Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

The more Zuo Xinxin thought about it, the more angry she became, and suddenly her attack became heavier, and she heard Jiang Yucheng gasp in an instant: "Zuo Xinxin, do you want to murder your husband?!"

"Shut up, hold on." The dissatisfaction was directly passed on to Jiang Yucheng, Zuo Xinxin said angrily, "They don't know that you are allergic to this, and the meeting is so late, can't you be bored for too long? If this continues, I will I guess you are disfigured."

Listening to her rambling, Jiang Yucheng suddenly felt less pain in his body, he hooked his lips: "Why don't you scold them?"

"You think I don't dare?" Hearing this, Zuo Xinxin rolled her eyes, "If it wasn't for the unfamiliarity, I would have protested long ago."

Anyway, she came back with Caitlin, and it was the first time she came to Jiang's house, so it couldn't be like this from the beginning.

It's just that she didn't expect Jiang Yucheng to be so allergic and hold such a late meeting. If this continues, she won't bear it.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Jiang Yucheng took another breath, "Take it easy, I'm not your enemy."

"Almost." After wiping the front, Zuo Xinxin patted him on the shoulder, "Turn around, let me look at the back."

"Take it easy." The man reminded with a frown.

"I know, I know." The woman replied very perfunctorily.

Looking at the most serious part of the back, Zuo Xinxin suddenly didn't know what to do, she not only asked: "You can't touch it yourself, why don't you ask someone to wipe it for you?"

"No need." The man's voice sank a little.

At the same time, Zuo Xinxin suddenly remembered that this guy would hide when he was sick. He didn't trust anyone except Dr. Qi before.

Although she is also trusted now, it is obvious that other members of the Jiang family are not. For a while, she felt a little indescribable.

"Is there any medical cotton?" In the end, she decided not to wipe it with her hands. If it didn't matter just now, this guy might jump up and hit someone.

"Yes." Jiang Yucheng obediently found it and handed it to the person behind him.

Zuo Xinxin diverted his attention while applying the medicine: "How do you sleep at night?"

"Sideways."

Not much on the arms, mainly on the front and back, and very little on the neck.

Zuo Xinxin guessed: "Is it possible that if you breathe more, it will be much better."

"In theory yes, but wearing a suit all the time during the day, there's no way."

It's work again.

Zuo Xinxin was a little angry: "I won't go tomorrow, I will recuperate at home."

The man was amused by her words: "The Jiang family is the old man's lifelong painstaking effort, and I have this responsibility and business."

After a pause, he smiled and looked at Zuo Xinxin: "I won't go, you go for me?"

"Okay, I'll go for you." Zuo Xinxin straightened up immediately, her eyes full of determination.

If she goes, she will use this matter to silence those few people. After all, she is an elderly elder. Is it reasonable to treat a junior like this?

"Okay, stop joking." Seeing this, Jiang Yucheng raised his hand and stroked Zuo Xinxin's head, his black hair instantly turned into a chicken nest, and a smile appeared in the man's eyes.

Facing the man's smiling eyes, Zuo Xinxin snorted twice: "I don't know how you can bear it, the old man loves you so much, and asked you to support them, not because you are wronged."

But then again, this guy was sick and didn't like others to approach him, and he refused to tell her, so he carried it silently by himself.

Thinking about it, Zuo Xinxin poked the back of the man's head: "This is not allowed in the future, do you hear me? Next time, I will leave you alone."

"Good good..."

Jiang Yucheng subconsciously scratched his back while agreeing, but someone slapped his hand open: "Don't scratch."

"Itch..." The man's deep voice was full of grievances.

Zuo Xinxin patted his hand again mercilessly: "Hold on, stay here for another half an hour before going to bed."

"Am I alone?" President Jiang Da was in disbelief when he heard this.

"Otherwise? I don't need to wash up?" Zuo Xinxin raised her voice and poked the back of his head in bewilderment, not knowing what to say.

The man pointed to another box, and Zuo Xinxin said, "It says on the box that you have to wait for 10 minutes."

"Ok."

Seeing this, Zuo Xinxin suddenly squinted his eyes: "You won't keep putting them together, will you?"

"..."

Seeing his guilty look, Zuo Xinxin pinched his face bitterly: "You deserve it, you really want to piss me off to be reconciled, don't you?"

The man suddenly laughed, and didn't speak, just smirking like this.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling face, Zuo Xinxin can't do it now, so he can only sigh: "Okay, okay, remember not to grab, you understand?"

"Ah."

Watching her enter the bathroom, Jiang Yucheng subconsciously wanted to lean against the sofa, but suddenly froze in place again, and sat up slowly, but luckily he didn't touch the sofa.

As soon as the cold feeling of the ointment passed, Jiang Yucheng felt itchy again, raised his hand, and finally held back.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, the man secretly opened the window, and suddenly a gust of cool wind came in, which was comfortable.

"Jiang Yucheng, do you have..." At this moment, Zuo Xinxin came out of the bathroom.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zuo Xinxin raised her voice instantly: "What are you doing?"

Facing the woman's angry gaze, President Jiang Da hastily closed the window and said solemnly, "It's a bit boring."

"I will believe it?" Zuo Xinxin stared at him, "Sit down."

Sit back on the sofa obediently.

I finally know why this guy is coughing, and I guess he has done a lot of blowing cold wind at night.

