Chapter 90: Chapter 90

There were four thousand words in the previous chapter and one thousand words in the previous chapter of this chapter.
Dizzy and sore.
Jiang Zhan opened his eyes, and it took him a long time to recover from his dim and uncomfortable discomfort, and his scattered eyes gradually focused on the alarm clock at the bedside table-13:45 pm.
It was the next afternoon.
Jiang Zeng turned up and sat up, and was immediately suffocated by a secret pain somewhere. It took a long time to tremble and relax his muscles.
He has been washed all over his body, replaced a loose short-sleeved white t as pajamas, the soft texture emits the smell of sunlight, just because Yan Yan's size is too large, which makes him look a bit empty. Looking from the standing mirror on the corner of the bed, the neck and collarbone exposed between the wide neckline and the arms under the short sleeves were all traces, which could not disappear for a while.
Jiang Zhuang closed her eyes gently, sitting motionless on the bed, and the bedding slid silently from the waist.
Before Jiangzhan's physique was no more than thirty seconds from falling asleep to preparing for war, but now it is obviously impossible. It takes more than ten minutes to barely recover from the low blood pressure vertigo. After a long while, he finally opened his eyes tiredly again, and just wanted to get out of bed and leave the master bedroom, wash in the guest bedroom, and suddenly lifted his hand.
He even had a ring on his ring finger.
It was a seemingly ordinary platinum ring, which was very light and very new, and could not see any traces of used. In fact, the size of this ring is just right on the middle finger, but I don't know why Yan Yan still put it on the ring finger, which seems a little loose.
Jiang Zhe was silent for a long time, took the ring off, and placed it gently on the bedside table.
He got up and walked out of this master bedroom full of rigorous atmosphere, returned to the guest bedroom next door where he had been living and washed his face. When he stood up, he stared at his watery face in the mirror, with some doubts in his eyes, and seemed very confused.
Where does it look good? he thinks.
Half a moment, he shook his head with a mockery and turned around, and suddenly met Yan Yan who was leaning quietly against the door frame.
"..." The two faced each other for a moment, as if Yan Jian hadn't seen Jiang Zhan's empty left ring finger, his handsome face slowly smiled: "Good morning, Jiang team."
The jokes in this remark are almost obvious.
"It's afternoon," Jiang didn't look up, wiped his face with a towel, I don't know if it was because of this or because last night, his lips were still slightly red. Yan Yan looked intently, until Jiang Zhan finished washing and trying to bypass him and walk out of the bathroom, he suddenly caught Jiang Zhan's hand.
Both of them stopped, standing and staring at each other in a very limited space.
Yan Yan moved his mouth and slowly said, "Jiang Zhan ..."
When Jiang Zangzheng thought he was going to say something, he saw Yan Yan suddenly put it away again and smiled, "I made something to eat, come on."
Yan Ye did n’t just
make something to eat
. He moved the Cantonese-style morning tea at a five-star hotel into the house. The lean eggs and congee, chicken feet, fresh bamboo rolls, various shrimp dumplings, etc Assorted. I don't know when he got up to order on the phone. The porridge was still warm, just the temperature at the entrance.
"Too much, right?" Jiang stopped.
Yan Zheng took the dishes in the kitchen. "You eat first, and you'll go out later!"
Jiang Zhan didn't listen carefully, and while Yan Zheng turned his head, he glanced sideways into the master bedroom.
The ring on the bedside table has been closed silently.
Jiang Zhan exhaled silently.
"It's not easy to give a suspension review. I have to wonder if Lu Bureau knows the future and gave me the wedding leave ahead of time." Yan Yan went out of the kitchen with a bowl and personally filled Jiang Zhi with lean eggs and congee. : "Especially when I woke up this morning, I thought there must be at least a dozen missed calls or a hundred and eighty big and small things waiting in the bureau, hey, who knows only Ma Xiang's short-sighted thing He called and asked only the closing file. "
"Because your other teams have gone to work."
