However, it soon disappeared in the eyes of the eye.

Jiang Shen passed by the two people without squinting, and the Xun family brothers and sisters subconsciously shrank into a ball.

Song Nianan only glanced at it and quickly followed behind Jiang Shen.

As she wished, she couldn't sing, she couldn't dance, and she was dying.

Very good.

Song Nian'an's return, Nie Xia was undoubtedly the happiest, and when the other party passed by her, she beckoned slightly.

Song Nianan replied with a shallow smile.

Very good, Nie Xia is fat.

After going out this time, the changes after coming back were huge, and everyone was changing towards what Song Nianan expected.

Jiang Shen's appetite is getting better and better, and he can always eat all the food made by Song Nian'an.

Three days later, the Xun brothers and sisters died in the garden of the villa.

Steward Lin arranged to bury the person.

Everyone lived as usual, and it seemed that their death was not a big deal.

It's just that I am more and more loyal to the young master in my heart, and I have more and more respect for Miss Song.

Every day when Jiang Shen took a nap, Song Nianan would take time to cook food for Nie Xia.

Just like the valve of water has been opened, Nie Xia, who was originally not fat, has been fat since he grew meat, no matter what he eats, and he is very fat.

The young master's contract doesn't seem to have any effect at all.

She was anxious and happy, and ate all the desserts that Song Nianan made for her.

A few days later, Jiang Yang became half-blind, Nie Xia was so fat that she couldn't walk, and even chewing was a very difficult thing, and she began to become anorexic.

Song Nianan didn't make any more desserts.

"Miss Song, Ms. Nie, please come and see her." Steward Lin hurriedly ran into the villa.

At this time, Song Nianan and Jiang Shen were sitting facing each other.

After listening to Lin Hanhai's words, she looked at Jiang Shen silently.

Jiang Shen bowed slightly.

Song Nianan turned his head and said hello to Lin Hanhai.

I haven't seen her for a night, Nie Xia is a little rounder, she sits on the soft collapse, and she is very happy to see Song Nian'an's face.

"Are you okay?" Song Nian'an looked at Nie Xia, who was three of her size, her face was pale, and she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart, even if she knew that this was a dream.

"It's not bad, I'd like to try your dessert again." She smiled, pretending to be relaxed.

"Okay, I'll do it for you now." Song Nianan turned around and left in Nie Xia's expectation.

Song Nianan first took small steps to increase the frequency, then strode away, and finally rushed back to the villa.

Jiang Shen was sitting on the sofa reading the morning newspaper, when he heard the girl's hurried footsteps, raised his eyes, and saw her panting and going straight to the kitchen.

He had never seen a girl look so out of shape.

Unknown emotions rolled in his chest.

He lowered his head as if nothing had happened, and continued to read the newspaper.

When there was a relatively big movement again, it was the girl who hurriedly walked out of the villa with a dessert.

He looked through the floor-to-ceiling window at the back of the girl who was drifting away, and couldn't help but get up and follow out.

"Miss Song, Ms. Nie has already gone." Lin Hanhai stopped Song Nian'an's footsteps.

The four people behind him were struggling to move Nie Xia's huge corpse.

The dessert in her hand fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces, splashing on the ankle-length skirt of her and Lin Hanhai's suit pants.

"Ahh......h

She crouched down, scrambling to clean up the mess on the ground.

"Miss Song, these ...... just let me come."

Before half a sentence could be spoken, he saw the young master walking towards this side, and under the other party's signal, he was instantly silenced, and took a few steps back before turning to leave.

"Cleaned up?" A familiar voice sounded from behind Song Nian'an, her body stiffened, the cream was really hard to clean up, and Song Nian'an simply pulled out all the grass stained with cream.

"Alright." She turned around with an unrecognizable dessert.

The girl's heart was different, and she looked a little embarrassed and helpless.

"Let's go back." He lowered his voice and said softly, trying to take the tray in her hand, but the girl clenched it too tightly.

He was no longer reluctant and let go of his hand.

Song Nianan had mixed emotions and returned to the villa without saying a word, throwing the contents of the tray into the trash.

"Doesn't the gentleman take a nap?" Today is a very fast time, but it is also a long time.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and at this time, the gentleman was taking a nap.

"I'm not sleepy today." He patted the spot next to him.

Song Nianan walked over and sat down.

Song Nianan knew that his emotions were wrong, and he couldn't control it.

She hugged her knees, curled up in a ball, buried her little face between her knees, and leaned on Jiang Shen's side unconsciously.

Jiang Shen opened his mouth and moved, but finally did not make a sound.

After a long time, the girl's muffled voice came.

"Today I want to rest early."

"Okay." He whispered in response.

With Jiang Shen's permission, Song Nianan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

That's all there is to it in the dream.

Song Nianan gradually let go of his knees.

Jiang Shen turned his body slightly, her little head happened to fall on his chest, he wrapped one hand around her thin and soft abdomen, and the other hand went around her back, interspersed with her scattered black hair between his fingers.

