When Jiang Jiang returned home, he found that the Jiang family's family was sitting in the living room.

Father Jiang glared at Jiang Yunmo, and the other two people didn't speak, and their emotions didn't look good.

Jiang Jiang didn't know what was going on, tried to reduce his sense of existence, and silently wanted to walk over from the side.

With a hint of luck.

They can't see themselves, and these people can't see themselves.

Who knows, Jiang Yunmo's eyes are very sharp, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Jiang Jiang, and immediately shouted loudly: "Jiang Jiang, you are back." ”

After this shout, the eyes of everyone around him were drawn to it.

Father Jiang looked at Jiang Jiang with a smile on his face, recalling the way he had just taught others, I don't know if Jiang Jiang saw it, and the whole person was a little embarrassed: "Jiang Jiang ......"

Jiang Jiang nodded, and smiled politely.

Seeing him like this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Unconsciously, it seemed that something was remembered, and everyone was a little worried.

"Where did you just go to exercise? Is it fun? I know there's a great place to work out, shall I take you with me next time? ”

An Mingzhu felt that Jiang Jiang was too worried about going out to exercise alone as a girl.

If she could, she still wanted to follow this child and make up for it.

"It's okay, no need."

The attitude of his own people towards himself made Jiang Jiang feel flattered.

An Mingzhu really wanted to ask: Why don't you use it?

But......

The relationship between the two is not like that of an ordinary mother and daughter.

In addition, Jiang Jiang showed rejection and displeasure with himself a few times before, so he could only cautiously test it.

It's just that the degree to which two people get along is too difficult to grasp.

She was a little eager to take this girl into her arms.

I want to tell her: you don't have to feel wronged, and you don't have to feel afraid.

But Jiang Jiang was defensive.

"Do you want to drink soy milk?"

Father Jiang took a cup of soy milk on the table, put a straw, and sent it to her.

"Okay."

Coming back from outside, Jiang Jiang was a little thirsty.

He lowered his head and took a sip.

Sweet soy milk with jasmine flavor.

This is something that ginger has never drunk before.

To be honest, it tastes like ...... It doesn't seem to be bad, either.

"Do you like to drink? If you like to drink it, will your mother make it for you next time? ”

I heard those young girls say that putting some jasmine in soy milk is what they like to drink lately.

I thought that Jiang Jiang would like it too, so I boldly made this attempt.

Do you like it?

Jiang Jiang drank again, bowed his head and took a sip of jasmine-flavored soy milk.

The cold and cold smell mixed with the jasmine fragrance is very comfortable.

"Okay."

She loved it.

"Then what else do you like to tell your mother, can I try to make it for you?"

Jiang Jiang nodded: "Okay." ”

When everyone heard her say this, their hearts were even more happy.

I couldn't help but speak again: "We don't know what you like to eat, can you tell me what you like to eat and tell us what you hate to eat, we have a number in our hearts, okay?" ”

Although the survey materials sent over have detailed notes, it is just a cold text, and everyone still hopes to hear Jiang Jiang communicate with everyone.