In the past few days since Jiang Chen came to Yanjing, he has been busy with his family's affairs, and as for his new residence, he has not yet considered it.

The family's old mansion is three-storey, and there are more rooms, so he and Han Xiangjun live here for the time being.

These days.

Except for being at the same table with Han Xiangjun during dinner, many times the two have not met, and they are very busy.

In the past two days, he and Fang Ying have been tired of being together, and they are used to seeing pure beauties.

Looking at a royal sister like Han Xiangjun now, his heartbeat actually accelerated a little.

Han Xiangjun was looking at the document intently, and she used her shallot-like fingers to hold a wisp of green silk behind her ear: "Jiang Chen, I feel that Article 8 should be changed, otherwise we will suffer a little bit......

Feeling that Jiang Chen was not moving, Han Xiangju looked up and found that Jiang Chen was staring at her intently.

His eyes were his own reflections.

However, it is not clear, and even a little colorful.

Han Xiangjun panicked, his eyes dodged unconsciously, and he lowered his head slightly: "What are you doing, I have flowers on my face?"

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth hooked up a smile, and he said in a playful tone: "How can you be as beautiful as flowers!"

Han Xiangjun's face turned red, and he slapped Jiang Chen angrily: "The little villain even teased me, and he was not serious!"

Jiang Chen leaned over: "Sister Junjun, I haven't seen you for a few days, I found that your figure looks ......"

Seeing Jiang Chen's infatuated face, Han Xiangjun looked at his tall mountain again, and his face turned even redder with shame.

Unconsciously stepped back, blocking his chest with one hand, and began to defend.

She grabbed Jiang Chen's ears all of a sudden: "Hooligans, I called you over to discuss things, where are you looking!"

Jiang Chen pretended to be in pain: "Ah, it hurts!" and pinched Han Xiangjun's little hand.

Moreover, the eyes did not leave at all.

Slightly cool in her hand, Han Xiangjun instantly felt her heartbeat accelerating, and she wanted to pull away, but she was held tightly by Jiang Chen.

This pull, Jiang Chen actually lay down.

The head lay impartially in her arms, and her whole face was buried in the two towers.

Han Xiangjun's head went blank in an instant, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Then the whole face burned hot.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen didn't move, so he leaned on it.

Han Xiangjun pinched Jiang Chen's ears in embarrassment: "Little rabbit cub, you are enough, come to me to eat tofu!"

Jiang Chen gently sniffed the fragrance coming from Han Xiangjun's body, felt the softness, and deliberately said in an aggrieved tone:

"Sister Junjun, I've been under a lot of pressure these days, working day and night, and I can't sleep at night because of things at home, and I'm finally relaxing with you, you still have to catch me, can't you go for a while?"

When Han Xiangjun heard this, he was very distressed, and his eyes softened.

However, she also knew that this was Jiang Chen's statement, and her eyes flashed with a hint of seeing.

"Okay, it's hard work, then you lie down and don't move!" Han Xiangjun said softly.

A hint of cunning flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he reached over and hugged Han Xiangjun's soft waist.

Han Xiangjun's whole person was stunned like an electric shock, at a loss, but it was difficult to say.

"Hey, don't get an inch!"

She blushed and smiled bitterly: "If everyone knew that Master Jiang of Yanjing was now doing this, they would definitely be shocked." ”

A smile flashed on Jiang Chen's face, his head arched forward again, and he was suddenly bounced back by a soft ball.

"Jiang Chen, don't move ......"

"Sister Junjun is so informative!" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Call you nonsense, I'll strangle you!"

At this time, Han Xiangjun's face was already flushed with shame, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

was teased by Jiang Chen so uprightly and brightly, she didn't feel angry except for being shy.

Jiang Chen took advantage of the situation and moved his hand off his waist again, and the two of them rolled together for a while.

"Jiang Chen, you hate it, go and bully Fang Ying, aren't you tired of being with her these days......

Han Xiangjun symbolically pushed Jiang Chen's chest with his hand to prevent him from taking a step closer, but taking care of one or the other, his slender thighs fell into Jiang Chen's claws, and he was attacked up and down.

"How can a little girl have such a charm as you......" Jiang Chen's fierce face was revealed.

After that, Jiang Chen pressed up.

Han Xiangjun felt the hardness somewhere, and scolded shyly: "Hooligans, bully me......"

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Young Master, someone is coming to visit you!"

It was the newly invited aunt at home who spoke, and she spoke very kindly.

Jiang Chen was on the rise, and he was very disappointed to hear such a voice.

Han Xiangjun snickered.

Then he escaped from Jiang Chen's embrace like lightning, straightened up his messy clothes with a red face, glanced at Jiang Chen with resentment, and put a wisp of green silk behind his ear.

pinched Jiang Chen's waist fiercely.

Jiang Chen grinned in pain, but said calmly: "Let them wait first, and I'll go down immediately!"

"Got it, young master!"

Auntie's footsteps went away, and Han Xiangjun sneered: "Hmph, tell you to play a hooligan!"

Seeing Han Xiangjun's smiling face flushing, his chest rising and falling, Jiang Chen felt a thrilling beauty, and suddenly leaned over.

When she was defenseless, she kissed it.

Kiss......

With a loud voice, Han Xiangjun felt a lip print on his face.

When she picked up the cushion next to her to hit Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen ran away with a smile.

......

Ground floor hall.

The old man was holding walnuts in his hand and a purple clay pot in the other, chatting with the guests.

There are a lot of guests visiting these days, and the old man is about to become the foreign minister of the family.

But he likes this atmosphere very much, when he was at his peak, he would have this kind of situation of being valued, and now he enjoys it with his grandson, and he is secretly happy in his heart!

Jiang Chen looked up the stairs and saw that they were two middle-aged people, in their forties.

The two were chatting with the old man with a smile, nodding their heads and waists, with a modest and kind attitude.

But it's very raw, I don't know.

"Master Jiang, good afternoon!"

Hearing Jiang Chen's footsteps, the two hurriedly got up and said, with a smile on their faces.

"Who are you?" Jiang Chen said lightly.

The old man said happily: "Xiaochen, they are the housekeepers of the Zhang family in Yanjing, and they have come to invite you to the dinner." ”

"Zhang family?" Jiang Chen frowned.

A middle-aged man replied: "My young lady Zhang Youwei is your friend, right? She invited you, and it just so happened that our old man also wanted to meet you, so he specially told us to invite you over!"

Jiang Chen nodded quietly.

He quickly went over in his mind, the Zhang family is a heaven-like existence in the capital, and the old man of the Zhang family is a big man at the founding father-level level, an authentic red generation.

Although he has been retired for many years, he is still in a high position, and there are many students under him, all of whom are extraordinary and in high positions.

In Yanjing City, there are only a handful of people who can compare with the Zhang family, and his mother's maiden family, the Wang family, is also a little worse than the Zhang family.

Jiang Chen knew very well that at this point in time, the Zhang family invited him to a dinner party, and it was definitely not as simple as eating.

So for what, exactly?

(End of chapter)