As soon as I entered the door, I looked at the person sitting on the sofa, took the hot towel and walked over with a smile while wiping my face, "Daddy, Mommy"

It was still a little rain from getting out of the car to entering the door, and there were water droplets sticking together in his hair that were uncomfortable, watching Jiang Yu watch TV distractedly, throwing the towel over, and "Wipe my hair." ”

Jiang Yufeng was shocked by the towel that was suddenly thrown over, and as soon as he looked up, he looked at a little angry face, and whispered, I don't seem to have offended her? sighed, picked up a towel, and resigned himself to wiping her hair.

Her hair was very soft, his fingers ran between her hair, and the faint scent of jasmine came to his nose, making him lose his mind for a moment. Han Lingying chose a comfortable posture and leaned lazily on Jiang Yufeng, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, the man was serious and focused, the woman was leisurely and comfortable, peaceful and beautiful, like a fairyland, shrouded in tranquility, there were only the two of them, and nothing else.

This beautiful picture stung the two people sitting on the side, Han Qingru couldn't bear to look over, Jiang Juncheng held his wife's shoulder, and coughed softly, "Why did you come back so late?" ”

"Bought a little something, so it's late." didn't seem to want to say more, so he continued to sleep leaning on Jiang Yufeng without opening his eyes.

"When you're tired, go up and rest, what does it look like to lean on your brother like this?"

"Daddy, you don't understand this, right" sat up straight and patted Jiang Yufeng on the shoulder, "My brother is engaged, right?" Now I don't have to wait for my brother to get married, and my sister-in-law won't have a chance to rely on it when she enters the door. "Look like you're stupid.

Jiang Juncheng was despised, touched his nose and did not speak.

Seeing this, Han Qingru couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm tired, so I'll go up and rest first." With a yawn, he got up and prepared to go upstairs.

Jiang Yufeng grabbed her, pulled her and walked to the dining room, pressed her to sit down, took the rice in Sister-in-law Li's hand and put it in front of her, "Eat." ”

Without saying a word, he sat next to him and ate his own bowl with his hand.

When Jiang Yufeng was serious, Han Lingying was a little scared, seeing that he looked like he was not allowed to leave if he didn't eat, Han Lingying resigned himself to picking up the bowl and eating it stupidly.

Jiang Juncheng and his wife walked in and saw such a strange picture, Jiang Yufeng buried his head in eating, Han Lingying had words in his mouth, glared at Jiang Yufeng with hatred from time to time, and sullenly picked up the rice in the bowl. With such an angry appearance, Jiang Juncheng and his wife saw it in their eyes, warmed their hearts, and felt that they were familiar after a long time, and the pictures that were often staged in the past would no longer be visible when they began. Sometimes I can't help but wonder, did I really do something wrong? Since when did this home start when it is no longer familiar to me?

After eating, Han Lingying went upstairs and fell asleep, she was really tired today, she was already very tired after a day of shopping, and she was worried about Yiting's affairs, so she was physically and mentally exhausted. I slept surprisingly well this night, and slept until dawn.

Open her eyes, look at the familiar environment around her, lift the quilt and put on her shoes and walk to the window, looking at the spotless and new streets washed by the heavy rain, the drizzling rain is still continuing, the sky is gray, the rainy weather makes her inexplicably irritable at the moment, thinking of Jiang Yiting's dodgy expression when she spoke yesterday, she always felt that something bad was about to happen, she was restless, and looked out the window in a daze.

Jiang Yufeng pushed open the door and came in, and saw Han Lingying standing by the window in thin clothes, frowning, picking up the clothes on the hanger and draping them for her, standing quietly with her hands behind her back.