Chapter 391: Confiscating Snacks
The woman lay on her side on the sofa, her face flushed, making her already beautiful face even more gorgeous.
She was exhausted, and her breathing was deep and shallow, very uneven.
Jiang Chen was half-kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa with his upper body naked.
When he moved his body, the muscles under his wheat-colored skin rippled noticeably, and a thin layer of sweat covered his muscular upper body.
A large wheat-colored hand was holding a towel of a special color, carefully wiping away the sweat beads on Ye Rou's smooth forehead.
He moved with extreme caution, as if he was wiping soft tofu that would break if poked.
The meticulous work was the most energy-consuming, but Jiang Chen enjoyed it.
There was always a smile on his face.
It wasn't a creepy sneer, but a smile that came from the heart and was filled with satisfaction.
But Ye Rou was very unhappy.
She felt physically unwell and mentally exhausted, which made her dislike the sight of Jiang Chen.
"Don't laugh." Su Bai stretched out her finger and placed it on Jiang Chen's cheek.
Jiang Chen seemed to think that she didn't poke hard enough, so he moved forward.
His cheek was poked with a dent as he wished, and his knees pressed against the wooden edge of the sofa. He reluctantly stopped when he saw no further progress.
But the distance is already very close.
It was so close that he could just stretch out his arms slightly and hold Ye Rou in his arms, covering her under his body.
Just as he was about to move, Su Bai's fragrant hand slapped his face firmly like a stamp, blocking his movement.
Ye Rou just saw his intention and wanted to stop him.
But she regretted it the moment she slapped him, because Jiang Chen held his breath for a moment, and after quickly recovering, his breath started to get thicker and heavier again, which was obviously a sign of excitement.
Ye Rou didn't understand what Jiang Chen was so excited about.
The kitten was annoyed by being harassed and put its claws on the human's face, trying to push the human away, but often once the claws were extended, they could not be retracted.
The fleshy and padded cat paws are a deadly temptation.
To Jiang Chen, Ye Rou's slender hands with pink fingertips were like cat claws stimulating his heart.
He held Ye Rou's hand and prevented her from taking it back.
The feeling of the wet heat licking the palm of her hand was particularly obvious. Ye Rou was like a bomb with a lit fuse, exploding with a bang.
"Jiang Chen!" Ye Rou withdrew her hand, her eyes widened, and she looked furious.
Jiang Chen thought he was going to be scolded, his eyes lit up, and Ye Rou looked extremely excited.
Ye Rou was no match for him, and she looked helpless and tired, like a piece of boiled noodle that fell apart as soon as it was picked up with chopsticks, and couldn't stand up at all.
She covered her face with her hands and accused in a muffled voice:
"Jiang Chen, be normal."
It's just a soft word, without any killing power.
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled.
He smoothed Ye Rou's wet long hair, gently kissed the side of her face, and sighed: "Baby, why are you so cute."
"You're so annoying!" Ye Rou was shy and annoyed with him. She covered her face tightly and cursed him in a muffled voice.
Jiang Chen let her scold him, and continued to play with Ye Rou's arms and legs and wipe her body in a good mood.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Jiang Chen frowned in displeasure at being suddenly interrupted.
Ye Rou pushed him and said, "Go open the door quickly."
Jiang Chen reluctantly stood up and opened the door with annoyance.
Seeing Boss Jiang's gloomy face, the mute woman immediately realized that she had come at the wrong time, and quickly gestured and said: A guest wants to see Miss Ye.
Jiang Chen didn't want anyone to disturb him and Ye Rou.
I finally got back to my own territory, how could just eating once be enough?
He closed the door and pretended not to hear.
He couldn't wait to return to Ye Rou, pushed her back to the sofa when she wanted to get up, and continued to wipe her body.
Ye Rou asked him, "Is that the mute woman outside?"
"Yeah." Jiang Chen answered reluctantly.
Ye Rou continued to ask: "What's the matter with her coming here?"