Song Nianan unconsciously climbed Jiang Shen's shoulder with one hand, hugged his neck, and hugged his thin waist with the other hand.

Tightly entangled.

As long as Jiang Shen bows his head, he can snort with her. Wrap.

Floor-to-ceiling windows with two butterflies entangled. Continuously, with occasional gusts of wind blowing that caused them to deviate from their original flight trajectory.

The room turned from light to dark, and Jiang Shen could only see the general outline of her face.

He had been in a position, and the girl in his arms still showed no signs of waking up.

He carefully carried the man back to the bedroom, and as soon as he put it down, he found that the hem of his clothes was so tightly pulled that he couldn't break it.

Jiang Shen smiled helplessly, his eyes were soft, he lay down beside her, turned his head, and his gaze extremely slowly shifted from her thin curved eyebrows, long and curled eyelashes, small and straight nose, and lips with delicate lip shapes. Skipped on the valve.

I couldn't help it, and pinched my white and tender face, "It's so cute and lovely." ”

He leaned over and shrugged the tip of his nose. moving, the tone is rippling: "The fragrance is soft and soft~"

Song Nian'an's bad mood seemed to have completely improved because of a good night's sleep.

woke up in Jiang Shen's arms the next day, and as soon as she moved, she was hugged to death.

Stretched out his hand and pushed, but there was no response, he stretched his neck and took two large breaths, and pushed hard again.

The man muttered twice, then wrapped the man tighter.

Song Nianan couldn't help but roll his eyes, and simply stayed motionless in Jiang Shen's arms.

After about half an hour, Jiang Shen woke up slowly.

Naturally let people go, and they are not weak at all.

Song Nian'an's anger that had been stored for a long time was finally dissipated inexplicably.

She resigned herself to going downstairs and making breakfast for someone, Jiang Shen has a good appetite recently, she wants to make more.

Jiang Shen can already put on his clothes and shoes by himself.

When he went downstairs, Song Nianan was already sitting at the dining table waiting for him.

Well-behaved and smart, with a straight and small body.

There were fewer and fewer people in the garden, and there were only three men left, and the half-blind one was also blinded by crying because of the death of his wife, and he could no longer use his eyes to meet his golden house, Yan Ruyu.

Immersed in grief all day long, depressed, and thinner, all that was left was a skeleton full of bones, like a corpse.

In the end, he died in front of Steward Lin.

Another one is out of here.

Song Nianan's next target is Zhang Liwang.

Extremely obsessed with trimming scissors, ignoring external affairs.

In the middle of the night, Song Nianan got up and went downstairs lightly.

At the same time, Jiang Shen in the next room also opened his eyes and followed closely.

I have to say that Zhang Liwang really likes to cut and cut, and he is still repairing his small trees in the middle of the night.

The sound of footsteps behind him made him stop what he was doing.

When I turned my head, I saw the familiar Miss Song.

"Don't sleep at night?" She circled to the other side, Zhang Liwang's gaze moving as she walked.

"It needs to be repaired again." Zhang Liwang stared at the small tree being pruned with a serious expression.

The people in the dream have changed their original temperament to a great extent, and Zhang Liwang in his impression rarely has such a serious time, he is careless and has a tigerish temperament, thanks to a friend like Lin Hanhai, who helps to carry it.

"You can see you like them a lot." She said.

"Yes, I like it, they all talk, and I'm talking to them." Zhang Liwang's eyes were full of pampering and satisfaction.

"Oh~" Song Nianan clasped his hands to his chest, looking at the carefully repaired branches and leaves, and was full of emotion.

"Miss Song is so late, is there something wrong?" Zhang Liwang asked casually.

"Yes, I asked you for something." Song Nianan tilted his head, and his gaze fell on the other party's dexterous hands.

Zhang Liwang was excited by her, and his hands trembled.

"What is it?" He had an ominous premonition.

"Your hand, give it to me." The girl innocently blinked her big, twinkling eyes, and said cruel words that made her back break out in a cold sweat in an innocent, unworldly tone.

"You...... Miss Song, what does this mean! Zhang Liwang looked at Song Nian'an's approaching figure in horror, and retreated step by step.

However, the other party was faster, and when he turned to run, his wrist was already grabbed with a strong force.

He looked at the petite girl in front of him in disbelief.

I really didn't expect that there would be so much strength in such a small body.

You can't shake it off, and you can't break free from it.

"Run for what?" The girl asked softly, but the strength of her hands was not small at all, but she was getting harder and harder, and the hoop was tight.

"You... You, you, you, you ......, "There are countless of you, and you can't come out of one."

"That's what you think!" Song Nianan pulled his lips and chuckled, and with one force, the person's hand was broken.

"Ahh The screams woke up the people who were sleeping in their beds.

Lin Hanhai heard the sound very familiar, hurriedly lifted the quilt, stepped on the slippers and hurriedly ran down.

There were only two people in the garden, Zhang Liwang and Miss Song.