Feng Lanchu never expected Jiang Anzhi to be so crazy, and his drowsiness disappeared immediately: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Jiang Anzhi answered Feng Lanchu with practical actions,

"Uncle Jiang, you..." Feng Lanchu's words were intermittent.

Jiang Anzhi turned around with his arms around her waist, Teacher Xiaofeng was lying in his arms, the two were closely connected, Jiang Anzhi raised his head slightly to look for her lips, chasing each other like carp playing.

An Zhi pinched her waist and never let go, lingering until death.

After an unknown amount of time, the chirping of cicadas and birds outside the window became much quieter, and the people in the room gradually slowed down their movements. Drowsiness finally struck, and Jiang Anzhi fell into a deep sleep with his arms around Feng Lanchu contentedly.

She slept until the evening, and Feng Lanchu hadn't slept so soundly and comfortably for a long time. When she woke up, her back was facing Jiang Anzhi, but Uncle Jiang was entangled with her like an octopus, and the two were tightly stuck together .

Feng Lan struggled speechlessly at first, trying to climb out of Uncle Jiang's shackles, but Uncle Jiang hugged her like iron pincers, unable to shake her at all.

Obviously, Uncle Jiang is in a deep sleep.

Why do you feel this way?

Because on the plateau, although Jiang Anzhi hugged her, when she moved, Jiang Anzhi would consciously withdraw his hand, as if, although Jiang Anzhi was asleep, he was awake, so he could always take care of her every move.

But at home, Jiang Anzhi didn't know the situation at all, even if she wriggled like a worm, she couldn't wake him up.

Feng Lanchu turned around helplessly, stretched out his arms to hug Uncle Jiang back and forth in a clichéd manner, and after soothing his neck, back, waist and abdomen for a while, Uncle Jiang gradually started to loosen up.

When Feng Lan first saw this, she continued to work hard, and when Jiang Anzhi lay down enjoying herself, she stuffed the pillow into the uncle's arms, and got out of bed quickly.

Jiang Che will be back soon, she is going to cook something delicious for Young Master Jiang.

...

Jiang Ma picked up Jiang Che today, and she came here in a small car.

Jiang Che's eyes lit up immediately.

Normally, grandma would come to pick him up on foot, but today she was driving, meaning she would go back to her new home tonight?

"Grandma, are mom and dad back?" Jiang Che caught the point instantly and asked cleverly.

Jiang Ma nodded: "Yes."

When Jiang Che heard the words, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and he danced.

When he got home and saw Ms. Xiaofeng busy in the kitchen, Jiang Che's brows and eyes were instantly stained with grievance.

Jiang Che silently walked over to Teacher Xiaofeng's side, and hugged her thigh.

Feng Lanchu was making soup when she suddenly lowered her head and saw a small ball of meatballs hugging her.

She lowered her head in a funny way and lifted Jiang Che into her arms.

"Hey, our family is fishing after school!"

"Yeah." Jiang Che put his arms around Feng Lanchu, buried his head on her chest, greedily smelling his mother's warm smell.

Feng Lanchu let him look for a sense of security, and after a while said, "Fishing is already a little man, and my mother can't hold you anymore, so you have to be strong."

Jiang Che nodded obediently, and got down from Feng Lanchu's embrace.

It was rare for Feng Lanchu to see him showing his attachment to her, and her heart almost melted.

Jiang Ma walked into the kitchen at this time, smiled and said to Feng Lanchu: "He guessed that you were back as soon as he left the kindergarten, so he was very happy along the way."

Feng Lanchu patted his head amusedly:

"Baby is so smart."

"Just come back, don't be too busy, I'll cook!"

Jiang Ma said that she wanted to roll up her sleeves and walk in.

Feng Lanchu stopped her: "Mom, you rest, I'm almost done."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like