Chapter 120 Who told me my wife loves flowers?
It was already past eight o'clock after dinner, and Xu Heyi just came to pick someone up after get off work.
Jiang Nuanzhu and Ji Ran walked out of the mall together and heard the sound of a horn.
Turning his head to look, Ji Ran asked in surprise, "Chen Siyi, why are you here?"
Chen Siyi was wearing a black shirt, his strong and muscular arms half exposed and casually draped outside the car window, his voice still cold and hard.
"Come and pick up my wife."
Ji Ran quickly walked over and patted his hand: "Don't be so cheesy, okay!"
Chen Siyi lowered his eyes, glanced at Ji Ran's legs under her flowing skirt, opened the car door and got out.
"My hands are so cold, and when my period comes, I'll just cry while hugging my pillow."
"I'm not cold?"
Ji Ran was stuffed into the passenger seat by Chen Siyi with a confused look on his face.
Just as she was about to say goodbye to Jiang Nuanzhu, Chen Siyi had already rolled up the car window and turned on the air conditioner.
Ji Ran: "You're crazy, it's summer now."
Chen Siyi took out a blanket from behind and threw it on Ji Ran: "Cover your legs."
Ji Ran threw the blanket away, unable to accept it, and said, "I said I'm not cold. Don't you see how hot it is now?"
It was nearly thirty-five degrees, and she was crazy enough to cover herself with a blanket?
"Then why are your hands so cold?" Chen Siyi stared at Ji Ran's white and straight legs and asked coldly.
Ji Ran: "My blood circulation is blocked, and my hands and feet are always cold."
"Um."
Chen Siyi's eyes were still fixed on Ji Ran's legs.
Ji Ran's whole body tensed up, and he immediately retracted his legs. "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing." Chen Siyi pretended to be calm and looked away.
By evening, Ji Ran fell completely into Chen Siyi's arms, and her long and slender legs were being manipulated at will.
She regretted wearing a skirt at night.
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As soon as Chen Siyi's car drove away, another car immediately followed.
The rear window rolled down, revealing Xu Heyi's face with clear contours and a calm and composed demeanor.
Jiang Nuanzhu stepped forward with a smile: "Are you here?"
"Yeah." Xu Heyi pushed open the door and got out of the car.
He raised his arm and put his arm around Jiang Nuanzhu's waist, placed his hand on top of his head to prevent collision, and protected Jiang Nuanzhu as she got into the car.
Jiang Nuanzhu: "Why is it such a coincidence today? You and Chen Siyi are just one in front and one behind."
Xu Heyi got into the car and closed the door, saying calmly, "I'm in front of Chen Siyi."
The secretary next to him added, "Boss Chen was right behind us, and when he got to the door, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator and overtook us."
"What?" Jiang Nuanzhu was stunned for a moment, somewhat suspecting that Chen Siyi did it on purpose.
In the car, Xu Heyi touched her hand and saw that she was still hot, so he didn't give her more clothes.
Xu Heyi explained: "Mr. Chen failed to seek a master, so he started to steal the master's skills."
Jiang Nuanzhu couldn't help laughing after hearing this, thinking of Ji Ran saying that Chen Siyi had been paying attention to Xu Heyi's movements recently.
"He's willing to learn from Ji Ran, which shows that he still cares about Ji Ran. That's good."
Xu Heyi glanced at her.
It was a very calm look, but Jiang Nuanzhu could see some dissatisfaction in it.
Jiang Nuanzhu shook his hand back: "But it's definitely not as talented as my husband's."
Thinking of Xu Heyi suppressing those rumors behind her back, Jiang Nuanzhu felt warm in her heart.
She asked softly, "You suppressed the news about the accident at the dance studio. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Yeah." Xu Heyi responded calmly, and deliberately said, "I'm planning to take credit tonight."
Jiang Nuanzhu's cheeks were instantly stained red, like cinnabar falling into a clear pool.
The night before last he wanted to take credit for it. After a whole day and night of hard work, Jiang Nuanzhu's legs are still sore.
And Jiang Nuanzhu also knew that Xu Heyi was coaxing her.
This incident happened some time ago, and Xu Heyi never revealed any information about it.
If she didn't ask, Xu Heyi wouldn't tell her.
He protected her and never asked for anything in return.
Jiang Nuanzhu pushed Xu Heyi away: "You can ask for credit, but I will reward you in another way."
Xu Heyi's eyes darkened, and he said meaningfully, "I really like the dress that Miss Jian gave me."
Jiang Nuanzhu's cheeks were so red that blood seemed to drip out.
She suddenly remembered what Xu Heyi said in her ear last night.
"From now on, before you do anything, open a present from the attic?"
Jiang Nuanzhu quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth and said in a low voice, "This is outside, don't talk nonsense!"
Xu Heyi's dark eyes looked at her quietly: "Then let's talk about it when we get home?"
Jiang Nuanzhu turned her face away, avoiding his sight, and whispered, "My legs are still sore now."
Her waist suddenly softened and she was pulled into Xu Heyi's arms.
Jiang Nuanzhu put his hands on Xu Heyi's chest, a little nervous: "You, what are you doing?"
This is in the car, and there is a driver next to us.
Jiang Nuanzhu secretly glanced to the side and found that the baffle in the middle had been retracted at some point, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as she lowered her head, she could see Xu Heyi's thick eyelashes and bottomless eyes.
Xu Heyi: "Are you really still sour?"
"Yeah." Jiang Nuanzhu responded softly.
"Then I'll let you go tonight." There seemed to be a faint smile in his heavy eyes. His big hand had already fallen on her calf, massaging Jiang Nuanzhu lightly or heavily.
Xu Heyi: "How's the strength?"
Jiang Nuanzhu slid his hands, took the initiative to hook Xu Heyi's shoulders, and leaned on his shoulders, "...Xu Heyi."
"Um?"
"It's great to have you."
Xu Heyi spoke calmly: "Call me husband next time."
Jiang Nuanzhu chuckled, her smile as bright as the morning sun: "Okay."
When they arrived at Villa No. 6, Xu Heyi helped Jiang Nuanzhu get out of the car and took her hand.
Just as Jiang Nuanzhu was about to turn around, her eyes were suddenly covered by Xu Heyi.
"What's wrong"
"Seeing that you've been very tired recently, I prepared a surprise."
"Flowers again?" Jiang Nuanzhu asked curiously.
Xu Heyi replied in a low voice: "Yes, who told me my wife likes flowers the most?"
This is also one of Jiang Nuanzhu's little secrets that he has never told.
Jiang Nuanzhu likes flowers, especially flowers with various shapes and colors that bloom in the wind.
Smelling the fragrance of flowers and watching them bloom, all the sorrows and worries are swept away.
When she was a child, her grandfather allocated a flower garden for her in the countryside. Every year, her grandmother would take her to plant more than ten kinds of flowers in the garden.
There are roses, roses, camellias, daffodils, lilies... The following spring, these flowers bloomed one after another, embellishing Jiang Nuanzhu's boring childhood of dancing.
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