Substitute for the little ancestor

With a high probability, he also guessed that Jiang Hansheng would not say anything.

The heat of midsummer is hard to dissipate for a while, and the furthest room for Luo Yinxun's daily activities is the 100-meter back mountain.

Although it is a rockery made by people, the flowers and plants on it are very prosperous.

Standing on the mountainside, Luo Yinxun could clearly see Houhai in the distance.

The biggest feature of this garden city on the fourteenth floor is that it occupies a large area. After all, the number one mansion in Z city is well-deserved.

Just as she stopped and looked into the distance, a white pigeon flew over from a distance.

There seemed to be something stuck between its ankles, Luo Yinxun shook his head to erase the false guess in his heart.

The pigeon landed on Luo Yinxun's shoulder, very well-behaved, as if it was the first time he met a pigeon that was not afraid of people.

Luo Yinxun gently stroked its wings, trying to drag it from his shoulders to his palm.

Jiang Hansheng's voice sounded at this moment.

"Why did you come here alone?"

Hearing the news, the pigeon was startled and flew away from the land.

Jiang Hansheng's eyes were sharp, and he could see the abnormality on the pigeon's feet at a glance.

His expression turned gloomy, and he took out the Q pinned to his waist. The deafening blow made Luo Yinxun's whole body tremble.

The pigeon fell from the sky and fell not far ahead.

"Jiang Hansheng, you are crazy!"

Luo Yinxun hurried forward, Jiang Hansheng sneered.

"You always push me."

"What did I force you to do?"

Jiang Hansheng pushed Luo Yinxun away, bent down and picked up the pigeon that was hit by the bullet.

The bright red blood soaked in his palm, and when he took it closer, he realized that the abnormality on the pigeon's feet was just a mark.

No note of paper was found on the pigeon.

Seeing this Luo Yinxun was even more relieved, she yelled at Jiang Hansheng with full confidence: "Devil, you are simply a devil Jiang Hansheng!"

"Do you still think it's the era of flying pigeons passing on books, Jiang Hansheng?"

"I suggest you consult a psychiatrist to see if you have persecution delusions!"

Jiang Hansheng took a deep breath: "Sorry."

It's really not good for the drama of injustice to be staged between two lovers who already have a rift in trust.

President Jiang Da spent a lot of money on clothes and bags to make the little girls in the house happy, but none of them could attract Luo Yinxun.

Instead, he thought it was funny, Luo Yinxun watched coldly as the outside staff brought those high-end clothes into the house one after another.

She stood up straight with her arms folded, and looked down at everyone in a condescending posture: "I don't need these, take them out."

There were seven or eight people standing in the living room, neither returning nor walking.

brake---
Jiang Hansheng is back.

Those people seemed to see the savior, and they looked eagerly at the people who came in from the outside.

The man's face was displeased: "Why are you staring and taking things in?"

As soon as he entered the door, he met Shang Luo Yinxun's murderous eyes, Jiang Hansheng closed his mouth, all the majesty just now disappeared, walked to Luo Yinxun's side and hugged her waist: "What's the matter, wife, don't you like it?"

Luo Yinxun ruthlessly pushed Jiang Hansheng's hand down.

"I don't need it, take it all out."

Then there was a small silence.

Jiang Hansheng finally compromised.

"Okay, just do as you say."

He turned back to the servant standing at the door and said, "Throw it away."

"Throw it away for what?"

Luo Yinxun grabbed Jiang Hansheng's arm.

"If you don't want it, then you have to throw it away."

Luo Yinxun frowned, she knew all the styles of those clothes, and even many styles were not available in the market, so it must have cost a lot of money, so it's a pity to throw them away like this.

"Donate the mountain area."

Jiang Hansheng hugged Luo Yinxun and said in a gentle voice, "I listen to you."

Luo Yinxun's mood was not so bad when he rested after tea and dinner.

Jiang Hansheng sat beside her and put his hands on her shoulders naturally.

"Yin Xun, you are really different from other daughters."

"You already knew that, didn't you?"

Jiang Hansheng smiled and nodded: "Indeed."

"From the very beginning when you tried your best to catch me, I knew you were a difficult person to serve."

Jiang Han gave birth to countless daughters, and was finally defeated by Luo Yinxun's pomegranate skirt.

He asked her: "Do you think that in the actor industry, anyone can be caught as an undercover agent?"

Then he said to himself: "I think it will work."

Luo Yinxun smiled charmingly: "Just think that Master Jiang is praising me."

"Call me A Ling."

The latter was speechless.

Jiang Hansheng pinched her waist in a tricky way: "Should I scream?"

"What if I say no?"

Jiang Hansheng grabbed Luo Yinxun's chin and forced her to meet him.

"Then give it a try."

His lips were sealed, and the familiar feeling of suffocation came over Luo Yinxun's mind went blank.

Luo Yinxun curled up in Jiang Hansheng's arms like a kitten with thorns until the air became so thin that it was difficult for Luo Yinxun to breathe, and she resisted Jiang Hansheng weakly.

"let me go-"

"Call me A Ling."

The atmosphere was extremely ambiguous, Luo Yinxun's hand landed on an unknown object when she was falling, and she quickly bounced her hand away.

The demands got deeper, Luo Yinxun didn't dare to look into Jiang Hansheng's eyes.

She tried to calm his emotions, but the people around her had already lost their minds.

The whole person was picked up by him, and Luo Yinxun tapped Jiang Hansheng's shoulder.

"This is the living room, Jiang Hansheng."

The door was still open, and the servants outside were watching.

"Don't mind them."

Luo Yinxun was defeated, and she begged for mercy over and over again: Ah Ling, can we take a bath first? "

We have to find a way to get this man away.

"Okay, let's go together."

"No."

"Ok?"

"Please, can we go to the bedroom?"

While talking, Jiang Hansheng tore off a button on the front of his shirt.

"Jiang Hansheng!"

Luo Yinxun grabbed his hand.

"Are you really going to be angry if you make trouble with me again?"

Yelling when people are obsessed with doing one thing may be the most effective way.

Successfully made Jiang Hansheng stop, he licked his dry lips, his eyes were full of desire.

The irresistible feeling made Jiang Han suppress it abruptly.

Whatever can be done, Luo Yinxun can't be really angry.

He let her go.

His eyes stayed on her lingeringly: "Then I'll wait for you."

There was no monitoring in the bathroom, and Luo Yinxun stepped on the small bench next to him.

She stood on tiptoe and reached for the top shelf of the locker.

It was a smart watch, which Luo Yinxun saw in the box when Jiang Hansheng took her to the third floor that day.

Fortunately, she had a heart and a communication card in her pocket.

After inserting it, the watch can be used. This is the most gratifying thing for Luo Yinxun in the past few months.

The first thing I did when I turned on the smart watch was to contact Shen Huai.

Before the edited message had time to press the send button, Luo Yinxun heard the sound of someone going upstairs.

56, 57...

The footsteps were approaching, Luo Yinxun put the watch back calmly.

When Jiang Hansheng pushed open the door, her expression was calm.