"Hey, the remaining teams are on the half-day shift every day. Ma Xiang said that the rest of the work is chaired by Lu Bureau."
Jiang Zang's spoon was slightly slumped on the edge of the bowl.
Yan Yan sat on the chair next to him, staring at Jiang to stop eating, and suddenly asked, "Don't it taste good?"
Cantonese-style morning tea, like Sichuan-style hot pot, is an ace of Chinese cuisine that can both fight the world and the mountains. There is almost no problem of unsuitable taste in the human range. Jiang stopped and looked back, shook his head and said, "No, it tastes good."
"Are you comfortable in this chair?"
"Ah?" Jiang Zhan didn't respond.
Yan Yan said earnestly: "Isn't the chair too hard?"
"..."
Jiang Zhan stopped half of the fresh bamboo roll chopsticks in the air, staring at Yan Yan with no expression, the next second he was suddenly hugged by Yan Yan with a thunderbolt, and quickly grabbed into his arms and forced him. Sitting on one's lap: "Come and sit here with me, sitting in my arms is softer ..."
"Yan Yan this daylight--"
"Let me feed you this. A cage of leeks and shrimp dumplings in my special place. Leeks eat good health ..."
Jiang stopped crying and couldn't help laughing, hurriedly struggling out of Yan Mao's arms, and knocked out the green leek shrimp dumplings on his chopsticks, and stuffed a piece of steamed fish belly into his bowl: "Eat less leek and more fish, your kidneys don't need to fill "Thank you for your brain!"
Yan shook his head with regret, and sighed at the fish again. "Forget it, everything you gave me was delicious." Then he glanced at Jiang Zhan waist with a worried look.
A serious patient who had been in a coma for three years, Jiang Dian was too lazy to engage in a verbal battle with Yan Mao. He drank half a bowl of porridge and lowered his small white porcelain spoon, feeling that his stomach was full. . Yan Yan saw that he was okay today, so he no longer forced him to eat more food, and said, "Will you go out with me later and come back at night."
"how?"
"Birthday." Yan Yan laughed: "Although I don't think it makes much sense for a man to have his birthday after the age of eighteen, there is still a family member to get together every year. In addition to helping me celebrate in name, of course There are others ... after all, my father and mother gave birth to me, and the business stall was so big. "
Possibly because Yan Xie's usual performances were too plain and simple to reminisce any dog-blood giant's grudges, so when he said this, Jiang Zhan could not help but look at him unexpectedly.
Fearing that he had misunderstood Yan Yan, he quickly explained: "But my task is only to make a face appearance in the past, which means that I am still alive, calling on my relatives to unite friendship, harmony and harmony, and then eat and drink and then come back. You and me will not ask more. It ’s over just saying you ’re my friend, and my parents wo n’t say anything, do n’t worry.

Jiang stopped hesitating for a few seconds while Yan Yan couldn't stop his earnest gaze, and slowly said, "But ... I'm still tired today, or should I say it next time?"
"We can just go back in a circle and ten minutes."
Jiang Zhan still shook his head: "The relatives in your family must have a broad friendship. I'm like this now. It's better to avoid such crowds, let's forget it."
Yan Yan's eyes seemed a little disappointed.
But the advantage of Yan Yan as an adult in his thirties is that he can quickly control his emotions, so he nodded and said, "It's true." Then he even waved his hand with a smile and said, "Then you Take a rest at home. I must be back soon. "
Yan Yan said he must go home earlier, but he didn't leave home earlier. He tidyly packed the chopsticks, dragged Jiang Zhan to the cloakroom of the master bedroom, opened the front and blind date special equipment closet, took out every shirt in front of the upper body, and repeatedly asked Jiang Zhan's opinions: How about this one? "
Jiang Zang said, "Handsome, handsome."
"What about this one?"
