My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

The Jiang family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law's daily fight for the kitchen scene is staged again. In the end, Jiang Ma couldn't hold back Feng Lanchu, so she had to settle for the next best thing and clean up the dining table.

Feng Lanchu also patted Jiang Che's head: "It's time to eat, Dad is still sleeping, hurry up and call him."

Hearing this, Jiang Che nodded and ran upstairs.

Jiang Che tiptoed to the master bedroom and opened the door, only to see his father asleep on the bed.

He walked gently to the bed and watched for a while, only to see his father lying on his side, with half of his face covered by the quilt, only his eyelashes as long as cattail fans were exposed.

For some reason, Jiang Che remembered what Pang Dun said in his mind. Once he woke up his father, but his father snored too loudly, louder than him. Later, Pang Dun had an idea and woke up his father with boy urine .

Jiang Che tilted his head thoughtfully, if...he also...

Jiang Che raised his eyebrows, and ran to the bathroom in a patter.

After a while, Jiang Che came back from the toilet with a wet towel in his hands. He hurried back to the bed, stretched out his hand enough, and found that his hand was too short to hit the target accurately. Jiang Che had no choice but to kick off his shoes, and flung himself onto the bed. He was about to smear the towel on Jiang Anzhi's face, but his wrist was pulled, and he was dragged into the bed, and the towel in his hand also smeared his face.

"Ah!" Jiang Che yelled deflatedly.

Jiang Anzhi put his arms around him and smiled softly: "Jiang Che is so obedient, he still has to wait for his father to wash his face."

As he spoke, he covered Jiang Che's face with a towel.

Jiang Che's face was flushed red by the cold towel, and it took him a while to struggle to get out of his father's hands.

"Dad when did you wake up?"

Jiang Anzhi smiled: "I've been awake since you sneaked in."

Jiang Che crawled out of the bed without a word, still holding the wet towel in his hand. Fortunately, he didn't really imitate the fat boy with the boy's urine, but just used ordinary cold water.

Seeing Jiang Che's somewhat disappointed expression, Jiang Anzhi slowly sat up: "Your wish has been received, Dad, but this towel is for wiping your body and cannot be used on your face."

The cleanliness Jiang Anzhi didn't want to mix up the towels, so he acted preemptively and smeared the towels on Jiang Che's face.

"..." Jiang Che.

Jiang Anzhi lifted the quilt unhurriedly, grabbed it with his long hand, and dragged Jiang Che into his arms again.

Rubbing his fleshy little butt, and smacking his face again, Jiang Anzhi smiled and said, "I'm back baby."

Being doted on suddenly by Jiang Anzhi, Jiang Che smelled the manly smell on his body, and for some reason, his heart was so at ease.

All along, he has been missing his father and longing for him.

Even though he and Jiang Anzhi have always remained sticky, he feels that kind of relationship cannot be called father and son, it is the intersection of friends between men and men. But now, being hugged and kissed by Jiang Anzhi like this, Jiang Che really felt the intimacy similar to that between Little Pangdun and Pangdun's father.

For some reason, the anger that had been lingering in my heart for the past few days also disappeared.

It seemed that, as a good and sensible boy, he couldn't be so stingy.

After Jiang Che figured it out, he stretched out his fleshy claws to hug Jiang Anzhi back, and patted him on the back to express that I have received your thoughts.

After a long while, Jiang Che remembered the task that Ms. Xiaofeng had photographed for him and said, "Dad, get up quickly, Mom has already prepared dinner."

"Okay." Jiang Anzhi patted his butt, turned over and got up.

Jiang Che looked at Jiang Anzhi, who was staring intently, and couldn't help but look puzzled.

"Dad, why are you always naked? Did you wet the bed?"

"..." Jiang Anzhi.