Chapter 158 You think about everyone, but you don’t think about me, right?
The room was filled with the rich aroma of spicy hot pot. Jiang Wanwan used chicken broth as the base soup, and added milk powder, 28 sauce, chili oil and sesame oil, and beef balls. There was red oil floating in the milky white soup, and pea tips, dried tofu shreds, wild onions and wild mushrooms from the mountains were added. The soup tasted fresh and fragrant. Shen Xingjiang took a sip and took a few sips of the soup from the basin.
"Why haven't I heard of this before? What do you think?"
Jiang Wanwan looked at the spicy hot pot eagerly and nodded aggrievedly: "Yes, I just made it casually."
It's so delicious just by making it casually... He had never heard of Malatang before. It was more likely that it was something she had eaten in her previous life and she made it in advance.
Not to mention, eating with his wife's chopsticks tastes delicious.
Jiang Wanwan didn't know what Shen Xingjiang was thinking. If she couldn't eat it, she would just think of it as losing weight and cook it tomorrow.
"Go ahead, tell your brother-in-law and see if he's afraid."
Upon hearing this, Shen Xingjiang took the time to glance at Jiang Juan. He usually didn't like to talk much, and his expression was very indifferent, with a sense of distance. The sense of distance diluted his overly superior bone structure. In fact, such a faint glance at people can attract other people's attention.
For example, Jiang Wanwan was so attracted by Shen Xingjiang's face that she couldn't take her eyes away.
Really handsome.
Who is this handsome man who eats every day? And it tastes so good!
Who is it on earth!
Jiang Wanwan looked at Shen Xingjiang's dragon-shaped and phoenix-colored face, and his eyes were filled with love that could not be hidden. Shen Xingjiang put the chopsticks on the aluminum basin, put his arms around his shoulders and looked at Jiang Juan, and uttered a commanding word with his thin lips: "Speak."
Jiang Jun’s face is the male version of Jiang Wanwan, and whenever Shen Xingjiang sees his brother-in-law, he has the illusion that... Jiang Jun is his son.
Jiang Jun suffered a lot after being sent down to the countryside. Even dogs on the street would kick him. The young man, who was once full of vigor and vitality, now had to depend on other people for his livelihood, and he felt aggrieved.
He finally got out, but his mother still doesn't care about him and only wants to use him to build relationships. That's too unfair.
His sister and brother-in-law stood up for him without a word. Bombarded with tons of sense of security, Jiang Jun lowered his head.
This pose, this expression.
Shen Xingjiang hugged his shoulders and leaned against the back of the chair. Jiang Wanwan leaned on Shen Xingjiang's strong shoulders from the side. Looking at Jiang Juan's aggrieved look, they both had the same idea.
Why do Jiang Jun and Jiang Yourou look so similar when they cry out in grievance?
"My mother called me to eat for the first time. Besides Jiang Lian and Cheng Shiguan, there was also Cheng Shiguan's sister. They wanted to match me with Cheng Shiguan's sister, but I refused. Cheng Sile actually forced me to drink the soup. Brother-in-law, I felt like a good girl who was forced into prostitution. I was really humiliated."
Jiang Jun sounded very aggrieved and his nose turned red.
Shen Xingjiang clicked his tongue in his heart.
When I have children in the future, especially boys, I must not raise them with a personality like Jiang Jun.
It’s okay for girls to cry for no reason, but how can a man cry for no reason?
"So, you didn't flip the table?"
Jiang Jun thought to himself that you and my sister are really a couple, why are you both thinking about turning the table over? "No, I was afraid of causing trouble for you, so I didn't turn the table over."
Jiang Wanwan leaned against Shen Xingjiang and asked, "Husband, do you think we should just overturn the table and smash all the dishes? Are you afraid of doing this?"
Shen Xingjiang sneered: “I’m afraid I didn’t hit it hard enough.”
