Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

As soon as Jiang Wang was discharged from the hospital, people inside and outside the circle received the news, and they held banquets and invited them to take the opportunity to take the opportunity.

Before the accident, he was already a mysterious figure in the city.

As soon as the news was broadcast, all the places in Hongcheng were bombed.

What, that lunatic was actually caught by Boss Jiang?

Will he fight? I heard that his skills are not ordinary, but he has a half-arm-length machete!

Jiang Wang took care of various business relationships, so naturally he had to go.

However, it's almost the same which one you go to.

One game at noon, one game at night, one game at night, one game at noon, one game at night, one game at night, one game at night, and one at dinner, the newly bought coat was so smoked when I got home that I couldn't get it.

The man felt a little guilty before entering the door. He first smelled the collar and then the cuffs, and finally chose to take off his coat before entering the room.

In May, the gardenias are in full bloom, with a strong fragrance, bright and bright, brightening the night.

When I moved last year, I was infected with gardenias in front of the yard, and now I can see the door of my house when I come back at night without looking at the road.

He turned the key to open the door, a light was on in the direction of the restaurant, and Ji Linqiu was still buried in the hill-like papers.

"Back?"

"Well, Brother Sun and the others kept me for an hour."

Jiang Wang felt that this conversation was very old-fashioned, and couldn't help laughing: "Are you waiting for me?"

Ji Linqiu refused to let him take advantage of it, so he only got up and came over to help carry things, took the coat and smelled it, frowned, "You wash this one yourself."

Jiang Wang seemed to be drunk again, watching him in the dim light kept laughing, and he was happy when he was taught a few words.

Ji Linqiu blinked, stretched out his hand to brush his nose, glanced at the clear light in the man's eyes, and quickly got the answer: "You are not drunk."

"Nonsense, I've made three trips today, how could I not be drunk." Jiang Wang put his arms around him, buried his face in the other's shoulders and rubbed it twice, and said vaguely, "I'm so drunk. Oh, the road can't go straight anymore, you're going to feel bad for me."

Ji Linqiu found that this guy acted like a spoiled child, exactly like Peng Xingwang.

I can't help but get used to it, and I want to smoke him after a long time.

Ji Linqiu rubbed his eyebrows and led Boss Jiang towards the bathroom.

The latter was so obedient that he let him lead him. He could walk as he held him like a child. After walking a few steps, he said, "I haven't changed my shoes yet."

Then trotted to change his shoes, then ran back and handed Ji Linqiu his hand, motioning him to continue holding.

Ji Linqiu calmly judged again.

Not drunk. This **** is just kidding.

"You drank several times today, you can't take a hot bath, just brush your teeth, wash your face and soak your feet."

Jiang Wangshun nodded obediently, then stood beside the mirror and stood still.

Ji Linqiu didn't wash himself, he was about to brush his teeth and looked at him sideways, "What are you waiting for?"

"I'm drunk." Boss Jiang said confidently: "I can't brush my teeth."

Ji Linqiu raised his eyebrows: "Say it again?"

Jiang Wang wanted to pretend to be more, but he was afraid of angering him, so he squeezed his toothpaste with a wrinkled nose.

"Hey, what happened to you that day?"

"What day?"

"The time I threw the ball." Jiang Wang was really just pretending to play, after a while, he closed it up, and then returned to his sober tone to speak to him: "Three tennis **** smashed past, accurate and ruthless, It looks like you've practiced."

Ji Linqiu brushed her teeth earnestly. Every time she brushed for three minutes before rinsing her mouth, it was probably the teacher's self-cultivation.

"Played baseball with the club for a while in college, both pitcher and second baseman for a while."

He said this, pausing meaningfully.

"The waist strength is quite good in both positions."

Jiang Wang was hooked and looked at him with his toothbrush in his mouth: "How about me?"

"Are you very confident?" Ji Linqiu replied with a smile: "I look thin, I have won the first place in college sports several times, and running ten kilometers is no problem now."

Jiang Wang narrowed his eyes and didn't answer any more, considering this as the connivance of the strong.

Ji Linqiu only thought that he was begging for the win, hummed a song and washed his face in a good mood, and said good night after everything was finished, and he planned to leave.

As soon as he turned around and his arm was grabbed, Jiang Wang said casually, "Won't we sleep together tonight?"

"Sleep together?" Ji Linqiu gave him a slow look: "What are you thinking?"

"I drank too much, and you refused to take care of me when I was so drunk," Jiang Wang regretted: "Our relationship is plastic enough."

"But...what do you think I want?"

Ji Linqiu still wanted to be tough, so her arms were taken along with the trend, and fell into the man's chest and provoked her chin to kiss.

