My wife is a hidden boss

Chapter 319 I did it on purpose
Knowing what Jiang Chi meant, Dan Feng's eyes froze for a moment, and then a blush of light crimson crept up her white cheeks like jade, and spread all the way to the tips of her ears.

Very cute and alluring.

It's just as beautiful as it is delicious.

Seeing such Yan Shen, Jiang Chi's already deep gaze deepened a bit.

"Ahem!" Yan Chen suppressed his unnaturalness, covered his lips with his hand and coughed softly, and said in a serious voice, "The sky and the day are not good, let's wait until night!"

Jiang Chi was still lazily sitting on the sofa, he heard that his slender hand was gently rubbing his chin, he raised the end of his eyes and licked his thin lips, and even the tone of his voice was deliberately protracted, faintly Authentic: "Since Xiao Ge invites you tonight, I will naturally be disrespectful."

When he said this, an indescribable narrowness flashed across Jiang Chi's charming and beautiful phoenix eyes.

Yan Chen: "..."

The tip of his eyebrows twitched slightly.

The little squirrel's ability to distort the meaning of the question is also very strong.

What the hell is she inviting?

She was afraid that the little squirrel would take care of herself right now. She hadn't had lunch yet, and neither had the little squirrel.

However, I was still quite helpless in my heart, but also sighed pamperingly, the little squirrel I picked should be pampered by myself.

Yan Chen went to the kitchen, and Jiang Xiaosquirrel, who was picked by the milk tea essence, also followed leisurely with his slippers on.

While Yan Chen was cooking, Jiang Chi leaned against the door and watched.

Such a good day!

Jiang Chi got over his words and went to the pantry in the kitchen.

"Your hands are inconvenient. I'll get you what you want to drink later." Yan Chen turned his head to look at Jiang Chi and said something.

"fine."

I don't know if it's because of the inconvenient hand injury or something else, Jiang Chi has been working in the tea room for a long time, and Yan Chen's meal is almost ready before he shakes out slowly with a cup of milk tea.

"Brother Xiao, do you want milk tea?" Jiang Chi held up the milk tea and shook it in front of the milk tea essence a few times, knowingly asked.

Yan Chen glanced at him, "Let's put it aside for now, I'll finish cooking this dish."

Jiang Chi curled his thin lips lightly, slowly took apart the straw, took a sip of the milk tea with the straw in his mouth, and frowned slightly, "There's less sugar, it's not sweet enough."

"It's not good to eat too much sugar." Yan Shen said in a calm voice.

Although she likes to drink milk tea, it has always been low in sugar. After all, she used to drink milk tea without restraint, but she hugged the milk tea all day and curled up on the sofa to watch TV.

"Add some sugar to it." Jiang Chi said five words meaningfully, and then took a big sip with the straw in his mouth.

"Now put the sugar in..." Yan Chen turned his head to look at Jiang Chi, before he finished his curious words, a charming and exquisite face was magnified in front of him, and Jiang Chi's thin lips were directly pressed against him. up.

He looked down at the person in front of him, smiled softly, and said in a charming and charming voice, "This time the milk tea is much sweeter than the one just now."

After saying this, Jiang Chi still seemed to be licking the milk tea on his lips, and there was an indescribable charm in his mind.

Well, the flirtatious and flirtatious kind, especially seductive.

Rao faced this face all day long, seeing Jiang Chi like this, Yan Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Fuck, her little squirrel is so alluring.

Inexplicably, it was dark.

Yan Chen forced himself to look away from Jiang Chi, and pretending to be nonchalant, he lifted the lid of the pot and took a look at the steamed crucian carp in the pot, then snorted softly, "Don't think I can't see it, you did it on purpose."

Standing behind Yan Chen, Jiang Chi put his head on her shoulder, curled his thin lips lightly, and a pleasant voice sounded slowly, but very confidently, "Yes, I did it on purpose."

Then he leaned close to Yan Chen's ear, blew lightly, and said charmingly, "Brother Xiao, I've wanted to do this for a long time, I don't want to try it when I get the chance."

"So Brother Xiao can think about how I look forward to the darkness now!" At the end, Jiang Chi added meaningfully.

Yan Chen's ears were considered sensitive, and he shrank a little timidly, "Don't make trouble."

Jiang Chi really didn't make a fuss, he obediently walked aside with milk tea, leaned against the door and looked at Yan Chen.

After the two of them had lunch together, Jiang Chi said that the bonsai on the seventeenth floor might need some watering, so he took Yan Chen to the seventeenth floor together, and brought down the fat little dried fish .

After pouring the water, Yan Chen and Jiang Chi took a nap habitually, but because they were on the seventeenth floor, they didn't go upstairs and rested directly in Jiang Chi's room.

Hearing the shallow and even breathing of the people around him, Jiang Chi slowly opened his closed eyes, and got off the bed cautiously.

Probably in order not to wake Yan Chen up, Jiang Chi left the room lightly.

The moment he closed the door, the person who was asleep on the bed also opened his eyes, and a smile flashed across Danfeng's eyes, which were as clear as a spring.

Tsk, she knew that the little squirrel had a purpose to coax her down.

He sat lazily on the bed for a while with his hands on his forehead, but he didn't follow him out. Instead, he got up and read a book at random on the small bookshelf not far from the bed.

It is an English book, the cover is relatively simple, a bit similar to the style of the "Bible" book cover, the illustration is a dilapidated old rose castle, it has a special flavor when you look closely.

Yan Chen was sitting on a chair by the French window, casually flipping through the books in his hand.

After turning a few pages, I saw a photo sandwiched in the book.

The photo is a bit old, with a slight yellowish color, but it is very clean, without any dirt on it, it can be seen that this photo has been well preserved.

In the photo, is a little boy.

The little boy was not very old, about eight or nine years old. He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and very ordinary sneakers. The shirt was not particularly new, and it could even be seen that it was a little old, but it was very clean and refreshing.

The little boy was sitting on a tree trunk, and this photo should be taken secretly. The little boy looked down to read a book, and he could only see his delicate and beautiful side face, but the two dark moles at the end of his eyes were still clear and beautiful. So hard to take your eyes off.

Yan Shen looked at the photo steadily and remained silent for a long time.

Is this... what the little squirrel looked like when it was a child?
The complexion is clear and sparse, clean and indifferent.

There is no trace of the intractable coolness and charm of today, let alone the sickness and paleness that cannot be concealed.

Although the complexion is fair, it is very healthy and fair, not sick at all.

　Good night, have a good sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)