resolute body gradually became a little warmer. It seems that the Jiang family has no consciousness of such impolite things as breaking into people's rooms at will, such as Jiang wanton who visited his sister's room not long ago, such as Jiang Ming'an who is now standing at the head of Jiang wanton's bed.

When Jiang wantonly woke up, he was not surprised that Jiang Ming'an slept beside him. She had already smelled a familiar breath close to her in her sleep, so when she woke up and saw him, she was not too surprised, just blinked strangely.

She couldn't understand her current state of mind, although this nominal brother didn't kill her in her previous life, he really couldn't be called a good brother. Is it because of the change of fate or to resolve the resentment in her heart that she has been a person in two lives, and people and things in this life have changed a lot.

She... Should this brother who seems to have changed for the better be forgiven?

Taking out his mobile phone, Jiang wantonly sent a text message to Zuo Qiunan.

- Mr. Zuo, good evening!

Zuo Qiu Nan was accompanying the drunk Du Yan for a ride at this moment. At first, Du Yan insisted on pulling him to buy drunk, but the bartender at the bar didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and a glass of wine made Du Yan a drunk, which saved him a lot of trouble. Of course, he can rest assured that Du Yan will get drunk, entirely because this guy's wine is much better than his character. I drank too much and only knew that I was biting my fingers like a child in a daze, although a big man was stupid to do this kind of action.

In order to make Du Yan feel better, Zuo Qiu Nan decided to take him out for a ride, the open-top sports car was driving on the road, Du Yan fell asleep in the back seat, and a few words of sleep faintly appeared.

Out of curiosity, Zuo Qiu Nan parked the car on the side of the road with one foot brake, opened the car door and ran to the back seat, and listened carefully to what Du Yan, the idiot, was talking about in his dream. Two men, in such a sleepless night, one was drunk like mud, and the other was naïve like an older child.

The sound of the mobile phone prompting the text message broke the quiet highway, Zuo Qiu Nan took out his mobile phone, and after seeing the content of the text message, the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up a smile.

――Did you just wake up?

Jiang wantonly looked at the content that Zuo Qiu Nan gave back to her in surprise, and didn't understand why she only said one sentence, and he could know a little bit about her from it.

――How does Mr. Zuo know?

Zuo Qiu Nan leaned on the car, holding the mobile phone in his hand, smiling a little flat, his fingers quickly pressed the mobile phone button to type a line of words, and clicked the send button.

- Miss Jiang's words are a little coquettish, you don't treat me like this on weekdays. So guess you may have just woken up, after all, it takes a while to clear your mind from your dream and bring it back to reality. The people at this time are very simple and cute.

Jiang raised his eyebrows wantonly, and the mobile phone in his hand slapped on the palm of his other free hand again and again. After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang wantonly typed a few words skillfully with his fingers, and threw his mobile phone on the bedside table, obviously not intending to continue the topic.

- See you tomorrow, then!

After receiving the last text message sent by Jiang wantonly, Zuo Qiu Nanzai stared carefully for a long time, and finally made sure that he was not hallucinating because he was too excited. His little patient should not know that this sentence actually implies a date with him. I have to say that the mind of a psychiatrist thinks things differently from ordinary people, or when a psychiatrist falls in love, brain cells will always automatically and consciously turn into pink bubbles.

Du Yan, who was awakened by the cold wind, got up and saw his friend staring at his mobile phone with a coquettish smile, looking like I was walking with peach blossom luck. In the middle of this dark night, there are no people on the highway, and the laughter is extraordinary.

Du Yan's body trembled, and he said timidly: "Anan, don't smile so brightly, I'm afraid!" ”

Zuo Qiu Nan heard the sound, and his smile instantly converged, as if the person who was smirking at the mobile phone just now was not himself. He glanced at him indifferently and asked, "Sober?" ”

Du Yan's little daughter-in-law nodded and said, "It's so late, my parents must have slept, let's go to your house?" ”

Zuo Qiu Nan frowned, and turned his face in disgust: "Don't drill into my house with a drunken body, and I'm not afraid that my father will beat you out as a drunk." ”

Du Yan wailed: "Then it's okay to go to the hotel, right?" ”

Zuo Qiu Nan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "My wallet was left in the bar." ”

Du Yan: "Hold the grass!" Zuo Qiu Nan, your uncle! ”