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Chapter 62(1/2)

The Huacheng Peninsula is fresh and quiet, but it is so suitable for baby care.

So at the strong request of my grandmother, after returning to China after the wedding, Jiang Chixiu and Jiang Yan moved over and stayed there temporarily.

Although Jiang Chixiu returned to City A and would not go back in a short period of time, the TG E-sports Club is operating as usual.

Lunar New Year's eve.

It was a bit cold outside the house, and the living room was heated and only a sweater was needed.

"Story of Yanxi Palace" is being played on the wide curved TV, and the two on the sofa, one of them eats red dates that nourish blood, and the other is holding a bowl of sweet cherries cross-legged.

One old and one young, too leisurely.

[I am the master, you are a slave. Today I have to let you know what rules are and what discipline is!]

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yingluo grabbed Erqing's wrist and threw the other hand into Erqing's face.

There was a loud bang on the TV.

"Ouch!" Perhaps the slap of the old lady gave her visual impact. She suddenly lost sight of her eyes, tsk her tsk twice, shook her head: "This girl looks so good, why is she so fierce?"

Jiang Yan stared at the TV without looking sideways, spitting the cherry core in her mouth into the trash can at her feet, and explained: "She is hitting a bad woman! It's the palace maid who betrayed the queen and seduced the emperor."

The old lady seemed to understand: "Oh...it's her..."

"Forcing the emperor to let her marry the young man? Alas, it's really awkward!" The face-blind old lady said as she disliked her, slowly chewing the red dates.

Jiang Yan stuffed two cherries in a row and said vaguely: "She wants to bring a cuckold to Fu Cha Fuheng behind her."

"Damn, who are you with? This woman is too dark!" The old lady pulled a tissue and wiped the juice from Jiang Yan's mouth.

Jiang Yan twitched. When did grandma learn words from her again? Is she strong brainwashing ability, or is her natural academic master? She never forgets her...?

The sky is getting darker.

Silver-gray Lamborghini poison drove into the compound.

Jiang Chixiu first got off the passenger seat and wore a light-colored high-neck. He was wearing a medium-gray sheep tweed coat. It was simple and without too much embellishment, lazy and casual.

He once carried some shopping bags in the trunk, and then Jiang Chenyu got out of the car and carried the rest.

Close the front cover of the car and the two walked side by side towards the door.

It was cold, and Jiang Chenyu also added an extra jacket, but his inner wear was still a meticulous suit, and even the cashmere coat was pure black lapel business style, but he was capable and upright, outlining his figure extremely perfectly.

Jiang Chixiu seemed to say casually: "Ms. Shen should be alone, right?"

Hearing that, Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly, and then Jiang Chixiu's tone was joking: "On New Year's Eve, aren't you really invited her to have dinner at home?"

Jiang Chen glanced at him sideways, pretending to be calm, and said calmly: "I talk too much."

Jiang Chixiu smiled in a clear understanding.

"I think this shrew is trying to make a fuck! I'm so angry!"

As soon as the two of them opened the door, they saw grandma roaring in the living room, and they were so angry that they caressed their hearts.

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned. Because he lived in a house close to the company on weekdays, he rarely came back during the Spring Festival. He heard this word "tiger and wolf" appear on his former elegant grandmother, and was a little surprised.

But Jiang Chixiu was used to it. After all, it was normal for the old lady to be subtly influenced by Jiang Yan.

Besides, since he and Jiang Yan moved here, they have watched various dramas together every day. Gradually, the old lady who never watches palace dramas has become fascinated and has learned to complain in a variety of ways.

Noting the movement at the door, Jiang Yan looked over, but the old lady ignored it. Perhaps it was because the TV series was played by Xiao **, and she was watching it very happily.

"Milk……"

"How can I get an injection on a girl!"

Jiang Yan just made a sound and wanted to remind her that the two grandchildren were back, but she was blocked by the old lady's anger and angry voice.

Jiang Yan: “…”

Grandma, don't be crazy...

Jiang Yan's left hand was pulled by the old lady and put it in the palm of her hand. She couldn't walk away for a moment. Jiang Chixiu changed his shoes at the door and looked at her from afar, which happened to meet her sight.

Jiang Yan secretly pointed to the left hand held by the old lady, expressing her desire to greet him, but grandma's hand did not allow it.

Jiang Chixiu raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the coffee table, and was filled with fruit and snacks. Each of them held a bowl and plate in their arms, watching the show while eating.

The life of a lazy person to raise his baby is comfortable and comfortable.

Jiang Chixiu was both ridiculous and crying.

After they came in, they put the things in the kitchen before coming to the living room.