"Jiang Jun, you are not as courageous as your sister. You are timid. As long as you don't take the initiative to do anything that is harmful to others, you don't need to endure if someone bullies you. You are your sister's only brother. I will marry your sister and live one day at a time. She doesn't need to endure, and the people she cares about don't need to endure either."
Otherwise Jiang Wanwan will be sad.
Jiang Wanwan gave a thumbs up and said, "Did you hear that? We don't need you to endure it here. Next time someone bullies you and you are bullied like a drowned dog, don't come back to recognize me."
Jiang Jun didn't expect his brother-in-law to be so tough. His ears became hot after hearing it.
"Okay! I will definitely not be bullied again next time."
When will he be able to be a man like his brother-in-law?
Eat first, eat more, and grow stronger.
Jiang Jun's appetite has always been the same. He used to be picky about food and wouldn't eat this or that. After dinner, he would take the dishes to the kitchen and wash them carefully before leaving.
Shen Xingjiang gave him his dormitory to live in, and Jiang Jun slept there every day.
After the younger brother of the Jiang family left, Shen Xingjiang locked the gate of the courtyard. The moonlight was bright and clear. The yard was full of fruits and vegetables. There was a warm candlelight in the house. His lazy wife was lying in front of the table studying. The wind blew her satin-like hair, and her hair hung on her snow-white shoulders. She was very beautiful.
Shen Xingjiang simply stood there admiring it. He subconsciously reached into his pocket for a cigarette, but found nothing. There was only the touch of fabric in his pocket, and a few cents of pocket money.
He could only stand outside and watch.
Inside the house, Jiang Wanwan was arguing over a math problem.
Zheng Suan's head was bald, and she felt two fiery gazes fixed on her forehead. She looked up blankly, and her watery peach blossom eyes met Shen Xingjiang: "What are you doing standing there?"
The gaze at that moment.
How to describe it?
Shen Xingjiang summed up the vocabulary. He felt like there was a river of spring water that flowed through the long river of time, from when he was a child and had a desire for the word happiness, to now, being soaked in the warm water.
The happiness he pursued was within reach and sprouted in his heart.
He raised his lips: "Look at you."
Jiang Wanwan's mind was full of things, about Tencent, the chicken coop, the school for treasure appraisal, where Qin Xiaoye had gone, what was going to happen to Han Zhang in the future, and Jiang Jun and her mother...
There were a lot of things waiting for her to do, so she didn't notice the deep affection in Shen Xingjiang's eyes.
She lowered her head to finish the task at hand and ignored him.
Shen Xingjiang lowered his long eyelashes at the end of his eyes, feeling very unhappy.
Jiang Wanwan was writing an equation when her pen was suddenly taken away by a man who came into the room. She pursed her rosy red lips and said, "Jiangjiang, stop making trouble. Give me the pen quickly."
Shen Xingjiang threw her pen out of the window.
Jiang Wanwan was a little angry: "What are you doing? Go pick it up for me."
You can pick it up... but not now.
Shen Xingjiang clasped her waist with his warm hands, and easily lifted her up to sit on the table facing him, using his knees to push her thin legs apart.
After entering the house, Jiang Wanwan changed into a cream-colored tank top and white cotton shorts underneath. Her skin was as white and smooth as milk. The thin straps hung on her narrow shoulders, and her purity exuded an unconscious temptation.
It is not superficial, but like the fragrance of a flower hidden in the core, spreading silently and moistening everything.
By the time you realize it, you've been hooked and lost your mind.
It has been a busy time with a lot of things to do. After a long time of intimacy, Jiang Wanwan has returned to the state of a tightly closed clam shell, feeling immature, ignorant, and unable to bear it.
Shen Xingjiang lifted her chin, slowly lowered his head in her uneasy gaze, held her lips, kissed her lightly and gently, and then there was a violent storm.
Jiang Wanwan was forced to endure it and hid backwards. Her waist was strangled by the hunter, and her back was pulled into a beautiful curve.
Shen Xingjiang bit the tip of her tongue: "Everyone wants it, but you don't want me, right?"
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