Jiang Zhan put his hands in the pockets of his parents' pants, and said helplessly: "Also handsome, handsome."
Yan Yan heard nothing. He was naked with his upper body. For many years, he had worked in front-line work and insisted on keeping his body shape perfect. He was thin and undressed. He threatened to stop Jiang to the top of the cloakroom and lowered his teeth. Didn't you say that in bed last night? "
"..." Jiang Zang's face was a little hard to detect, but still calm: "What did I say last night?"
"You hold me and say that my husband is so handsome, he looks so good, my husband is the best in the world ..."
Jiang Zhan fluttered a laugh, raised his head and tried to pull away a few centimeters away, and solemnly said: "It doesn't matter what you look good on."
Yan Zheng was about to teach him a lesson, but he did not expect that Jiang Detachment could say this, but he stopped at that time.
"So don't go naked in your clothes," Jiang Zhan Renjun said, "then everyone knows you are the best in the world."
Before Yan Yan had time to start, Jiang Zhan, who had already been prepared, had already slipped out of the corner, and rushed to the main bedroom door in three steps and two steps. The reacted Yan Yan flew forward and took it back and pressed it on the bed. , I stopped my hands and feet a few times, forcibly reached into the creak and scrambled: "You come back to me! I see where you are going ?!"
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong ..." Jiang Zhan struggled and smiled for mercy: "Xing Xing Xing, you look good in whatever you wear, oh don't push me ..."
Yan Yan grabbed Jiang Zhan's waistband and wanted to dig down. He was caught by the latter and failed. The two tumbling on the big bed for a while, and finally ended with Jiang Zhan's constant begging and claiming "pain and pain", Yan Yan stared straight down like a male tiger who was hungry and quickly hungry. Jiang paused for a while before yelling, "I'll be there for two days ... I'm tomorrow ... I'll give you another great tonight."
Jiang Zhan was squeaked out of breath, his black and white eyes were filled with water, his cheeks were slightly red, and his black hair was cluttered on the snow-white sheets. He sneered and said, "You roll me!"
Yan Yan could not afford it, bowing his head and sniffing anxiously around his neck, just like the tender and delicious prey in his arms. For a long time he finally got up unwillingly and murmured, "Why not eat more chives ..."
Jiang Zhe's deterrent gesture made a tangent gesture: "Do you want to leave again?"
Yan Yan covered her crotch and entered the cloakroom. Shaoqi finally changed her clothes, grabbed her hair, and came out. He didn't really want to dress up to meet relatives sincerely. Without Jiangzhan as a display object, he only changed ordinary polo shirts and jeans, and a stainless steel watch on his hands, so it seemed more important than wearing formal clothes. Young, frowning between the eyebrows and unstoppable, the breath of the frizzy guy who just fell in love.
Jiang stopped and drank tea in the living room, and when he looked up, he saw that, the corner of his pale mouth seemed to want to laugh, and he held back without expression.
"Why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing."
Yan Yan snorted contentedly, and said, "Kiss each other ..."
Yan Yan bent down in front of the sofa, and clinging to Jiang's chin tiredly, he exchanged a long kiss with a mouthwash of lemon. Only a few minutes later he reluctantly parted, stared at Jiang Zhan's eyes, and then kissed his eyelids again.
Jiang closed his eyes, feeling the warm breath passing by the end of his eyelashes, and he was instantly touched.
"You have run out of tea for my daughter-in-law and you want to lift your pants and run," whispered Yan Yan.
Jiang Zhi didn't squeak, was calm, and his ears were a little red. This time, he finally couldn't push the pot to the innocent Han Xiaomei.
"I'll bring you back at night, ah." Yan Yan could not help but smile: "La Tong Tongxing took five cakes at the time."
Jiang Zhan: "..."
"But I only have a daughter-in-law," Yan Yan blinked at him with a smile, and he didn't wait for Jiang Zhe to answer this sentence, and turned to leave the house. 2k novel reading network