After dressing as a fake daughter in the control group, I was spoiled by the group

When Jiang Jiang returned home, he found the entire Jiang family sitting in the living room.

Jiang's father glared at Jiang Yunmo, the other two didn't speak, and they looked a little upset.

Jiang Jiang didn't know what happened, so she tried her best to reduce her sense of existence, and silently wanted to walk over from the side.

With a touch of luck.

Can't see themselves These people can't see themselves.

Who would have known that Jiang Yunmo's eyes were sharp, and he saw Jiang Jiang as soon as he turned his head, and immediately shouted loudly: "Jiang Jiang, you're back."

After this shout, the eyes of everyone around were attracted.

Father Jiang looked at Jiang Jiang with a smile on his face, and recalled how he taught others just now. He wondered if Jiang Jiang saw it, and he was a little embarrassed: "Jiang Jiang..."

Jiang Jiang nodded and smiled politely.

Seeing him like this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Unknowingly, they seemed to think of something again, and everyone was a little worried.

"Where did you go to exercise just now? Is it fun? I know there is a good place to exercise. May I take you there next time?"

An Mingzhu felt that Jiang Jiang, a girl, went out to exercise alone, so she was really worried.

If possible, she still wants to follow this child and make up for this child.

"Fortunately, no need."

Jiang Jiang felt flattered by the attitude of his own people towards him.

An Mingzhu wanted to ask a question: Why not use it?

but……

The relationship between the two is not as close as that of an ordinary mother and daughter.

Coupled with the fact that Jiang Jiang had shown repulsion and displeasure towards him a few times before, so he could only try cautiously.

It's just that the degree of getting along between two people is really too difficult to grasp.

She couldn't wait to hold this girl in her arms.

I want to tell her: You don't need to feel wronged, and you don't need to feel afraid.

But Jiang Jiang was defensive again.

"Do you want to drink soy milk?"

Father Jiang took a cup of soy milk on the table, put a straw on it, and brought it to her.

"it is good."

After returning from the outside, Jiang Jiang was a little thirsty.

He bowed his head and took a sip.

Sweet soy milk, mixed with the taste of jasmine.

This is something Jiang Jiang has never drunk before.

To be honest, it tastes like...it seems to be pretty good.

"Do you like to drink? If you like to drink, can mom make it for you next time?"

I heard from those young girls that some jasmine flowers are put in soy milk, which is what they like to drink recently.

Thinking that Jiang Jiang would also like it, so I made a bold attempt this time.

Like it?
Jiang Jiang took another sip of the jasmine-flavored soy milk.

The ice is cool, mixed with the smell of jasmine, which is very comfortable.

"it is good."

She likes it.

"Then what other things do you like that you can tell your mother, can I try to make it for you?"

Jiang Jiang nodded: "Okay."

When everyone heard her say this, they were even more delighted.

Couldn't help but said again: "We don't know what you like to eat, can you tell me what you like to eat and what you don't like to eat, can we have an idea in our hearts?"

Although the survey materials sent over had detailed notes, they were just cold texts. In contrast, everyone hoped to hear Jiang Jiang communicate with everyone.