The heartthrob host she hangs up again

Chapter 84 Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 84 Childhood Sweetheart (35)

Ye Nian: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that talking about this kind of thing in front of the class committee... was unlikely to resonate.

She chose to give up.

Jiang Chen would always wait for her when he came out of self-study in the evening, and would buy her something to eat at the school gate.

"I really don't know if you are my own or I am." Taking a sip of the drink, Ye Nian sat on the back seat of the car with righteous indignation on his feet.

Why does her mother like him so much? ?

Jiang Chen usually rides his small bicycle by himself.

He also took Ye Nian with him when he came out at night.

It was a bit difficult for the girl to sit up with one leg up, probably because the position was a bit high.

He couldn't help lowering his eyelashes, and frowned.

He simply stabilized the car and walked to the back.

Just when Ye Nian looked puzzled, he bent over and leaned down to cover her, with his slender white fingertips resting on her waist.

Slightly upwards——

"Gudong"

Both feet left the ground suddenly, and Ye Nian was carried into the back seat of the car.

Before he could react with his eyes wide open, the schoolbag in his hand was grabbed, and the corner of his lip was bitten, "Give this to me."

Licking her lips, Jiang Chen calmly took his schoolbag and hung it on the side of his shoulder, then stepped on the pedals and sat in front.

A series of movements are smooth and neat.

He still didn't forget to hold Ye Nian's soft fingers on his waist and tighten them, "Hold me tight."

"..."

The two of them will occasionally not go together after dating, unless there are some special circumstances, most of the time they will go home together.

Plus because I live close.So Jiang Chen took her with him like this.Said to be more convenient.

"Xiao Chen is here."

When the two entered the door together, Mother Ye was smiling, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

I bought a lot of delicious food at night.

All on the table.

Although Ye Nian had eaten at school once in the afternoon, he would still eat something when he came back in the evening.

Mother Ye doesn't do too much, but she does make some Xiaoxiao and so on.

The sticky and sweet porridge was placed by Jiang Chen's hand.

It was steaming hot.

The young man lowered his head, and gently stirred the white soup in the bowl with a porcelain white spoon, and the aroma spread immediately.

Mother Ye held the chopsticks and put another bowl in front of her daughter, "Hurry up and eat."

"..."

Looking at someone's bowl full of meat.

Ye Nian bit the spoon and glanced at him.

Muttering, "Why does my mother love you so much?"

Noticing that look, Jiang Chen looked sideways, but didn't say anything, just pulled his lips and held the spoon and ate the food slowly.

Until they cleaned up and went into the kitchen, and put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink to wash them.

With a "gudong", the kitchen door was closed.

"Jealous of me?" An arm lightly clasped Ye Nian's fingertips, Jiang Chen leaned over and scratched the girl's palm.

"..." His eyelashes trembled, Ye Nian was very dissatisfied with this kind of "domination", "I'm going to wash the dishes." As he spoke, he pushed someone away who picked up the bowls and chopsticks and put them into the pool, and turned on the faucet.

"Whoa whoa-"

Cool drops of water splashed all around.The cool liquid splashed onto the arms and palms.

But the next moment he heard a chuckle.

The hoarseness was mixed with a bit of laziness and sloppyness.

walk over.

Jiang Chen leaned over again, and touched his shoulder with his arm, "Are you really unhappy?"

"Seeing that people pursed their lips and said nothing, his long curly eyelashes drooped, and his bright red lips pressed against people's ears, "Don't be angry. He paused, "Your mother loves me, and I love you, okay?" "

(End of this chapter)

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