Jiang Chen looked up and smiled slightly, "It's okay."
"Really?" Ye Rou didn't believe him.
Jiang Chen refused to say anything. He changed to a pink towel and continued to wipe Ye Rou's hands. He wiped them very carefully, more like a chef spreading jam on his dinner dessert.
The mute woman seemed to have expected that Jiang Chen couldn't speak, and knowing that Miss Ye had good hearing, she started knocking on the wall.
Ye Rou listened carefully.
This was the secret code she and the mute woman agreed upon.
Three clicks means a guest wants to see her.
Two clicks mean that the elderly people at home have something urgent to discuss with her.
Hearing the third time, Ye Rou emphasized her voice: "Jiang Chen."
Jiang Chen paused, glaring at the door with full anger. He reluctantly picked up the exhausted man and put on his clothes, socks, and shoes...
After a lot of trouble, the mute woman finally met Miss Ye ten minutes later.
There is also Boss Jiang, who has a particularly dark face.
Before she even entered the outer hall, Ye Rou heard sobbing.
She frowned and listened carefully. After she recognized that it was her aunt's voice, she hurriedly urged Jiang Chen, who was holding her, to walk faster.
——
Wang Guoping and Zheng Zhiyuan were standing outside the door, and Song Zhishu greeted them with a smile.
"Who is this young man?"
Wang Guoping sighed, "It's really fate."
All the teachers in the school knew that Ji Chunming was looking for someone.
I heard that she was the fiancée arranged by his family when he was young, and they had been very close since childhood. They originally wanted to go abroad together, but Ji Chunming was delayed by something and was unable to go together. When he arrived abroad with full expectations, he found that his fiancée had not boarded the ship at all and was missing.
He has been looking for her all these years, but he couldn't find her and his hair turned white early.
Everyone thought the person was dead, but they didn't expect it to be Xiao Xia.
Hearing this, Song Zhishu, who was always cheerful, suddenly fell silent.
The theater that she had buried deep in her memory began to sing again.
Tang Panxia's extremely suppressed crying voice came out, as if she had cried out all her pain.
Just by listening to it, the bitter taste seeps into one's heart, making one's heart tremble.
"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they surpass everything in the world."
Song Zhishu walked away, shaking his head, carrying a basket of snacks.
When she saw Ye Rou, the old lady no longer cared about being sad. Her mind was full of the basket of snacks, and her pace became faster and faster.
"Grandma Song." A faint voice sounded.
Jiang Chen cooperated by extending his arms to block Grandma Song's way.
Ye Rou lay on Jiang Chen's shoulders and stretched out her hand, saying, "Give me the basket."
Song Zhishu's face wrinkled, and he looked extremely reluctant.
Ye Rou narrowed her fox eyes slightly: "Hmm?"
"Here, all for you." The little old lady pursed her lips as she handed over the snacks, her white hair trembling slightly because of her reluctance.
Ye Rou took the basket and stretched out her hand, saying, "Give me what's hidden in your arms too."
Song Zhishu had a resentful expression and took out the sour apricots hidden in his arms.
"It's really over this time, Xiaorou, can I leave now?"
Ye Rou shook her head, "Give me what's hidden in your sleeve too."
Song Zhishu's mouth corners were completely flattened.
Under the astonished gaze of the mute woman, Song Zhishu took out a large bag of candy from his left sleeve and a small bag of chocolate from his right sleeve.
“…”
There actually is one. The mute woman looked at Song Zhishu with admiration.
Ye Rou nodded and said, "I'll take the hawthorn rolls pinned on your back, but don't eat too much."
“!”
Song Zhishu was convinced.
I don't dare to have any extravagant thoughts.
The little old lady walked away dejectedly, holding a large hawthorn roll.
Seeing Xiaorou being carried by Jiang Chen, Zheng Zhiyuan glared at Jiang Chen. Just as he was about to speak, the tightly closed door opened.
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