The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 168 Unexpected Visitor

Song Jinmian's hands suddenly clenched and his body stiffened.

When Song Jinmian showed his rare emotion, Song Linxiao's curiosity was instantly aroused.

"What is it? What is it?" Song Linxiao came over immediately.

Song Jinmian paused and said, "Nothing, I just bumped my nose."

nose?

Jiang Huanhuan looked at Song Jinmian and found something wrong.

Is this what your nose feels like?

Not quite.

But Song Jinmian wouldn't lie, at least he hadn't lied to her yet.

Jiang Huanhuan was a little skeptical, but it was obvious that Song Jinmian didn't really want to continue this topic.

"It's too late, let's go back. It will get colder and colder, and you will catch a cold." Song Jinmian said.

Seeing that Jiang Huanhuan was still a little hesitant, Song Jinmian said lightly.

"Do you still want to catch a cold?"

The shadow of the cold was still there, and Jiang Huanhuan immediately became obedient.

Jiang Huanhuan immediately said enthusiastically: "Go home, go home right now!"

In fact, she felt a little cold just now.

It would be embarrassing if you really caught a cold.

The vehicle started, and Song Linxiao was a little suspicious at this moment.

However, I couldn't find out anything. I just subconsciously felt that if my brother had just hit his nose, he wouldn't have reacted so abruptly.

But this suspicion ends there.

Even if he really found out the truth, it would be of no benefit to him, and it might even make him feel sick.

The driver drove very fast and steadily throughout the journey, and the temperature inside the car was much higher, even making Jiang Huanhuan sweat a little.

When the vehicle arrived at the underground garage, the assistant was already waiting there and immediately handed over a down jacket, the kind that was wrapped with a hot pack.

Instead of feeling cold when I got off the car, I felt even hotter, as if I had jumped into a portable heater.

Jiang Huanhuan was impressed by the assistant's thoughtfulness and politely thanked him in a low voice.

The assistant was very excited and immediately said, "I've prepared ginger tea for you. It's at the perfect temperature. You can drink it when you come up."

Jiang Huanhuan: "...You don't have to be so thoughtful."

Puppies don't like to drink stimulating soups and medicines at all!

How did humans come up with this thing?

Faced with Jiang Huanhuan's complicated and life-doubting expression, everyone wanted to laugh.

Only the assistant was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Ms. Jiang, your brother is here. He has been standing at the door and refuses to come in no matter what."

Little chess?

He actually slipped out?

Jiang Huanhuan immediately realized something was wrong and quickly pressed the elevator button to go upstairs.

Even the people behind him didn't plan to wait any longer.

Faced with Jiang Huanhuan's anxiety, everyone expressed their understanding and had no intention of taking the elevator.

The elevator arrived quickly, and as the elevator door slowly opened, light poured into the dim corridor, and the person at the door moved as if aware of something.

"Xiaoqi?"

The sensor light came on, and the warm yellow light filled the corridor. Jiang Huanhuan also saw Xiaoqi, who looked like a stray cat.

He was wrapped in a thick adult down jacket, squatting at the door with an aggrieved look on his face, like a homeless animal.

The moment she saw Jiang Qi, Jiang Huanhuan quickly moved over to him.

She grabbed Jiang Qi's hand.

Even wrapped in a thick down jacket, Jiang Qi's hands were still cold.

Jiang Huanhuan quickly wrapped him up and opened the door quickly.

"Why don't you go in?"

Jiang Huanhuan asked in a low and gentle voice, not daring to speak loudly for fear of accidentally scaring Jiang Qi.

Fortunately, Jiang Qi's condition was much better than she had imagined, even to the point of being a little excited.

Even his face was abnormally red.

Jiang Qi: "I want to wait for your consent before going in. It's rude to enter someone else's house without permission."

Jiang Huanhuan knew that Jiang Qi had his own set of rules, and Xiaogou expressed his understanding.

She touched Jiang Qi's forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then please come in, my home is your home!" Jiang Huanhuan gave the invitation loudly.

Jiang Huanhuan brought Jiang Qi in.

There was already warm heating inside the door. Under the dual effects of floor heating and heating, the room was particularly warm.

Jiang Huanhuan placed Jiang Qi on the sofa and went to the kitchen to pour a cup of ginger soup.

While pouring the soup, Jiang Huanhuan also sent a message to the housekeeper.

The butler also responded very quickly.

Housekeeper: [Madam and Young Master Jiang had a quarrel yesterday. Please take good care of Miss.]

Jiang Huanhuan: [No problem, leave it to me.]

"Drink!"

She didn't rush Jiang Qi to say anything.

Jiang Qi didn't like ginger soup very much either, but since it was given by Jiang Huanhuan, he couldn't refuse it.

He could only take the cup and hold it in his hands to warm them.

I haven't seen you for a while, and you look more beautiful than I thought.

It's like a flower growing in a crack is moved to the wide soil.

Under the cover of sunlight, it can absorb nutrients and stretch its branches freely.

very beautiful.

Just looking at it makes people feel good.

And it is completely different from what Mrs. Jiang said. Jiang Huanhuan can live very well no matter where she lives.

Even when other people were not good-looking and even thought she was asking for trouble, Jiang Huanhuan was happy every day.

Jiang Qi once saw Mrs. Jiang looking at Jiang Huanhuan's information.

Although I always say that Jiang Huanhuan's behavior is stupid.

But when Mrs. Jiang looked at the information for a long time in a trance, she didn't look like she was looking at an idiot.

My sister can survive well no matter where she is.

Jiang Qi surrounded them.

The house is very small, even smaller than Jiang Huanhuan's room.

There aren't that many decorations, perhaps because the house is small.

But it was cozy, even cozier than the previous room.

Just being in it makes people feel relaxed and warm.

Jiang Qi scanned it carefully bit by bit.

His eyes suddenly locked onto the photo wall that already had many photos on it.

Photos from when we first moved in.

Two plates and bowls of black coal.

Screenshot of completing the game and Song Linxiao making a proud "V" sign.

A picture of Song Jinmian sitting in a wheelchair and pushing a floor scrubber.

A tidy house and clothes hanging out to dry.

Photos of cats and dogs.

Picture of Song Jinmian cooking.

Photo of Song Jinmian's office.

Picture of Song Jinmian taking a nap.

Song Jinmian...

Why does Song Jinmian have so many?

Jiang Qi's mind was a little dazed for a moment.

Jiang Huanhuan noticed that Jiang Qi was staring at the photo, so she stepped forward and began to explain.

But the more he explained, the more unhappy Jiang Qi's face became.

“There are no photos of me.”

Jiang Qi muttered softly.

Jiang Huanhuan coughed and said, "Then I have it now."

She pointed to the ginger soup in his hand.

We had a soup drinking competition to see who could finish first. The one who finished first would take a photo and keep it for the record!

As they were talking, a few people who were a little slower also entered the room.

Jiang Huanhuan: "Just in time, the audience is here."

Jiang Qi stared at several people, and his eyes finally fell on Song Jinmian.

Jiang Qi asked, "Why are all your pictures on my sister's photo wall?"