Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Luo Shanshan immediately told Ningzhou what happened.

She also told him everything she knew about Qian Qiao.

As a result, when everyone heard it.

This Mr. Qian is actually a die-hard fan of Mr. Jiang.

Everyone subconsciously cast strange glances at someone.

Especially a young wife.

Under the pressure of those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Mr. Jiang felt a sudden pang in his heart for no reason.

Then he smiled awkwardly.

Well known.

The young wife's family sells vinegar.

If there is a disagreement, I will make something to eat.

But Qian Qiao is a girl who knows how to handle things.

What he is best at is making trouble.

At this moment.

Miss Jiang could even foresee the scene of Qian Qiao, the girl, leaning close to her with a loving look on her face, teasing her.

By the time.

These two people will definitely meet each other...

What if a fight breaks out then?

Young wife.

Qian Qiao...

Although it is undoubtedly helping the young wife.

But Qian Qiao that girl...

Suddenly.

Miss Jiang actually had the urge to take the college entrance examination in advance...

.........

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Chapter 414 The Young Wife's Self-blame

Miss Jiang still underestimated the extent of her young wife's jealousy.

It started with that half-smile at noon.

The young wife's language function seemed to have been edited by someone.

No matter what is said, the word "die-hard fan" will be sweetly added.

such as.

"Wenwen, have you seen my eraser?"

"With the die-hard fans..."

...

"Wenwen, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"Okay, why not call your die-hard fans along."

...

"Wenwen, what is the next class?"

"What about the die-hard fan class?"

What the hell...

Ok.

The next class is indeed music class.

And it was the first class taught by Qian Qiao.

Here comes the problem.

Take the current situation where everyone is jealous.

This lesson is probably as dangerous as the Battle of Slingrad.

and so…

On the way to the music room.

Miss Jiang came closer to the young wife.

"Wenwen, let's discuss something."

"Ok?"

Hear the call.

Qi Xiaowen turned around with a sweet smile on her face, which touched Miss Jiang's heart.

"Can you please not mention that..."

"A die-hard fan?"

"Uh-huh."

"No."

Listening to the daughter-in-law smacking her lips in refusal.

Miss Jiang's expression suddenly fell.

"Why."

"I didn't do anything."

...

"Ok?"

"So, what do you want to do?"

Such a gentle tone.

With that sweet and lovely smile.

If there wasn't that hand on the waist.

Miss Jiang will definitely feel extremely happy.

But now...

"no!"

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Deny three consecutive lives.

But despite this.

Her old waist still received a solid touch of love.

"Wenwen..."

Looking at Miss Jiang's pitiful appearance.

Qi Xiaowen was really a little overwhelmed.

He burst out laughing.

"Okay."

"I'm kidding you."

Upon hearing this.

Miss Jiang’s old waist suddenly stopped hurting.

"Really?"

"if not?"

Qi Xiaowen curled the corners of her mouth.

He reached out and pinched Miss Jiang's face.

"Just based on how popular you are as a villain."

"If you're going to get angry about this."

"Then I will become a gas tank in the future."

...

"No, no."

"How could my best daughter-in-law be..."

and many more.

Only then did Miss Jiang come to her senses.

It was an afternoon when I felt weak and guilty.

Is it just my young wife playing a joke on me?

His eyebrows suddenly raised.

"Wenwen."

"You just said you weren't actually angry?"

"So from noon till now..."

"Bah!"

"Don't run!!"

"I will execute you right here on the spot!"

.........

When Miss Jiang and Qi Xiaowen came to the music classroom playing and joking.

It's almost time for class.

The classroom is bustling with people.

And at this time.

Afternoon sunlight shines through the window.

Make the classroom bright.

In front of the piano.

There sat a girl wearing a light-colored dress, with a calm expression on her face, reading a magazine in her hands.

At first glance.

The temperament is very good.