You Look Like You’re Made of Money

This evening, Jiang Jingchuan made another dream.

In the dream, he is an outsider. It is very strange that he knows that the person wearing the robes is himself. It is obvious that the two people are already white, and the appearance is different, but in the dream, he knows that it is himself.

Under the dim candlelight, the man was still reading the folds, coughing a few times from time to time, and scared the eunuchs who were waiting on the side to fight.

"The emperor, the sky is not early, you should rest first, the doctor said that you need to rest in bed." The **** on the side looked at some age, probably with the emperor for a long time, the tone of voice is pleading for mixed Close to each other.

It may be too tired. He put down his writing brush and got up and asked the **** to put a thick cloak on him. He walked through the long cold corridor and went to a partial hall, watching the man go inside. Jiang Jingchuan also rushed to keep up.

The lantern was quickly lit up in the room, and it was a lot brighter.

Jiang Jingchuan looked at the room and found a few beautiful pictures hanging on the wall. He looked closer and all were the same person.

"The body is not as good as one day, and you are okay with you from the sage?" The emperor was lying on the bed next to him, asking the old eunuch.

The old **** was slightly slanted. "The slaves are superficial, and they only think that the king is very generous."

"It is very reassuring to give this seat to him. He has lost his father and mother since he was a child. He is quite calm and sensible in the same brother. What is commendable is that the things that have been handed over to him, no matter how big or small, have been done very well."

The old **** should have a voice, dare not say anything more, involving the throne, just listen to it, can't comment.

"Small cigarettes like this child when they are alive."

The old **** whispered: "The slaves still remember that the empress of the empress was carrying the snowman over the snow, as if it was yesterday."

"Let the king come over tomorrow, there is something to tell."

"Yes."

After the old **** went out, the room was terrible.

Jiang Jingchuan didn't like the atmosphere very much, but he didn't know why, he didn't want to go, he sat on the side. It didn't take long before he saw the man got up and walked to the front of the portrait. He explored his hand and gently stroked the picture. He coughed several times. The sound, after slowing down, was low: "The king has already become a family. When you left that year, he just came to my waist. Time passed too fast. I promised you that I was doing it. So, can you Next life?"

"My wife is only you, and the post is always kept for you. There is no child in this life. I really don't know who to give it to, and I will give it to your favorite sage?"

He said and coughed for a long time.

For a long time, he choked: "I miss you very much."

This kind of atmosphere is a kind of affliction for Jiang Jingchuan. It is because he knows that this person is himself, so he feels that he is also there at the moment. In the big room, the suffocating sadness is overwhelming, forcing him. The tears are falling.

"Jingchuan, Jingchuan." When Suyan woke up, he saw Jiang Jingchuan's expression very painful, thinking that he had a nightmare, and quickly pushed him.

Jiang Jingchuan opened his eyes and looked at Suyan. The portrait of the beautiful woman in the dream room was her. He remembered it now. The feeling of being sad and unable to tell finally faded a lot. He sat up. He held Su Yan in his arms and did not speak.

Dreams are amazing things.

He has done many strange dreams since he was a child, but no one has had this heartache in his dreams.

The heartache in the dream, holding her after waking up, smelling the satisfaction of her body, formed a sharp contrast.

"Is it a nightmare?" Su smokes holding him, and slaps his hand and pats his back, softly.

"Well." Jiang Jingchuan did not want to recall that dream again.

See Jiang Jingchuan not to mention, Su Yan naturally will not go to question, but Jiang Jingchuan is holding her for more than ten minutes, she thought, that dream must be terrible, even Jiang Jingchuan was scared.

Because of Jiang Jingchuan's gaffe, when eating breakfast, Su Yan did not take care of Dabao Erbao very rarely, but sat next to Jiang Jingchuan.

Dabao Erbao looked probably a bit jealous. When he was drinking milk, he made a lot of noise, like to attract the attention of his mother.

However, at the moment, their mother’s whole heart is on her father.

"You don't look very good, or will you take a day off today?" Su smoke said.

Jiang Jingchuan glanced and smiled and said: "I want to have a meeting today, I have to be there."

"Can't you postpone it? Even if it is the boss, there are times when the body is uncomfortable." Usually she likes his self-discipline and is responsible, but today his face is so bad, he still insists on going to work, Su smoke is not happy. It is.

Su Yan rarely talks with Jiang Jingchuan because of the company's affairs. Basically, his work, his entertainment, she does not care. Today, when I say this, it is obvious that I am angry. Jiang Jingchuan measured it. The meeting is very important. But it is not impossible to postpone it, or it is more important to appease the wife's emotions. He rushed: "Well, I will pass in the afternoon, and then I will call the assistant to postpone the meeting until the afternoon."