Seeing that her face was still cold, Jiang Yucheng quickly changed the subject: "What did you just say you want?"

"hair dryer."

"Yes, I'll get it."

After a while, Zuo Xinxin who got the hair dryer glared at him again: "If I see you again, just stand there blowing it all night."

The real murderer.

Watching her re-enter the bathroom, Jiang Yucheng moved unconsciously, God knows how uncomfortable he is now.

Jiang Qiwen's wife didn't know where to buy the souvenirs. In the end, everyone else had only mild allergies, but he was the only one with severe allergies.

During the examination by a private doctor, he also said that he was not physically fit to eat that thing called Hong Xing. After living for so many years, Mr. Jiang can be regarded as a person who has eaten a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, but he has never heard of this thing.

At this time, there was a knock on the door: "Yucheng, it's the second uncle, open the door."

Jiang Yucheng's eyes flickered, and he took his coat from the side and put it on before walking over. When he opened the door, a burst of fragrance hit his face.

"Yucheng, this is the porridge specially made by your second aunt. You, Xinxin, and the two children should all try it." Jiang Qiwen said with a smile, and the servant behind him was carrying the porridge.

Remembering that Zuo Xinxin said that they came straight from the dinner party, they must not have eaten much, so she turned sideways and Jiang Qiwen walked in.

Not seeing the figures of the two little guys, Jiang Qiwen was stunned for a moment: "Is Xiao Cheng and Xiao Ai asleep?"

"Ah."

Sensing the man's displeasure, Jiang Qiwen paused for a moment, and said, "In that case, then Second Uncle won't bother you, and go to bed early after drinking the porridge."

"it is good."

Except for meetings, it was usually difficult for this nephew to say a few more words, so Jiang Qiwen sighed secretly and left.

As soon as he left, the sound of the hair dryer in the bathroom stopped. When Zuo Xinxin came out, he saw someone in pajamas, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

Without waiting for her to question, Jiang Yucheng immediately said, "Second uncle just sent me a supper."

While talking, Zuo Xinxin also saw the porridge on the table, which was quite fragrant. As an expert in making porridge, Zuo Xinxin couldn't help asking: "Isn't this made by the chef?"

Jiang Yucheng responded: "Second Aunt did it."

Second aunt?Jiang Qiwen's wife?
Zuo Xinxin's eyes flickered, and she said, "The porridge is still a bit hot, let me apply the medicine for you first."

"it is good."

While eating the porridge, Zuo Xinxin carefully observed the ingredients inside, and after confirming that it was just ordinary porridge, she felt relieved.

When he looked up, he found that Jiang Yucheng had already drunk half of it, so he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you afraid that she will mess with the porridge?"

"It's okay to make small troubles, but she dare not do this kind of thing."

It sounds like he knows the Jiang family pretty well.

Zuo Xinxin shrugged: "Okay."

After drinking the porridge, the ointment was almost absorbed, Zuo Xinxin wrapped him with a thin layer of gauze: "Okay, change it again tomorrow morning."

Xiao Cheng and Xiao Ai occupied the master bedroom, leaving only one side sleeper. Seeing the two little guys sleeping on their backs, there was no room for a third person, so Zuo Xinxin had no choice but to give up.

The side sleeping space is not small, and the bed is quite big. When Zuo Xinxin entered, Jiang Yucheng was leaning on the bedside and reading a book. Seeing her come in, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

"Those two little guys are too much, I don't even have a place to step down." Zuo Xinxin yawned, "Get out of the way."

"You sleep in it."

"casual."

Comfortably crawling into the bed, Zuo Xinxin stretched her waist, no, she was too sleepy.

"I'm asleep, you go to bed early."

"OK, good night."

"Ann." Turning over, it didn't take long before falling into a deep sleep.

Hearing the shallow and long breathing of the person beside him, Jiang Yucheng couldn't see it anymore. He couldn't help thinking of the time when he walked out of the meeting room and found Zuo Xinxin and Xiaocheng Xiaoai there, and met Jiang Daoli's eyes.

Although Jiang Qiwen was a legitimate company person in charge, according to his observations during this period of time, Jiang Daoli's power was not small. Compared with his second uncle's steady progress, the latter seemed a bit radical.

During this period of time, Jiang Daoli frequently mentioned to him about taking Zuo Xinxin and the child over. Although he either refused or turned a deaf ear to it, he obviously did not give up.

Even in Caitlin's name, she justifiably brought Xinxin and her children to Jiang's house.

Yes, he had reason to believe that it was not a coincidence that Zuo Xinxin and the child came to Jiang's house with Caitlin in the middle.

Really an old fox.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yucheng turned his head to look at Zuo Xinxin who was sleeping soundly, then picked up the phone and pressed the screen, put down the book, and lay down carefully.

Neither the front nor the back can be pressed, and it will be uncomfortable if pressed, so I can only sleep on my side.

In order not to disturb the people next to him, Jiang Yucheng turned sideways little by little, for fear of waking her up.

At this time, Zuo Xinxin turned over and happened to touch someone's chest, and the former seemed to be still asleep, and subconsciously hugged his waist.

Hiss - this taste is not good.

But seeing the person in his arms sleeping soundly, Jiang Yucheng had no choice but to sigh secretly, enduring the itching and pain, and maintaining this posture.