The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

Jin Shiran had a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, which was acquired by Lan Kechao, and Pang Juan knew it.

He was out of breath from crying, and he didn't have enough ground to be jealous.

In this world, there are too few feelings of mutual gratification, and there are very few who can go in both directions. Like Pang Juan, besides crying at this moment, except for one-sided sadness, he has no idea what to do.

In the late spring, all the flowers withered, among the red fallen flowers all over the ground, Pang Juan was the most pitiful one.

Jin Shiran sighed softly, stretched out his hand and hugged the person in his arms slightly, like a warm brother with open arms.

He gently tried the tears on Pang Juan's face, and comforted him: "Don't cry, I can't be with him, and it's nothing, taking care of him is entrusted by others, nothing else."

Pang Juan didn't expect Jin Shiran to explain to herself, crying and laughing with a baby face, pointing her feet and kissing her uncontrollably, her fingers almost digging into Jin Shiran's flesh.

Jinse covered her lips and left with a chuckle, Lan Kezui walked around the screen, her palm was bleeding from nails.

Jin Shiran didn't hide, let Pang Juan's green kiss land on his face, rubbed his hair and said loudly: "Okay, stop making trouble."

He was gentle and cruel, and he refused to give Pang Juan even a chance to try.

"What's wrong with me? Why can't I compare to him? Brother Shiran, why can't you give me a chance? Why can't you?"

Drunk people were crying, and the crying was particularly eye-catching even in a bar that was extremely noisy.

Pang Juan burst into tears, and the green water ghost on her wrist knocked on the table, making a crisp sound, and the car keys beside the table fell to the ground.

Thoughtful people came up to him, coveting Pang Juan's belongings, and were also moved by his young and clean face.

"Little brother, do you want someone to accompany you?" The speaker picked up the car keys on the ground, whistled, and was too happy to pick up a little fat sheep today, when he was hit by a bang.

Shuci snatched the key from the man's hand, Zhang Yang's eyes were full of disgust: "Get lost!"

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In the fifth month of the imperial capital, news came from the front that Zhuang Mengsheng and Lan Jiyi were missing during the battle, and their life and death were uncertain.

Everyone is almost immune to such claims, but Jin Shiran still didn't tell Lan Kezhui, lest he get agitated and do something bad or bad.

Jin Wuduan hugs Lanke and chases him out to bask in the sun every day, and occasionally takes him out for a walk. After meeting a lot, he will naturally become acquainted.

Lan Kezhui is not a talkative person, but when he gets along with Jin Wuduan, he always feels very happy and can talk.

It's probably because Jin Wuduan has a vigor and vitality that he will never get, so sometimes when they look at each other, Lan Kezhui will lose his mind for a moment.

And Jin Wuduan didn't care about these small details, all he took care of Lan Kezui was for Jin Shiran, and he was also an eclectic person, so he really didn't think about such a delicate thing as boundaries.

"The children are already so old," Lan Kezhui liked the three cubs very much, and would tease the brothers whenever he had the chance, asking Jin Wuyuan, "Why didn't you name them?"

"Take it!" Jin Wuduan told Lan Kezhui: "Goudan, Gousheng, Gouzi, everyone doesn't like it, so they don't bark." Lan Kezhui: "!!!"

He was a little dazed, then laughed, was blown by the wind, coughed a few more times, and said with a blushing face, "What kind of name is this? What do you think?"

"A cheap name is easy to make a living. Look at you, with such a nice name, don't you always suffer from many disasters? How about I give you a new one?"

As soon as Si Nian couldn't find Jin Wuduan, he knew he was at Lan Kezhui's place, and when he walked over silently, he happened to hear him clearly.

Lan Kezhui had never met Jin Wuduan's character in his life, and thought his words were very interesting, so he asked, "What do you want?"

Jin thought about it for no reason, stopped his gaze on Lan Kezhui's face for two seconds and said: "It's also a crime to look good. You look like a god, and you must make God jealous. Why don't you call it ugly, maybe you can reduce it." What about sin?"

Lan Kezhui has heard praises from countless people since he was a child, but no one can make him feel as comfortable as Jin Wuduan, and he couldn't help laughing for a while, which made the vibrant early summer lose its color.

Si Nian hid behind the tree trunk, his nails were almost embedded, his heart was bubbling with sourness, and he was so angry that he couldn't figure out why Jin Wuduan knew that he cared about his relationship with Lan Kezhui, so why didn't he know how to avoid suspicion?

Does he not care what he thinks?Or didn't realize what was wrong at all?

"It's windy, let's go back." Jin Wudu pushed Lan Ke back to the house, glanced at the colorful forest of falling leaves, his heart moved, Bao Lan Ke chased him to the bed and said, "Don't lie on the bed every day. So, go out for a walk by yourself, exercise more, and your body will get better quickly."

Lan Kezhui nodded, "I'm bothering you these days."

"Small matter." Jin Wuyuan snapped his fingers, recruited the robot outside the house, inputted Lan Kezhui's fingerprints and voice to enter, and settled down: "You can find them in the future if you need anything, you're welcome."

Jin Wuduan has decided not to help Jin Shiran take care of Lan Kezhui anymore, after all, his wife is important.

The waves are churning and the sea breeze is salty.

When Jin Wudu found Si Nian, he had been sitting on the beach at high tide with his knees hugged for several hours, his forehead was hot, his body was cold, and there were wet marks in the corners of his eyes, which looked like he had cried.

There were only some antipyretics at home, so Jinse called Cang Xian and asked him to bring a doctor back from get off work, and made another bowl of ginger soup and handed it to Jin Wuduan, "Brother, did you quarrel with sister-in-law?"

Jin Wudu didn't speak, and after waving his hands to let Jinse lead the cubs out, he fed the ginger soup in his hand to Si Nian one by one, and hugged him carefully through the quilt.

The burned-out man leaned into Jin Wuduan's arms, his brows furrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, as if in his dream, he was haunted by unhappy things.

Jin Wudu felt a pain in his heart, and for the first time reflected on what he had done.

He has always been unrestrained, he doesn't care about anything, he just wants to have a clear conscience in everything, he knows that Si Nian cares about his relationship with Lan Kezui, but he thinks that he and Lan Kezui have nothing to do, so he doesn't deliberately avoid it.

Thinking about it now, it doesn't really matter whether he has any relationship with Lan Kezhui, what matters is that this kind of behavior has already hurt the people around him.

Jin Wuduan sighed softly, thinking about his character of doing everything as he pleases, do he want to change it?

Si Nian had a bad cold and couldn't afford to be sick for several days, and the lingering sick bed always couldn't get better.

Jin Wuduan guarded him day and night, not going anywhere, no matter whether people with a fever would hear it, even if Jin Wuduan went to the bathroom, he still had to whisper a report in Si Nian's ear to prevent him from suddenly opening his eyes and losing sight of himself. Again inexplicably shed tears.

The door was gently closed, the person on the bed quietly opened his eyes, and the little squirrel turned around with a pair of watery eyes.