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Chapter 443 Long-winded you for the rest of your life! !
"You also know that I am Mrs. Jiang! What are you doing at my house?"

"I'll come and see Mr. Jiang, I heard he has a cold!"

"You can see my husband too? Get lost—" Yan Nian pointed at the gate of the community.

Sun Zheng gritted her teeth, "Don't be too happy, Beiyuan wants to divorce you."

"Marriage from your aunt's house!" Yan Nian slapped him again——

Sun Zheng knew everything, so he didn't know how to hit people, and ran away like a mouse with its tail between its legs.

I thought to myself that birds of a feather flock together, and that Mrs. Xu last time was also so fierce.

Yan Nian entered the house.

Jiangbeiyuan was cooking soup in the kitchen, clenched his hands into fists, and coughed on his lips.

Yan Nian wanted to scold him a few words!

If you are willing to do it, Sun Zheng is now attached to you!

But seeing how weak he is, I don't want to scold him anymore, save it!

"Why are you back?" Jiang Beiyuan wanted to see Yan Nian, but didn't want her to come back now, he frowned, "I have a cold, don't infect you, stay away from me."

"Okay, I'll stay away from you, I'll move to find He Huaiguang now."

"I did not mean that--"

He became anxious all of a sudden, spoke anxiously, and coughed even worse, "You girl, why are you willing to misinterpret my meaning."

Yan Nian sighed, stopped arguing with him, and patted him on the shoulder, not caring at all if Jiangbeiyuan caught her cold or anything.

"Go to the sofa and rest. I'll make the soup you want to drink and the ingredients you want to prepare."

"Need not."

"I'll use it as I say, Jiang Ting, go and sit down."

Yan Nian rarely called him Jiang Ting.

But calling once means getting angry once.

Jiang Beiyuan glanced at her, "Be careful, don't burn your hands."

"I know! Long-winded."

"Worrying about you forever!" He said vigorously.

Yan Nian curled the corner of his mouth.

Turning his back to the past, he made soup for Jiangbeiyuan.

Jiang's family caught a cold, so they didn't take western medicine, and they boiled several traditional Chinese medicines together.

The bowls in her house were all made of blue and white porcelain. Jiang San'er bought them, and Yan Nian came out with hot soup.

Put the bowl on the coffee table.

He also said, "San'er has a better vision than you, the bowls I bought are just beautiful!"

"No one has a better vision than me when it comes to choosing a wife."

Yan Nian bent his lips again when he heard this.

"Shall I feed you?"

"Yes." He answered quickly, looking into her eyes.

Yan Nian took the spoon, made a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and sent it to Jiangbeiyuan's mouth.

Feed a few spoonfuls.

Return the spoon to the bowl.

Jiang Beiyuan pointed at the bowl, and suddenly said, "The spoon must return to the bowl after all."

Yan Nian: "..."

She understood his subtext, imitating his usual arrogant snort, "Yes, I am a spoon, you are a bowl, your capacity is bigger than mine, a man's prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach."

Jiangbeiyuan shook his head and smirked, "I am the spoon, you are the bowl, and I am inside you."

Yan Nian wished he could slap him to death!
"Drink it yourself, I won't feed you anymore!"

"...Wrong." Jiangbeiyuan turned his face away and coughed several times.

I really have a cold.

If you pretend to have a cold, why resist her approach so much.

How proud, Yan Nian blew soup on Jiangbeiyuan, and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

Yan Nian put the empty bowl on the coffee table.

Chang An came over, picked up the bowl on the table and sent it to the kitchen.

Chang'an has always been a dog with good eyesight, and he followed his mother, Yuli.

Yan Nian opened his arms and greeted Chang'an in the kitchen:
"Good baby, come here and give me a hug!"

Chang An ran over obediently.

Yan Nian hugged Chang An, stroked Chang An's hair, felt that Chang An's hair had grown, and it was time to cut it gradually, then raised the dog's paw, and sent it forward: "Chang An, bite this annoying man!"

"Woof!" Chang An yelled twice in cooperation.

Jiangbeiyuan dodged back cooperatively, pretending to be afraid.

Yan Nian smiled, and patted Chang An's head, "Okay, don't scare him, he has a cold today, let's let him go first."

Her smile fell into his eyes, and Jiang Beiyuan also raised his lips and smiled.

The atmosphere finally became warmer.

……

As long as Zhao Ningyue is free these days, she will come to accompany Jiang Chunhe.

Jiang Chunhe played with the "wait a minute" on the table, shaking it left and right. This little girl looked like herself before.

Now look like a child.

I don't know if the one shed in my stomach is also a female baby.

"Chunhe, shall we play a game?" Zhao Ningyue asked.

Jiang Chunhe was puzzled, "What game?"

"Test if your husband cares about you!"

"How do you measure it?" Jiang Chunhe was curious and became a little interested.

Zhao Ningyue said, "Call your husband and tell him, I miss you, and see how he reacts."

"A normal man would say, I miss you too."

"Yes! But what if your husband is abnormal?"

"..." Then Jiang Chunhe fought.

She heard that Shen Chaosheng was very quiet, probably in the office or meeting room.

"Chun'er? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just miss you. I'll call you and tell you."

There was silence on the other end for two seconds.

Rear.

"I miss you too."

"Oh..." Jiang Chunhe hung up the phone.

She was using the speakerphone, so Zhao Ningyue also heard Shen Chaosheng's words.

Jiang Chunhe raised his mobile phone, "Look, he is also a normal man."

Zhao Ningyue nodded, "Maybe all men are like this, let me cut some fruit for you to eat, I see you have a lot of fruit in the kitchen."

"Okay, you can cut whatever you like, I won't pick."

Mainly because I have no appetite.

Jiang Chunhe sat on the bed with his knees bent, playing with that and so on with both hands.

Totally boring.

10 minute later.

Hearing that Zhao Ningyue seemed to be talking to someone——

Wanting to go out and have a look, before getting out of bed, Shen Chaosheng came in, busy, "Chun'er!"

He called her, ran over, and held her in his arms, tightly.

Jiang Chunhe raised his hand and touched the sweat seeping from Shen Chaosheng's back.

"Did you run back?"

"Well, there was a traffic jam on the North Ring Road, so I got out of the car and ran."

Jiang Chunhe was taken aback.

From Beihuan Road to Tingyuan Pavilion, the distance is 2 kilometers!Shen Chaosheng ran back?

"Why are you running back in such a hurry?"

"Didn't you say you missed me? I was very happy when you said this to me."

Shen Chaosheng's generous palms pressed the back of her head, pressed into his arms, and sighed.

"Don't resist me, don't hate me, okay? I know you're sad, as long as it makes you happy, I'm willing to do anything, as long as——you don't leave me because of this."

Jiang Chunhe listened quietly, her long eyelashes lowered.

She thought for a while, and then said: "I may need time to digest! Because I am really suffering now, and I don't know when I will be fully recovered. I have no way to guarantee it."

(End of this chapter)