The little ancestor who was abducted by Qi Ye

Soon there was the sound of the door opening, and the female doctor following He Peijiu looked around.

Curved lips and a smile, full of style.

"I'm sorry, I have some private matters. I can start now. Miss Jiang, please come to my office."

Jiang Nian nodded, without saying a word, handed the empty paper cup to Jiang Su, and walked over at a leisurely pace with his coat in his arms.

When he passed by He Peijiu, he glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

Unfortunately, this action was caught by He Peijiu, and from the corner of the eye, he showed a slight sense of embarrassment, and his voice was gentle, "Afraid?"

As soon as Jiang Nian turned his head, he lifted his foot and passed, "No!"

Oh, are you angry with him?
It's because he was alone with...

Turning sideways, looking towards the office, as if thinking of something, he smiled uncontrollably.

……

Jiang Nian talked with the female doctor for an hour, and when he came out, his complexion was not very good, "Father, let you go in." After speaking, he went to the sofa and sat down next to Jiang Su.

After sitting down for less than two seconds, anxiously grasping Jiang Su's broad and warm hand.

Noticing that she was strange, Jiang Su hugged her, "What's wrong."

She shook her head and said 'I'm not feeling well', then she stopped talking, and when she left, Jiang Su almost helped her to leave.

Today's consultation project ended, and the group returned to Man Tingfang.

He Peijiu's car followed behind, playing with his phone, constantly thinking about the WeChat message he just received.

[Miss Jiang has moderate depression, it is dangerous not to guide her in time. 】

depression!
He knows how dangerous this disease is.

The word 'depression' added an indelible color to his brows.

**
Man Tingfang.

After the group arrived home, He Peijiu couldn't find a chance to say a word to Jiang Nian, so she asked Mr. Jiang to overwhelm the praises and all kinds of overflowing gratitude around him.

And Jiang Nian went upstairs to rest after saying something tired.

After taking off his coat, he flung himself on the bed, wrapped in the quilt and fell asleep like a silkworm chrysalis.

The dream is very bad, mixed, messy, what I have seen today, what I have seen before, what happened or added by the confusion of my thoughts, all kinds of clips are constantly entangled.

She was very uncomfortable, as if her neck was strangled by an invisible thin thread, holding a hair-thin needle, while forcing her to the point of suffocation, her heart tossed in every possible way.

When I woke up from the nightmare, I was sweating profusely, and my bottoming clothes were soaked.

Anxious and upset, he lowered his head, cupped his face in his hands, and finally exhaled the breath he had held back for a long time through his fingers.

He turned over and got out of bed, and looked out the window.

The twilight has shrouded, the jackdaws are hanging on the branches, and the white snow on the tops of the green plants outside the glass seems to be thickened again. There is no cold moon, only darkness, and the sharp cold wind like a blade.

When I went to the bathroom, I washed my face with cold water, came out and changed my clothes, and took a look at my phone. It was past 8 o'clock in the evening.

For a while, my chest felt very tight, and I went downstairs in a trance.

The whole apartment is very quiet, the bright lights have been replaced with night lights, the TV is on, and the replay of the news program is played in a low voice.

Slowly going downstairs, there is a person sitting on the sofa in the living room, the light is dim, and he looks like Jiang Su at first sight.

Passed by the sofa and went straight to the kitchen, poured a glass of warm water, leaned on the operating table and stared at the fierce night, thoughtfully.

"Brother, where are grandpa and dad?"

There was no reply, and she took another two sips.

"You said... is that psychiatrist really my uncle's girlfriend?"

"Why didn't you just ask me?"

A sudden voice came from next to his ear, making Jiang Nian tremble in fright, and it turned out to be He Peijiu in shock!

His calf suddenly went limp, and half of his body staggered.

When she thought she might fall and lose face, a hand covered her slender waist with great strength.

With such a hook, the thin body was brought into his arms.

When the two were closest to each other before, they hugged in vain, but this time, she was almost completely stuck in her arms, tightly hugging each other.

There was a bit of depression in his eyes, and he held him in his arms for a while, but he didn't do anything else.

She pinched the sweater around his waist with one hand, and pressed her chest with the other. When she bumped into him, the tip of her nose suddenly hurt. Judging by the feel of the sweater, He Peijiu's muscles are strong.

He was warm, and his breath was full of his smell.

This made Jiang Nian feel embarrassed and afraid.

"Master, Master Uncle." Jiang Nian called, his shock lingering for a long time.

"Get hungry, change your clothes, I'll take you out for dinner." The voice came from the side of the ear, scorching hot, and an inextinguishable flame burned from the tip of the ear.

He Peijiu took half a step back, took the cup in her hand and put it down.

His eyes were clear and gentle, with a calm attitude, "What are you doing in a daze, aren't you hungry?"

"Okay, okay."

Feeling guilty, he turned around and ran away in a panic.

With the sound of closing the bedroom door, he paced out. Seeing himself rubbing his fingers twice, he couldn't help laughing.

Her waist is really soft.

……

Jiang Nian calmed down and went downstairs, with a coat in his hand, he came to the door with some hesitation.

It's still the same pink cartoon sweater, without a scarf, and the delicate neck is so flamboyant and bright.

He Peijiu waited at the door, waited for her to get closer, and then took off her scarf. The movements were instinctively proficient, and she circled around a few times before stopping.

Patient and meticulous, focused and serious.

"It's colder outside at night."

She was stiff and didn't dare to refute. After the scarf was tied, she nodded and went out.

What He Peijiu said was right, the cold wind at night blew on her face and cut her face, and the cold wind froze her lungs within a short time after inhaling it.

The two got into the car one after the other, only to feel the warmth again.

"Cough." Before speaking, she cleared her throat, "Uncle, where did my grandfather go?"

She really slept for a long time, and no one told her why she woke up and there was only He Peijiu in the house.

"Eldest brother was having dinner in the old house, and he went there after 4 pm." His voice was gentle, wrapped in the night, and it was even more pleasant to the ears.

"..."

After He Peijiu left last night, during their meal, Mrs. Jiang was saying that she should visit the He family's old house after her consultation. He Qiye's parents are still alive.

"Then why didn't you call me?" She was startled, it stands to reason that grandpa would not agree to such a thing.

"You are not in good health, let you rest more."

Jiang Nian swallowed, squeezed his fingertips nervously, and looked at his delicate profile for a moment.

Grandpa and the others went to the He family's old house for dinner, so why did he appear here?

It stands to reason that he should be in the old house.

Could it be because of... me?
With a shuddering heart, I was shocked to realize that this idea was too absurd.

How is it possible, absolutely impossible.

A person like He Peijiu must have many confidante around her, and the psychiatrist I met in the afternoon is one of the best in looks and beauty.

Jiang Nian guessed it but didn't dare to admit it.

He Peijiu was indeed having dinner at the old house, and left early on the pretext of having something to do, and went directly to Man Tingfang, and stayed with her in the bedroom for a while.

It's just that Jiang Nian was entangled in his dream and didn't notice it at all.