Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Zhou Xufang pulled Jiang Zhi into the room and closed the door.

She said, "Your grandma is so kind."

"Ok."

is very good.

She also said: "I like the Lu family."

"Ok."

He likes it too.

Zhou Xufang would speak for her if he couldn't say it.

She fed him an almond: "Is it delicious?"

It's sweet and salty, Jiang Zhi never eats this stuff before.

He nodded: "Well, not bad."

Zhou Xufang smiled and stuffed another one into his mouth.

Jiang Zhi put the plate on the cupboard, took his girlfriend into his arms, and a little over eighteen meters pasted her: "Xu Fang, I am very happy."

The tone began to be delicate again.

Because someone is favored.

Zhou Xu spinning a bracelet on his waist: "I am also very happy."

He was in a good mood and interested, and pulled down his girlfriend's collar and pressed his lips up: "I want to kiss you."

Zhou Xufang shrank back: "But I'm going to eat chicken feet now."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

He is not as important as chicken feet, right!

He was a little sour, more sour than hot and sour chicken feet, and said unreasonably: "I'm going to kiss first."

He is a pet and proud little Jiaohua.

Okay, she just spoiled him more, hugged him on the neck, and tiptoed to kiss him—

"Xu Fang," Lu Sheng called downstairs, "Come down and eat chicken feet."

Zhou Xufang twisted her head and stopped kissing. He returned to Lu Sheng and said, "Here." After speaking, she pushed Jiang Zhi away, and she ran away choking.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Chicken feet are more important than him!

Finally, Jiang Zhi kissed Zhou Xufang, who tasted hot and sour chicken feet.

At night, Zhou Xufang slept on the bed and Jiang Zhi slept on the ground. He turned over for the nineteenth time.

Zhou Xufang also turned over and turned to his side: "Jiang Zhi."

"Ok."

Zhou Xufang was sleepy, with a soft voice, "Why are you still up?"

The light was not turned on in the room, and the curtains were drawn. Jiang Zhi's gaze looked for Zhou Xufang's face in the darkness: "Did I disturb you?" He lay flat, looking at the bed with his head sideways, "I don't Turned over, you sleep."

Zhou Xufang rubbed his fighting eyelids and moved a little to the back of the bed: "Come up and sleep."

Jiang Zhi lay still and said, "I will kick you."

"You won't be kicked, you sleep better these days."

After she became pregnant, Jiang Zhi was always afraid that she would be kicked and crushed when she slept. He slept unsteadily at night, and the quality of sleep was worse than before, but his sleeping condition was much better.

Jiang Zhi lifted the quilt, hugged the pillow and lay beside her, leaning on his side and hugging her with one hand: "Go to sleep."

"Ok."

She fell asleep very quickly and fell asleep after a short while. Contrary to Jiang Zhi, she slept a lot after pregnancy, and she slept deeply, not as alert as before.

When she was asleep, Jiang Zhi lay back on the ground. He didn't feel sleepy at all. He didn't dare to move for fear of waking Zhou Xufang. He lay down like a piece of wood for nearly an hour.

Still can't sleep.

He got up, opened the door lightly and went out. On the stairs, he saw Lu Xinglan.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

Lu Xinglan wore pure black pajamas, walking downstairs with drowsiness and sleepy eyes: "Drink water."

Jiang Zhi also went downstairs.

After Lu Xinglan drank the water, he went to the kitchen to take four cans of beer and put them on the dining table. Jiang Zhi sat across from him. He pushed one can and opened one by himself.

The beer is iced, so refreshing.

Lu Xinglan lost his sleep a little: "Do you know that my second uncle and your grandmother had a car accident?"

despair.

Jiang Zhi opened the tab of the beer can: "Yeah."

Lu Xinglan drank and said to himself: "At that time, my second uncle and your mother were getting married. He went to pick up your grandma to attend the wedding. There was a car accident on the way. The driver was drunk and was driving. Your grandma avoided, he turned the steering wheel and died on the spot."

These Jiangzhi have been found.

"The old lady sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person. The pain of losing a child has not been relieved. I blamed your mother and didn't want to see her." Lu Xinglan took a sip in his mouth, and he looked serious and rigid in black, "Your grandma We were seriously injured at the time. Our Lu family was still going through funerals and could not take care of anything else. The old lady couldn't afford to be ill. During that time, she refused to see your mother. Your mother had nowhere to ask for help, so she married the Jiang family."

Lu Xinglan took a break and asked, "Do you know this?"

There is no wave on Jiang Zhi's face: "I know."

Her mother married Jiang Weixuan because of high medical expenses.

