Crazy villains for redemption, I was reborn three times

The food box is very large, and it is obviously well-prepared.

I opened it and saw that it was indeed the case. I don’t know what method was used. After opening it, the food was still steaming. One part was steaming yam porridge, and the other was steamed white rice.

One is steamed meat with winter melon, chicken wings with chestnut, and steamed egg custard with tofu.

One is chicken rolls with cabbage, braised pork ribs and fried eggs in tomato bisque.

When Jiang Yun saw these carefully prepared dishes, he was taken aback for a moment.

The top dish is obviously prepared for him, it is light and nourishing, and the bottom one is Chan Chan's favorite.

In my memory, I don't know how long I haven't had this feeling, this feeling of being with my family.

In the past, even if he was injured, he could just get through it by himself, and he would not be noticed even at home, and no one would pay more attention to him when he fell outside, let alone being taken care of in every possible way, let alone being neglected When cooking, someone will carefully prepare and deliver.

Even if his mother was still alive, she couldn't do this.

Chanchan noticed Jiang Yun's expression, she didn't say anything, just took the chopsticks and gave him both hands.

"Try it. It looks like my aunt made these. My aunt is lazy. Unless she is in a good mood or when necessary, she seldom cooks by herself, but her cooking skills are really good."

Jiang Yun took the chopsticks, Chan Chan had already picked up a piece of chicken wing and said: "Although this seems to be made for you, you shouldn't mind."

Jiang Yundao: "Why would I mind?"

Of course, she wasn't really polite, she had already put the chopsticks into her mouth after she finished talking about the dishes.

Maybe it was because she was very hungry. She felt that the meal was so delicious that she wanted to swallow it with her tongue.

Jiang Yun took a sip of the warm porridge first, and the warmth flowed to his abdomen.

Not only these dishes, but the porridge is also carefully cooked, the taste is sticky and dense, and it is very comfortable to eat.

Chan Chan said: "Let's eat more food that is easy to digest first."

They didn't eat this meal too fast. Jiang Yun wanted to clean up after eating, but was stopped by Chan Chan. After she cleaned up, she saw him standing in the yard, raising her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

She was sitting on the recliner behind him.

This recliner was made for her by Jiang Yun. She sits when she is sitting. There is a thick mattress on it. It is soft and warm, and the whole person can nest in it. After adjusting it, she can lie down. It is very comfortable. .

She was sitting quietly looking at him now, and Jiang Yun saw her when he turned his head.

He sat down beside her.

He embraced her with both hands, as if hugging a precious treasure.

Chan Chan could almost feel his loneliness, his longing, and his loneliness. This time, she didn't say anything, and she didn't deliberately taunt him, but raised her hand and hugged him.

Jiang Yun looked down at her: "I thought you were still angry."

Chan Chan said: "I've been angry for a long time, I can't move anymore, and I don't want to argue with a patient. The most important thing is... what happened that day, speaking of it, you didn't do anything wrong. I can't make it through, let's talk about it , if I get angry, what's the use, you won't let me go home."

Jiang Yundao: "How can I not let you go home, I will wait for you whenever you come back."

Chan Chan listened to him deliberately distorting her meaning, and snorted softly.

Jiang Yun asked Chanchan: "You are still angry with me, why are you willing to stay and take care of me?"

"It's like this in the whole family... How could it be possible to ignore you when you are sick?"

Jiang Yundao: "Cranchan... In my heart, no one can compare to you. This time, it's my fault that made you angry."

Chan Chan leaned in his arms and her neck hurt, so she broke free: "What's the matter, don't you blame me for making a fuss and being narrow-minded?"

Jiang Yun smiled and said: "Aren't you so angry because you care so much? So, why do I blame you? In a sense, I should be happy, but these days when you are not here, really very bad."

Jiang Yun is now completely used to everything that Chan Chan has in his life, and he doesn't even remember how he got there in the past.

Chu Chan lowered her head: "I know I'm mad, I'm self-willed, and I also know that you have done nothing wrong. Speaking of which, you can be angry with me."

Jiang Yun didn't speak, just hugged her into his arms and kissed her.

At this moment, it was as if all the barriers never existed, their lips and tongues were entangled with each other, as if they wanted to tear each other apart.

Chan Chan said: "It's only during the day... and you have injuries, so it's still counted..."

Forget it, she didn't even say it, and was swallowed by Jiang Yun again.

After kissing for a long time, he was willing to let her go: "Why forget it? I have no problem, and during the day, you are angry with me, and the experience is not good."

Chan Chan, "..." Is there such a particular thing?

His kiss fell to the side of her neck, and he shrank his neck, and his hand had already reached into the hem of her blouse.

Chan Chan said in a trembling voice, "Your hands are so cold."

Jiang Yun's voice was hoarse: "Then warm me up for me."

This warmth lasted for a long time, until Jiang Yun's hand was already as hot as her body, Chan Chan had already nestled softly in his arms, cursing without any momentum: "Jiang Yun, you are so annoying." ah!"

Jiang Yun kissed her lips, felt her body temperature rising, and the thin sweat on his forehead, caring about her feelings, but he was not feeling well.

Close your eyes slightly, take a few deep breaths, and feel your sanity return a lot.

However, although taking your time, you can't enjoy yourself as soon as possible, but there is a different kind of comfort.

Chan Chan felt his breathing getting heavier and blushed: "Even tonight... let's go back to the room."

Jiang Yundao: "There is no one outside, Chan Chan, there is no one around here."

Chan Chan felt her body stiff and tensed for a while, her face was flushed, and she bit her lip lightly.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yun fell in love with her so much in his heart, his lingering and gentle kiss made Chan Chan's mind go blank, he almost forgot everything, and forgot everything.

During this process, Jiang Yun was neatly dressed, and so was Chan Chan, and she was covered with a loose outer garment. Even if someone was here at the moment, it seemed that they were just a young couple, embracing each other tenderly.

But in fact, on the reclining chair, Jiang Yun's hand was supporting Chan Chan's waist, and the breathing from Chan Chan's mouth was not regular at all.

Only a white and tender ankle under the outer garment was shaking.

They kissed, moved their waists secretly, felt each other intimately, and every moment was almost ecstatic.

The wind in the yard sometimes penetrates into her calves along the ankles, which always stimulates her more sensitively, and she unconsciously emits little broken moaning little by little.

The sound of Jiang Yun's restrained breathing was also extremely seductive in this wind.

He held his wife in his arms tightly, loving her as much as ever, and they kissed and became more and more compatible.

There was only a slight sound of wind, intertwined breaths, gasping kisses, and some secret small movements that made people blush, and it lasted for a long time until the girl's insteps were slightly tensed, and Jiang Yun was also tight. Holding her shoulders tightly, he snorted and hugged her closer to him.

Chan Chan grabbed the clothes on his back in a flash. After a few breaths, his body trembled slightly, and he leaned his head in his arms without any strength.

Jiang Yun put his arms around her, comforting her silently.

Stroking away her hair stuck to her forehead because of sweat

Jiang Yun held her loosely in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice with lingering affection, looked at her slightly red cheeks, and said without daring to look into his eyes: "We finally reconciled, Chan Chan."