his spring breeze

Chapter 54 The Big Embroidered Pillow

Also bought a gift?
I have a heart.

Jiang Beiyuan clearly saw that after Jiang Chunhe took back the gift, there was a small happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seemed that Shen Chaosheng understood Jiang Chunhe's thoughts very well, and Jiang Beiyuan felt that he had chosen the right person.

Jiang Chunhe returned to the room.

Holding a music box in his arms.

The shell of the music box is exquisite in pink. When you press the button, the little girl in the red skirt dances in circles. The girl is tied with long braids, the soles of her feet are stretched out, her left arm is extended, and her right hand is posing with regular orchid fingers.

Jiang Chunhe not only knows how to play the guzheng, she has also learned folk dance for ten years.

Last year, she represented the school in the Ningcheng Youth Dance Competition. On that day, she wore a red skirt and long braids, and her wrist skills were exactly the same as this little girl.

Jiang Chunhe played with the box, opened and closed it several times, and couldn't put it down.

She loves the box.

However, this does not mean that she can forgive that bastard Shen Chaosheng.

The phone rang just right, and Jiang Chunhe cleared his throat when he checked the caller ID.

"Why?" Pretentiously cold.

"Did you receive the music box I gave you?"

"Hmm..." Continue to be cold.

"Like it?"

"It's okay, so-so,"

Jiang Chun and Aojiao were dying, and knowingly asked, "Who is that little girl up there?"

"It's the little girl I hold on top of my heart."

"Cut~"

The corner of the mouth was raised high and high, and then he shook his head vigorously, not to be soft-hearted.

"Don't think I won't be angry if you say a few nice words, I don't want to talk to you today!"

"..."

"Why didn't you speak?"

"I'm thinking about what to say, those three words, I know you don't want to hear them."

"Apart from those three words, don't you have anything else to say? It's really hard to chat with you!"

After Jiang Chunhe finished speaking, he put the call on the phone.

I was in a good mood at first, but now I am so angry that it is not good again!

Looking at the music box again, no matter how you look at it, it is not pleasing to the eye. I want to throw it on the ground and stomp my feet hard to vent my anger, but I give up after opening it. After all, the little girl spinning and dancing inside is herself, so how could she hate herself?

The phone rang again.

"What are you doing?"

"Good night, Second Miss Jiang." The voice was low and submissive.

"Humph……"

She seemed to be able to imagine that the corners of Shen Chaosheng's eyes and eyebrows at this moment must be as gentle as a crescent moon...

Jiang Chun and I ask you, the most arrogant princess of the Jiang family, don't be so spineless, okay?
"Don't call me if you have nothing to do in the future. I'm going on vacation at home and have a good rest for a few days."

"Also, don't find anyone to scare me anymore, I won't follow your tricks!"

"Oh?" Shen Chaosheng had rare doubts, "Shall I find someone to scare you?"

"Yeah, today a psychopath stopped me on the road on a motorcycle, and threw me into the alley, saying that he would be rude to me in the future, don't tell me he's not yours, bastard!"

Jiang Chunhe immediately shut down the phone.

sleep.

……

Shen Chaosheng closed his thread, his eyes narrowed slightly, his lips curled up, and his smile seemed real or fake, like a strong wind on a cliff, the clouds rolled over the sea, leaving only a faint trace, which finally turned into a solemn one.

He called Chen Bai, didn't say anything, and only told Chen Bai to go to the fencing field in Shen's private club.

Chen Bai said yes, let's go now.

Uncle Wang was driving, looking behind him through the rearview mirror: "Master, are you going to the fencing field now?"

"Go back to the old house first and send the paintings."

"Okay sir."

"By the way, you took the time to buy a rabbit these two days,"

Shen Chaosheng said: "Fater, fatter, cuter, easy to feed."

keep? ?

"Master, I don't think this joke is very funny."

"A joke?" Shen Chaosheng was originally leaning on the back of the chair, and he straightened up a little.

"In these years, the young master obviously couldn't even take care of himself well."

Shen Chaosheng: "..."

Uncle Wang didn't lie.

Shen Chaosheng doesn't know how to cook or wash clothes. He has been taken care of since he was a child. He likes embroidery, sculpture, and aesthetics on weekdays. These talents look glamorous...

The point is just to look.

To put it bluntly, he is a big embroidered pillow, which is expensive in its skin and temperament.

But this big pillow, I don't like anything else, but I like the little girl who can't grow up.

If Jiang Chunhe really married in the future, the two of them would be idiots, just like two children playing house.

Uncle Wang frowned, worrying about this issue for the first time.

Thinking of his young master worrying about the pots and pans in the future, he couldn't help worrying himself.

"If I can't raise a rabbit well, how can I raise my children in the future? Buy it, and I will be responsible for it."

(End of this chapter)