They kissed in a random manner, licking and pecking like two cats playing, rubbing each other's lips and tongues with the smell of bamboo salt.

The lips are so soft. Comfortable no matter what.

Jiang Wangpo felt that he was still unfinished. He wanted to develop a little more, but he couldn't make a plan. He just hugged him and said, "Peng Jiahui has already done it."

Ji Linqiu was slightly startled when she heard the cause and effect in the hospital.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and there was no more movement.

He probably understood where Guan Hong's breath was stagnant.

She has better conditions than Peng Jiahui in every way, but she nodded because she was being courted and pursued in every possible way.

In addition to the impact from her ex-boyfriend, it really hurts her self-esteem.

It has nothing to do with the word 'love'.

Jiang Wang washed his face and steamed his face with a hot towel for a while before he felt his headache was relieved.

Still a little too much.

"Xingwang's mother, I wanted to tell her, but she just gave birth to a child, and it was a busy time."

The two exhorted each other a few words while soaking their feet, and also remembered not to be too intimate in front of Xingwang, and kissed a few times before going to sleep.

Jiang Wang returned to the room alone, wrapped in the quilt like he fell into a ball of cotton.

He couldn't sleep.

The soul seems to be divided into two parts by reason and emotion, half is still sticky in Ji Linqiu, and the other half is worried about Peng Xingwang.

There is one thing he has not said.

I haven't been able to find a way to talk to this kid.

It's like watching a dull knife fall on my childhood self again and again, but can't do anything.

It is impossible for the stars to return to their parents and integrate into any home.

He will become a star floating in the sky and sea, accepting the established facts like Jiang Wang in a certain year.

Du Wenjuan has remarried and has children again, and she will be busy raising her newborn in the next few years.

Peng Jiahui's decency benefits from the reduction of the burden. He knows that the fragrance is far and near, and he can only play a dutiful father in front of the stars from time to time.

Jiang Wang curled up deep in the quilt, covering his head.

He rarely encounters things that cannot be settled with money.

This is the trickiest one.

—Teach a child, people are destined to fail each other in this world, and there will be shortages every month.

He felt that it was too cruel to tell him the truth, but he couldn't stand it in front of his seven or eight-year-old self to bear it for him.

This child will cry like this when she sees her mother is pregnant. When she really finds out about this... I am afraid it will be difficult to coax.

Dad is no longer a resident father, and mother is someone else's mother.

The more happy reunions Jiang Wang saw during the day, the more obsessive he became at night.

After thinking about it, I thought it was a blessing that this child met him and Ji Linqiu.

The two of them can't take the place of their parents, but they have always been behind Xingwang, and they can protect this little boy and grow up slowly.

Jiang Wang rarely thinks about problems with 'a lifetime', that's too naive.

But at this moment, he sincerely hopes that he can look at this child for the rest of his life.

The next day, Boss Jiang was full of energy and went to the city to see the house with his family.

Ji Linqiu had something to do, and the remedial class in Hongcheng just started a bunch of trivial things to run, but he refused but was abducted by Boss Jiang into the car.

Since Fang Quanyou decided that his eldest brother is going to Yuhan to develop, he did not hesitate to change his job to the provincial capital to continue to be a real estate agent. Accompany their family to see the past.

"The large flat is 180 square meters, the river view room is multi-functional and clear, with a wide field of vision and long-term sunlight!"

Ji Linqiu shook her head slightly: "It's a little exaggerated."

“Fourth floor duplex, with its own small garden and European-style butler caring service!”

Jiang Wang said no: "It's too far from my company, running around to delay things."

Peng Xingwang watched for a long time, and gestured with Uncle Fang: "Is there any place where you can take the elevator, bring a yard, and be close to the bookstore, where you can see the river view and swing The swing house?"

Fang Quanyou thought in his heart that Party A is all ancestors .

—Located on the sixth floor of a high-end residential area, it is not only the middle floor, but also has an open-air garden and double balconies, with good north-south orientation and self-contained fine decoration. ten minutes.

"This set belongs to the developer's own house, and the whole community is the only one of theirs. I plan to sell it because I plan to change the place for the elderly!" Fang Quan did not dare to say the price, the flies rubbed It took a few seconds for the hand to whisper: "That's right, the price is a bit expensive."

Someone who has seen crazy house prices twenty years later without blinking: "How much?"

Fang Quanyou carefully handed him the quotation.

"This is the cheapest price I can get...but it's still 15% more than the market price."

"I bought it." Boss Jiang took out his bank card, with a dashing posture: "Remember to put a swing for this little bear cub."