"This is almost the same." Su Yan turned and said to Wang Ayi: "Today, let the kitchen be the dish that Mr. likes to eat, right, remember to lick the soup, let Mr. take it in the afternoon."

"Well." Aunt Wang nodded and promised, turned and went to the kitchen to order.

"Mom, look at me." Two treasures did not like the feeling of being ignored, shouted Su smoke, saw Suyan looked over, took a bite of milky little steamed buns, and Baba waited to be praised.

Su Yan has a thumb on the two treasures, because the mind is at Jiang Jingchuan, and even the praise is not very heart-warming. "Baby is awesome."

It can be seen now that Dabao is a kind of boy. He does not say anything, and does not call Suyan. He just glared at his raised belly. The aunt who feeds the rice is naturally the first time to notice his move. Put down the small spoon and ask anxiously: "Where is the baby uncomfortable?"

When the words came out, let alone the smoke of the Soviet Union, even Jiang Jingchuan put down the cup in his hand and got up.

Su Yan rushed to Dabao's side, eager to not, subconsciously touched his forehead: "Where is the baby uncomfortable? Does the stomach hurt?"

Jiang Jingchuan also came over. When he was about to pick up Dabao to go to the hospital, he found that he was actually squatting into the arms of Suyan. Where was the uncomfortable look?

Su Yan looked at the kiwi in his arms, and then he saw that the two treasures also had a good look at the little belly, and everything understood.

Looking at the warm and touching scene of the mother and the child together, Jiang Jingchuan only wants to huh.

Bunny scorpion is always a rabbit bun, **** is still old, Jiang Jingchuan retracts his sight, while going to the stairs and pretending to be inadvertently: "Wife, my head is still a little dizzy, go up and lie down for a while."

When Su Yan heard this, he thought about it and chased it up. Wen said: "Dizziness? Do you want the family doctor to come over and see?"

"No, I am going to lie down." Jiang Jingchuan Yu Guangkai has already forced the Dabao Erbao, his mouth slightly raised, and there is a kind of confidence.

"But you haven't eaten much, eat a little more." Because Jiang Jingchuan is hard to reveal the fragile side, so at this moment, Suyan can't care for others, and Jiang Jingchuan is in his heart.

Jiang Jingchuan does not speak. At this time, he naturally can easily get all the attention of Su Yan without saying anything.

Su Yan thought about it and said, "Otherwise, let the aunt put our breakfast on, I will accompany you in the room."

Jiang Jingchuan pinched his eyebrows and pretended to be helpless: "Okay. Wait for you to massage me."

"Well." Su Yan helped Jiang Jingchuan and turned to the aunts who took care of Dabao Erbao. "You accompany them to have breakfast. I will go up first."

Not waiting for Dabao Erbao to respond, she went up the stairs with Jiang Jingchuan.

Jiang Jingchuan looked back and looked at the two treasures of the big treasure, and smiled very gently, huh.

After arriving at the bedroom, Jiang Jingchuan was half lying on the sofa, watching Suyan busy with him for his busy appearance, and the heart felt warmer.

As for the two downstairs, he was consciously forgotten.

"I must know you in my life." Maybe he really wants to get sick, or why can't he but stop saying such sensational words?

After Su Yan and Jiang Jingchuan’s assistant sent a WeChat, they heard such a sentence. She didn’t turn around, just smiled and said, “Nonsense, I don’t know you in my life.”

She is telling the truth, she did not know Jiang Jingchuan in her life.

Jiang Jingchuan also didn't want to argue with her because of such a point that was meaningless and made the goose bumps low. He said lowly and stubbornly: "You don't know."

While Suyan and Jiang Jingchuan were sitting on the side of the breakfast, Dabao Erbao came up. When they entered the door, they chose to ignore their own dad. They took a small short leg like a small shell and rushed to Suyan’s arms. .

Su Yan looked at the two kiwis that arched her belly with their heads, and couldn't help but laugh. This is the favorite action of the two baby eggs in these days.

She still wondered if Dabao Erbao would think they were bullfights? ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Jiang Jingchuan glanced at this side and continued to bow down to drink porridge. He is an adult and he does not care about children.

"Eat." Dabao stretched out his chubby paws and spread it out. There was a small piece of bread in his hand.

Su Yan music, "Mom is full."

"No." Dabao directly poked the belly of Su Yan and continued: "Eat, this is delicious."

Erbao very rarely refuted the words of Dabao, shaking his head in a serious way: "Don't eat this, eat meat, she wants to eat meat."

she was? he?

Su Yan is also confused at the moment, asks: "Who wants to eat meat?"

Dabao Erbao looked up and saw Suyan’s eyes. They all shot and took a shot of Su’s stomach. “Sister eats. My sister eats.”

Su Yan and Jiang Jingchuan looked at each other and were completely forced. 2k novel reading network