He's cute but puritanical

The next day, the morning.

Wuyishan, Jiang family.

In a van in the back yard.

When the first ray of sunshine came in through the window lattice, Jiang Yichen's eyes moved and slowly opened his eyes on the big bed of pear blossom wood.

After several years in the special forces, his biological clock was very accurate and would wake up at almost five thirty every day.

But he woke up early today.

To be exact, he was not awake naturally, but by pain.

He is lying on his pillow now, and he is not comfortable sleeping in this way.

Jiang wanted to adjust his posture, but he just moved his lower body slightly. The skin on his back was like burning in a flame, and it was very hot and tingling.

"Hiss!" He frowned heavily, and he couldn't help but take a breath of pain.

"Brother four?!" Suddenly a crisp voice sounded in his ear, with surprise.

There's someone by the bed!

With this cognition, Jiang Yichen slowly squints the eyes of the Phoenix, and tries to look up at the source of the sound.

A thin figure was standing less than two meters away from him. Behind her was the window, so she could not see the expression on her face.

However, the clothes and shoes she wore made him feel similar.

Jiang Yichen moved the lip flap and indefinitely called a name Ginger? "

"Brother four," the little girl standing by the bed saw him awake, blinked with big eyes, pointed to the bottle in her hand and said to him, "I'm here to help you with the medicine..."

Almost in the second she spoke, Jiang Yichen Jun's face expression has sunk.

Before she finished, he had spoken with no expression, and spewed three words from his lips coldly, "get out."

His tone was not heavy, but his attitude was so cold that he could freeze people to death.

The little girl was shocked, like she was frightened, and she was shocked to hold up her eyes.

See him look cold and hard, nose is sour, eyes immediately red, face is grievance appearance.

To be honest, she looks a little bit like Jiang Lai.

But it's just like that.

Sometimes, similarity is more disgusting.

Jiang Yichen was restless at the bottom of his heart, pointing his finger to the door, and the tone was colder. "I don't like to repeat the third time, and roll out."

The little girl stood by the bed without moving, holding the bottle tightly in her hand, and her expression was stubborn. "But the injury on your back..."

"Get out of here!" Jiang Yichen did not have patience to listen to her nonsense, and he sped a word out of her teeth without any mercy.

The little girl shook her hand with the bottle, and tears in her eyes rolled down.

She looked at the man in the bed, and ran out without biting her lips.

But soon, footsteps came again at the door of the bedroom.

Jiang Yichen frowned again. "I'll let you roll. Can't you understand people?"

"What kind of gas does ginger sprinkle in the morning?" Jiang Zongyi lifted the curtain at the door, and walked slowly to the bed. "If you have anger in your heart, you should rush for the father to hair."

Jiang Yichen did not expect that he was the one who came, and hung his eyes, "father, son dare not."

Jiang Zongyi smiled slowly, "it was just not dare."

"Son doesn't mean that."

Jiang Zongyi did not continue the topic, and he saw his back without a coat.

Although doctors helped him with the medicine last night, they were still in a state of skin bloom, which is a bit of a tragedy.

He sighed long, looked at the firm profile of the man in bed, and said with great care, "yechen, after last night, you should also think clearly."

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