Jiang Chixiu sat to Jiang Yan's right and took her shoulders.

"Are you back?" Jiang Yan smiled sweetly and reached out to feed him a cherry.

The old lady then found that there were more people in the room and looked over: "Why did you come back? Yan Yan should be hungry, go cook quickly."

Jiang Yan took a breath: "..."

I ate a coffee table, and when my grandma is here, she hasn't been hungry for more than half a month.

President Jiang’s fingers are not touched by the spring water, and it is never his turn to cook, so he took off his coat and sat down next to his grandma.

Because of the Spring Festival, the aunts and nurses were asked to go home. Jiang Yan was pregnant, so the cooking work at home naturally fell on Jiang Chixiu.

Jiang Chixiu put the bowl on Jiang Yan's legs aside, took her hand and stood up, and said to the old lady: "Let me lend it to your granddaughter-in-law for use."

The old lady was immediately displeased: "Why are you going to take her to cook? No, don't you be tired of Yan Yan!"

This kind of protection of the short-lived looks like a granddaughter and a grandson-in-law.

Jiang Chixiu laughed: "I can't bear it either. Grandma, I'll let my wife accompany her and promise not to get tired of her."

The old lady glanced at him suspiciously, then said to Jiang Yan: "Yan Yan, if you are tired, come back and sit down, don't worry about him!"

"Hao." Jiang Yan said with a smile.

It was not easy to get back to his wife, and Jiang Chixiu finally led her into the kitchen.

The kitchen is very large and European. Because it is some ages, it has been renovated and shows a mix of retro and modern style, making it a very unique neoclassical one.

They just went to the supermarket to buy a lot of things. In addition to vegetables, fruits and vegetables, most of them are New Year’s goods for ginger.

Jiang Chixiu flipped through the shopping bags, finally took out the package of nuts and put them on the cooking table, pulled out the high stool below the table, patted it, "Come on, sit here."

Jiang Yan obediently went over to sit down and said, "What kind of dish do you want to cook? I'll help you."

Jiang Chixiu leaned against the table to look at her. Jiang Yan was wearing a thick pink and white mixed-color sweater, long knee-length, and skin-colored leggings on her lower body. Because the sweater was loose, she could not tell her pregnant belly at all and her figure was still slim and slender.

He didn't answer and smiled softly: "This is the first year we have spent together."

Jiang Yan looked up at him, feeling surprised and surprised: "It turned out that it's only been less than a year. I always feel that we have known each other for a long time," she murmured after thinking for a moment: "Maybe I've been a fan for many years, so I feel it's long."

"Some people, even if they have known each other for half their lives, are just acquaintances, but some people, just look at them, know that they are a lifetime."

When he said this, there was starlight in his eyes.

Jiang Yan felt happy and giggled: "Fall in love at first sight, will you fall in love with me again?"

Jiang Chixiu smiled and rubbed her hair: "I have seen each other for too many times, and then I thought..."

He paused, and Jiang Yan asked curiously: "What do you think?"

Jiang Chixiu smiled unpredictablely, deliberately lowered his voice and made a clear pronunciation: "Pillage."

"..." He was indeed a hypocritical beast. Jiang Yan smiled and said angrily.

Jiang Chixiu smiled, took the nut and put it in front of her: "You sit and eat, I'll go cook."

Jiang Yan looked at the things on the stage with a little disgust. Since she became pregnant, her only snacks were left with nuts and the like.

"Don't eat this, I want to eat desserts, I haven't eaten it for a long time." Her eyes begged.

Jiang Chixiu pinched her cheek: "I forgot what the doctor said? The diet should not be too sweet. How many cherries have you eaten today?"

Jiang Yan recalled, without any confidence: "Not much..." He coughed: "I'm over 100 years old, have I gained a lot of weight?"

Jiang Chixiu curled his lips and smiled without saying a word.

His expression seemed to have made accusation.

Jiang Yan felt very aggrieved: "What should I do? But I can't control myself and I really want to eat sweets..."

"Well..." Jiang Chi Xiu raised the ending sound of thinking, and finally looked at her carefully: "I recommend you a delicious and not fat dessert."

Stars appeared in Jiang Yan's eyes: "What is it?"

Jiang Yan was full of expectations, but he didn't expect him to click his lips.

“Come and try.”

After turning his mind, he realized that he was being touched by him again. Jiang Yan shyly pushed him: "You go and cook!"

Jiang Chixiu smiled and leaned over and kissed her on the lips before he was willing to cook.

He cut vegetables on the other side of the cooking table, and she sat here, eating the nuts he bought, and laughing with him.

It was almost 7 o'clock when supper began.
To be continued...
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