Edo didn't even look at her, but his eyes only looked at Jiang Chengda: "Dad, I want to eat chicken wings, I want to eat chicken wings in my sister's bowl."

Jiang Chengda didn't expect Edo to be noisy at this time, but there were distinguished guests at home today, and he didn't want Edo to make trouble for too long, so he immediately said to Jiang Yue, "Jiang Yue, your brother wants to eat chicken wings, give your brother the chicken wings in your bowl."

When Jiang Yue heard this, she hesitated for a few seconds with the chicken wings in her pocket, but she still picked up the chicken wings from the bowl and put them in Edo's bowl.

Her lips were still pursed, her eyebrows lowered, and she looked reluctant to give it.

And Edo was quite excited after getting the chicken wings, he put the chicken wings in the chopsticks, and bit them recklessly, and ate them with a fragrant taste, which seemed to be specially eaten for Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue looked at him eating chicken wings and didn't speak.

At this time, Jiang Chengda, as a father, realized that he was a little biased, at least in front of an outsider, he couldn't show it too obviously, so he smiled at Zhang Liuling and said, "Jiang Yue has always loved this younger brother, what is delicious, she always takes care of her younger brother Edo first, she is very sensible about this."

Zhang Liuling listened to Jiang Chengda's words, but did not reply.

Jiang Chengda said to Jiang Yue again, "Jiang Yue, don't you still have the chicken wings on the table by yourself?"

Jiang Yue didn't pick it up again, and for a moment, she seemed to lose interest in the chicken wings.

Jiang Chengda saw that he didn't go to the clip again, and he didn't say anything, just turned his head and told Edo: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, it's not that you haven't eaten, what are you doing so gobbling?"

Edo's mother wiped Edo's mouth on the side.

Boys are always so easily favored, in the Jiang family, at least such an existence.

Zhang Liuling picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat, while Jiang Yue was also eating other dishes, Jiang Chengda continued to greet Zhang Liuling, the two were still talking, and the meal returned to normal.

Zhang Liuling had a meal here and left at one o'clock in the afternoon, and Jiang Yue naturally had classes in the afternoon and had to leave, so Jiang Chengda asked Zhang Liuling to give Jiang Yue a ride and send her to school.

After all, it is not easy for the Jiang family to take a taxi, and Zhang Liuling naturally responded to Jiang Chengda's request, and Jiang Yue got into his car.

After his car came out of Jiang's house, Jiang Yue, who was sitting in his co-pilot, was quietly beside him.

The car drove for a long time.

Zhang Liuling, who was driving the car, asked her, "Why don't you clip the chicken wings on the table."

When Jiang Yue heard him ask, she only said, "I don't want to eat it, I don't think that chicken wings are as delicious as I imagined."

When Zhang Liuling heard her answer, he didn't answer her anything, but after a few seconds, he replied lightly: "If you want to eat, you can clip it again."

Jiang Yue lowered her head and said, "I wouldn't let it before, but I don't want you to hate me."

When Zhang Liuling heard this, he was driving, and his eyes looked at her.

Jiang Yue's hand suddenly wrapped around his arm at this moment, and after her hand was wrapped, her hand kept going down towards his arm, and then, her hand only came to his wrist, and she stopped there.

Zhang Liuling didn't have any expression after her hand wrapped around his wrist, but when he held the steering wheel, his hand immediately moved, and the palm of his hand opened a gap with the steering wheel, and Jiang Yue's hand got into it and intertwined with his fingers.

And Zhang Liuling was driving, this action was quite interfering with driving, and it was also dangerous to drive, but when Zhang Liuling let her fingers wrap between her fingers, he pressed her hand and controlled the steering wheel on the steering wheel.

His brow furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

The car drove straight ahead.

The inside of the car is quiet, ambiguous, lingering, heartwarming, and sticky.

Zhang Liuling's car didn't drive to school in the end, but stopped halfway, and Jiang Yue's hand wrapped around his palm still didn't come out.

Zhang Liuling wanted to smoke, so he lowered the window and lit a cigarette.

Jiang Yue whispered, "Have you gotten the certificate with Sister Shi Nian?"

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, his eyes looked at her, Jiang Yue lowered his head and said, "I listened to the people around you."

Zhang Liuling put his hand holding the cigarette outside, and after he smoked for a while, he replied to her: "This has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Yue thought he meant that he was in too much control, so he pursed his lips and didn't speak.

When Zhang Liuling saw her expression, he knew that what he said just now had misunderstood her, and he twisted his eyebrows slightly and said again, "I didn't get it."

These two sentences were quite heavy, and what followed his words was a faint indifference on his face.

Jiang Yue's hand in the palm of his hand clenched it again.

Zhang Liuling naturally felt her hand move twice in his palm, and a faint smoke drifted out between Zhang Liuling's lips, just between the two of them, and those smoke wanted Jiang Yue's face to be attached to her face like a gauze curtain, which was very cute everywhere.

After Zhang Liuling watched for a long time, he didn't move or speak, and at this time, Jiang Yue's hand was even tighter between his fingers, tightly fastened to the seam, and there was no gap between the two.

And Zhang Liuling also subconsciously held her hand tightly in her hand after she held her hand again, and the hands of the two seemed to have no possibility of separation.

Zhang Liuling lowered his eyes and stared at her rosy lips.

Jiang Yue seemed to be unable to restrain herself any longer, and turned around and threw herself into his arms.

Zhang Liuling's right hand rested outside the window and did not move, the cigarette burned at his fingertips, his other hand was wrapped around hers, and the moment Jiang Yue turned around and threw herself into his arms, he leaned up on his neck, making her face shrink at her neck.

Jiang Yue hugged his waist with her other hand, hugging him very closely, her face kept pressing against the skin on his neck, and the bodies of the two seemed to be burning each other, but they were desperately close.

Jiang Yue whispered, "If you don't want me, I can stop pestering you, anyway, I'm already your person, I don't care, I'm just yours alone, that's enough, at least in my place, I belong to you."

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, he frowned and covered his eyes lightly.

He didn't think she was like a monster, she was a monster, wrapped around him as if it was drilling into his bones and blood, so that he couldn't get rid of it at all, and the skin of the two was still burning continuously.

But Jiang Yue wrapped around him tighter, tighter, so tight that the necks of the two changed to wrap around each other, and her hand moved from his waist to the back of his neck.

Zhang Liuling's eyebrows always have a faint layer of folds, and the tighter she wraps them, the deeper the folds will be.

He swallowed, the Adam's apple was rolling, Jiang Yue's soft and white neck pressed his Adam's apple, wrapping his Adam's apple, his Adam's apple moved, and her neck pressed an inch into his Adam's apple.