The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1759 Picked up a Little Taoist (108)

Song Yu carried her into the bathroom, and skillfully placed her on the sink.

Aunt Jiang doesn't need to do anything, she just needs to sit here and be served by Song Yu obediently.

She rested her chin lazily, and her eyes fell on the delicate and beautiful young man in front of her, looking aggressively at the young man's beauty.

The young man looked serious and quiet, his long eyelashes drooping, covering half of his eyes, the lines from his high nose bridge to his slender lips were beautiful, and the golden halo outside the window fell on his face, making his facial features look even more beautiful. Three-dimensional excellence.

The white light above his head suddenly appeared a little fuzzy, like smoke.At that moment, the young man felt a chilly feeling amidst the hazy smog.

Concubine Jiang just looked at him inch by inch. The boy seemed to have noticed the girl's gaze. He raised his head, and his gaze broke into the girl's slightly aggressive eyes.

Song Yu paused, and then gently hooked her thin and bright red lips.

The boy's snow-white and cold fingertips hooked the girl unintentionally and hung behind her head, and the fingertips touched the girl's Bai Shengsheng's earlobe.

He had long eyelashes hanging down, and his eyes fell on the girl, who was held up by him, looking a little like her little lop ears that were happily raised.

Song Yu gave a low laugh, then turned his head and bit Bai Shengsheng's earlobe.

He didn't bite hard at all, on the contrary, there seemed to be a numb feeling, which made Aunt Jiang, who had just woken up, start to tremble all over.

"My sister looks at me like this. I'm afraid that I will do something to make my sister unhappy later. The paper figurines I made for my sister are running out. If my sister seduces me again, I'm afraid that my sister will not have a little paper by then." people."

He looked up, with a malicious smile in his dark eyes.

After eating, Aunt Jiang suddenly received a WeChat message from the doorman.

Aunt Jiang was lazily lying on the bed in the dormitory at the moment. She clicked on the red dot and entered the Wechat chat interface of the doorman. It was a voice that lasted almost 60 seconds.

Aunt Jiang clicked on the voice, and the doorman's loud voice came from the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey, little Jiang, are you up? Have you had lunch?"

The background voice in the voice sounded a bit noisy. After the doorman said a few words, another girl's voice came out, which sounded very young.

The girl seemed to have said something to the doorman, as if she was urging the doorman. The doorman let out an oops, and then continued: "Okay, okay, don't rush, I'm talking here! Xiao Jiang, yes Like this, there are two little girls here at the guard who said they were looking for you. They came once yesterday, but you were not here yesterday, and then you went back. They came again today. I don’t know the two of them, there is no funeral home I was afraid that it was those fanatical fans who came looking for you on the Internet, so I didn't dare to let them in..."

Speaking of this, a female voice came in and hurriedly explained that they were not fanatical fans, but they really had something important to do with Mrs. Jiang.

The doorman didn't believe their words at all, and continued: "Oh, by the way, the two girls said that their surname is Jiang. They said that as long as I tell you this, you will naturally agree to let them in. "

The voice ended here. After listening to the voice message from the doorman, Mrs. Jiang looked thoughtful.

When Concubine Jiang was thinking about something, the young man's cold and slender figure quietly stretched out his hand from behind to wrap her in his arms without anyone noticing.

The young man's warm and soft lips carelessly pressed against the back of her neck, and the dense kisses gradually extended to the side of her neck.

He squinted his eyes, his narrow and beautiful eyes were clear and beautiful, and his lips touched the earlobe of the girl Bai Shengsheng, "Sister, the person you were waiting for finally came to you. Sister, don't you want to meet them?"

"Yeah, I finally came to see me." Aunt Jiang chuckled lightly, "I've all come here, of course I want to see you."

Some time ago, Aunt Jiang was still a little worried, not knowing where to find the original owner's life experience.However, I was inspired by the effect of Ma Gaoda's live broadcast that day. The popularity on the Internet is so high. As long as she is famous and appears on major online platforms, why not worry about not being seen by the descendants of the original owner's family?

This is why Jiang Yu would choose to register an account on Weibo later, and then broadcast live broadcasts on Weibo from time to time.

Of course, Concubine Jiang just had a fluke mentality about this point, and didn't have great hopes for it.

If the original owner's family is no longer in this world, if the original owner's parents have no descendants to continue, even if there are descendants, if no one cares about the original owner, after more than 200 years, no one in the Jiang family's descendants will recognize her.

But it's better than no hope and a lost road ahead.

Aunt Jiang and the doorman got up from the bed after sending a message, "Do you want to come with me?"

"Is sister going to abandon me?" Song Yu asked back.

"No." Aunt Jiang explained: "The sun is a bit bright today, and it's hot outside. After all, it's none of your business, you don't have to—"

"elder sister."

The young man in front of him suddenly interrupted Aunt Jiang with a slightly cold expression.

Seeing the coldness between the young man's brows and eyes, Jiang Yu was rarely startled, she blinked and looked at Song Yu.

Song Yu got up from the bed, drooping her eyelids coldly, looking at her with sad and hurt eyes.

"Sister," he leaned close to her, bent over, brushed away the broken hair around her ears with his fingertips, "what do you mean it's none of my business?"

The young man's voice was a little calm, but from the other party's tone, Jiang Yu could rarely feel a trace of anger in him.

Song Yu had never thought about it that way, since the moment he clings to Aunt Jiang and follows her, in his heart, he thinks that the two of them are inseparable.

As long as it is related to her, he is extremely concerned, and he can't wait to do everything by himself.

But she actually said, it's none of his business?
"Sister, what is our relationship?" Song Yu asked Aunt Jiang in an unhurried tone, but he didn't seem to want Aunt Jiang to answer.

"Sister, you are here with me."

He suddenly reached out and took Jiang Yu's hand, and put her palm on his heart.

"To me, my sister is above everything else."

The sound of his heartbeat under his palm is his fiery sincerity and absolute loyalty.

Aunt Jiang opened her mouth and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Song Yu held it tightly.

"What am I to my sister? Could it be that I'm just a younger brother?"

"My brother would not do such a thing with my sister." He tilted his head, breathing on the side of her neck, and his slender fingertips rubbed the red mole on the girl's waist in an unclear way.

Obscure words, hoarse voice, the air floating around seemed to be stagnating, as if everything was talking about the danger here.

(End of this chapter)