Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 350 What Do You Say About My Relationship With Him?
Jiaoqiao snorted softly, turned her face away, the tips of her ears were slightly red.

Jiang Heng's expression was flat, not at all like when he spoke just now, and he took her hand honestly, "Let's go, I'll take you to rest first."

The return rate is quite high along the way.

"Fuck! Why did the ancestor suddenly bring someone back?"

"Ahhh, this is the first time in my life that I saw my ancestor holding a girl's hand?"

"What a little girl, she looks younger than me."

All kinds of surprises and exclamations sounded from the ears, in an endless stream.

Jiaoqiao wrinkled her nose, raised her head and asked, "Why do these people call you Patriarch?"

Jiang Heng's eyes were light, and he explained softly, "They are all my descendants."

The little girl's face wrinkled and turned into a bitter gourd in an instant, "You gave birth?"

He faltered, took a deep breath and said, "No! They are descendants of my cousin."

In the end, he straightened his face again and threatened: "Speak nonsense again, and I'll take care of you."

Jiaoqiao hurriedly covered her mouth, she could only obediently follow him and dare not say anything more.

The inside of the city is very large, but it is not like the ordinary city seen outside, but similar to a manor.

Pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings.

Passing through the promenades and bypassing a garden, there is a small and exquisite garden.

"Okay, you just stay here honestly, don't go anywhere, I'll go chat with a few ancestors."

After arranging for her to stay, Jiang Heng turned around and went out again.

"Wait a moment."

Jiaoqiao tugged at his sleeve, and asked pitifully, "Then what should I do?"

Jiang Heng froze for a moment, patted her head, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be back at night."

"What did you say!"

Jiaoqiao rolled his eyes at him and blushed, "I'm asking what to eat, I'm a little hungry."

He was startled, and then suddenly remembered that the little girl hadn't eaten after flying for so long.

Unlike him, she still attaches great importance to the desire of tongue.

"I'll get someone to bring you some later."

Jiang Heng rubbed her little head and gave another word of advice before leaving in peace.

After he left, Jiaoqiao was bored by herself and looked around the environment.

This style is very Jiang Heng, clean and elegant, without a sense of grandeur.

"so boring…"

She was lying on the table, playing with the teacup lazily.

After a long time, someone knocked on the wooden door.

"Bang bang bang."

Jiaoqiao barely raised her head, and lazily replied, "Come in."

"Yes."

Outside the door, a soft voice came.

A woman in a water-blue robe curled up with a snack, her figure was soft and charming, like water.

She was followed by maids one after another, all carrying silver trays.

"Miss Jiao, this is the snack that the ancestor ordered us to send. You can try it. If you don't like it, I will ask someone to make it again."

The woman bowed slightly, put the snacks on the table, then got up and said, "My name is Jiang Lan, if you need anything, just tell me."

"Jiang Lan?"

Jiaoqiao nodded and gave her a sweet smile, "Thank you."

All clear!

The surname Jiang is fine.

Jiang Lan blinked her eyes, sat down, and asked softly, "Miss Jiao, may I ask you a question, what is your relationship with the ancestor?"

Jiaoqiao held a snack and just finished her mouth, when she heard the words she raised her head in a daze, "Isn't that still clear?"

Jiang Lan: "?"

The little girl swallowed the snack in one gulp, patted her chest and said, "I live at his place and sleep with him, what do you think I have to do with him?"

(End of this chapter)