"The old lady blamed herself for many years, but now that she knows that your mother was still pregnant with a child, she can't get through the hurdle in her heart. She thinks she hurt you." Lu Xinglan threw the empty beer can into the trash can and opened it again. Jar, took a sip, and then said, "Just now the old lady called me over because of her drunkenness and asked me if I mind. She wanted to give Lu to you, saying that she was too old and could make up for your lack of time. There is nothing I can give you except to save some property."

Since the old lady knew that Jiang Zhi was from Lu's family, she began to arrange the affairs of her family. She had almost made a will. She tried her best to make up for him, but she felt owed in her heart, and even dared not get close.

Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes, his emotions were not revealed at all, and he didn't know whether he was happy or angry, so he just said: "You told her that I don't want it."

"Tell her yourself." If you are not sleepy, Lu Xinglan would be like a steady old cadre, speaking very well: "Regardless of whether you have grievances in your heart, find a time to talk to her and settle it."

Jiang Zhi drank the wine in the jar, stood up, and pulled the chair away: "It sounds like that." The elder's shelf was held steady.

Lu Xinglan should: "Of course, the eldest brother is like a father."

"..."

Jiang Zhi threw away the beer can and went back to the room.

Lu Xinglan asked afterwards: "What's the matter with your illness?"

He did not hide: "Pretend."

"..."

Lu Xinglan had seen his three steps, one panting, five steps and one coughing, especially in winter, as if he was dying, he actually pretended...

Lu Xinglan also got up and walked upstairs: "The acting is good."

Jiang Zhi walked in front: "Of course, I am the director." He turned his head and commented objectively, "Your acting skills are not good, you are too exaggerated."

Lu Xinglan: ...￣へ￣.

He is not an actor!

In summer, dawn is early, and dawn will be there at five or six in the morning.

Yao Tourmaline got up to go to the bathroom. The hot and sour chicken feet were a bit salty last night. She went to pour a glass of water to drink.

"Morning." Lin Qiunan came out of the kitchen, still wearing an apron.

Yao Tourma looked at the clock on the wall, it was only 6:15: "Mom, why did you get up so early?"

Lin Qiunan took a few eggs from the refrigerator, went back to the kitchen, filled a small pot with water and boiled it on fire, and said, "Jiang Zhi has to go back to the hospital early. I made him some breakfast."

The Lu family is all men cooking, and the old man will hurt others during his lifetime. After the old lady got married, she basically didn't go to the kitchen very much. The cooking skills are very average, and the number of hands-on cooking is counted.

Yao Tourmaline followed in and took a look: "This," she looked at the lumps of things in the pan, "this is fried noodles?" Is it burnt? It was dark, with a lot of meat, and a few green vegetables that were fried softly.

Lin Qiunan glanced at her: "Otherwise what?"

I'm really sorry for this.

Yao Tourma took the initiative to ask: "Is there any rice noodles? I will fry some more."

Lin Qiunan took two plates to serve: "Your craft, forget it."

"..."

Don't despise anyone.

Lin Qiunan took a pair of chopsticks and picked out the paste: "It doesn't look good, it tastes okay."

Yao Tourma wanted to taste it, so she went to get a pair of chopsticks.

Lin Qiunan calmly put two plates of fried rice noodles piled high on the other side, took two more plates and covered them.

Yao Tourmaline: "..."

She really just wanted to taste it.

There was movement upstairs, Yao Tourxi put the chopsticks back in embarrassment, and went out of the kitchen to see Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang coming downstairs: "They are down."

Zhou Xufang greeted the elders: "Mother is early." She also saw Lin Qiunan in the kitchen, "Morning grandma."

Lin Qiunan nodded to her and glanced at Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi did not say a word, and followed Zhou Xufang.

Yao Tourmaline asked Zhou Xufang: "Did you get used to sleeping last night?"

"habit."

Lin Qiunan brought out two plates of fried noodles with shredded pork and put them on the table: "Eat breakfast first." She went to the kitchen to get milk.

Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang were sitting at the table and eating fried noodles.

Lin Qiunan put down the milk, sat on the sofa, put on reading glasses, and opened the tablet to watch the news.

Yao Tourmaline brushed his teeth and came out, still curious about the taste of the fried noodles: "Your grandma made it. She hasn't cooked for a long time. Is the taste okay?"

Lin Qiunan moved a little over the dining table while sitting.

Zhou Xufang gave two thumbs up: "Okay."

Jiang Zhi also hummed.

Lin Qiunan supported the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, with a smile at the corners of her mouth and kind eyebrows.

When Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang stood up after eating, Lin Qiunan put down the tablet and walked over: "Are you full?"