Chapter 81 Left and right are male

Jiang Xia sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

Wu Zhou held himself tighter and tighter.

Even though he knew Zhan Lintian was standing at the kitchen door watching the two of them, he still refused to let go. He even chuckled and reminded President Zhan, "The weather has been bad lately. You shouldn't take the child out so often. It's not safe."

Zhan Lintian sneered: "Wenwen goes to kindergarten every day, and we'll keep an eye on the road conditions. But you sent your own brother to the capital of the Fog Kingdom, thousands of miles away. Don't you think that's even more unsafe?"

After Zhan Lintian finished speaking, he didn't give Wu Zhou a chance to refute him.

He shook Wenwen and unleashed his ultimate weapon.

"Wenwen, we've arrived at Uncle Jiang's house."

Wenwen woke up, rubbed her eyes, and when she could see clearly, she shouted happily, "Uncle Jiang, I missed you so much!"

Jiang Xia greeted her with a "Hello, Wenwen."

He is easily swayed by emotions, and besides, Zhan Lintian has already brought his niece over, so he can't possibly still be cold to him.

Jiang Xia could be ruthless enough to drive Zhan Lintian away, but he could never let go of Wen Wen.

The little girl is only five or six years old and has no parents to love her. How pitiful!

Moreover, Jiang Xia had no parents by her side since elementary school, while Wenwen was abandoned by her parents right after she was born.

Jiang Xia's soft heart became even more utterly soft-hearted.

He is indeed more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, and he finds it even harder to harm those with pure hearts.

He could ruthlessly drive away the troublesome Wu Ming, but he didn't want Wenwen to be afraid of adults.

In the end, Jiang Xia sat on the sofa feeding Wenwen porridge, while General Manager Zhan and General Manager Wu, two big men, squeezed into the cramped kitchen aisle to cook.

Half asleep, Wenwen said in her childish voice, "Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Xia smiled and paused before replying, "Uncle Jiang is here."

He still can't quite get used to people calling him uncle.

However, Wenwen didn't call him wrong... Jiang Xia looked at the young face in front of him. Maybe in a dozen years, the new generation will have to call him Uncle Jiang.

People get old, and I don't have that much time to get entangled with Wu Ming anymore...

Jiang Xia fed her another spoonful of rice cereal. It smelled delicious, but didn't look very appealing. However, the little girl ate it very attentively.

In the kitchen, Zhan Lintian called out, "Eat by yourself, don't always let your Uncle Jiang feed you."

Jiang Xia handed her the spoon, but the little girl was unhappy and ate with her face puffed out.

Fortunately, Jiang Xia hadn't softened his heart yet, and Zhan Lintian had already prepared the meal. As soon as he came out, Wenwen dared not act coquettishly towards Jiang Xia anymore.

The child ate little, and although he ate slowly, he finished his dinner quickly and soon fell asleep on the sofa.

Most children are prone to feeling sleepy after a car ride.

Wenwen was no exception.

Jiang Xia patted her back, then looked at Zhan Lintian, who said frankly, "Before she came out, Auntie took her to take a bath."

Jiang Xia nodded, bent down, and carried the child to the second bedroom before returning to the dining table to eat.

He had just sat down when several dishes appeared in his rice bowl: green vegetables, pork ribs, tenderloin...

Jiang Xia buried himself in his food and had to admit that every dish was delicious.

Moreover, the two people kept serving him food, and he was too embarrassed to look up and talk to them, so he buried his head and ate two bowls of rice before putting down his chopsticks.

The two people were worried that he would have indigestion, but also that he might have eaten too much because he was too stressed, so they stopped him.

After dinner, Jiang Xia still couldn't get a cleaning job.

The house wasn't dirty to begin with, so the two of them could only clean the kitchen, but the kitchen was small and Jiang Xia couldn't squeeze in.

He then went to the second bedroom to take care of the child and put him to sleep.

Wenwen, half asleep and half awake, asked Jiang Xia to tell her children's stories, something Jiang Xia had no shortage of...

"Has Wenwen ever heard of Totto-chan, the Little Girl at the Window?"

Wenwen shook her head: "No."

Jiang Xia sat casually on the edge of the bed, patting her blanket with his hand: "So who usually tells you stories?"

"Aunties, uncles can talk too."

What did Uncle say?

"Ultraman saves the world!"

Jiang Xia chuckled and coaxed her, "Go to sleep first."

The child was very well-behaved and didn't have much energy, so he fell asleep quickly.

Jiang Xia coaxed Wenwen again, and she finally fell asleep.

At this moment, Zhan Lintian and Wu Zhou were watching from outside.

Jiang Xia was facing away from the gate, so they couldn't see his face clearly, but they could hear his gentle voice.

Zhan Lintian smiled. This was the same gentle demeanor Jiang Xia had shown when they first met and when they first got to know each other.

When Wu Ming started pestering him halfway through, Jiang Xia's attitude became much more serious.

Jiang Xia wanted to hit someone several times, but he forcibly restrained his emotions.

Zhan Lintian had never seen Jiang Xia hit anyone or swear.

Wu Zhou frowned: "You can't take advantage of his good nature and his unwillingness to argue with you about his repeated visits."

Zhan Lintian looked at him with displeasure and sneered, "President Wu is probably the one who has no reason to force his way in."

Their exchange was laced with barbs, until Jiang Xia went to the living room to think about the problem.

Wait, which of them will sleep where tonight?

Jiang Xia stood in front of the sofa.

The second bedroom was taken by the little girl, leaving only the master bedroom...

Jiang Xia thought about it very seriously: why don't I sleep on the sofa and the two of them sleep in the master bedroom?

final……

Jiang Xia still couldn't sleep on the sofa; Wu Zhou and Zhan Lintian were watching him and wouldn't let him.

He lay in the middle of the bed staring blankly at the ceiling, while Zhan Lintian on his left lifted the covers and lay down, shamelessly saying to himself, "It's still more comfortable in bed."

Jiang Xia silently closed his eyes, not daring to turn to the left, because Zhan Lintian was on his side.

He didn't dare to turn to the right, because Wu Zhou was lying on his right.

Jiang Xia had this experience when he was in junior high or high school.

The school organized students to take exams at other schools, but the hotels in the surrounding area were too expensive, so they arranged accommodation for them, with three students sharing a room.

He slept in the middle of the room, as assigned according to the exam room schedule. Everyone got up together to avoid missing the exam.

Jiangxia didn't sleep well at the time because someone was snoring.

No one was snoring tonight, but there was a big heater on both sides.

Fortunately, the air conditioning temperature had been manually lowered earlier tonight, and at first he thought the temperature was just right.

He slept until the second half of the night, and after not moving his body for a long time, he felt a little cold lying flat.

Jiang Xia turned his head, his consciousness returned, and he woke up...

He had just turned over when he was caught in Zhan Lintian's arms.

His face was pressed against the other person's chest.

Jiang Xia was forced to squint.

Wu Zhou's hand was resting on his waist, not simply against his back, but his palm was along his side and his fingertips were lightly touching his abdomen.

Jiang Xia was trapped in the middle, unable to move and dared not move.

He suddenly realized that he should have been more assertive and slept on the sofa.

A note from the author:

The time limit for the draft box is set incorrectly.