The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

All the works of Zhao Ziquan, a master of contemporary realism, are the works of the student Mo Du who snatched!

This news was like a huge bomb, breaking a huge splash in the water, causing the entire circle to tremble.

But the person who exposed the news was sitting quietly in the car at this moment, passing through the bright lights, and driving towards Jiang's villa.

"Teacher, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Mianmian stretched out her hand curiously, and waved it in front of Modu's eyes, and Xiaomi's teeth showed cutely.

"The big villain was taken away by the police, and everyone will know from now on that the work of the big villain belongs to the teacher. Teacher... isn't it happy?"

Modu paused, then shook his head at Jiang Mianmian.

"I'm not unhappy, I just feel a little unreal!"

He lowered his eyes and looked at the spread fingers. These hands were pale and slender, even stained with paint stains. These were his painting hands, but these hands could only paint.

"I used to be too stupid!" He murmured in a low voice.

Jiang Mianmian didn't hear clearly, so she leaned forward and asked in confusion, "What did the teacher say?"

"It's okay, Mianmian, thank you, teacher. If it wasn't for you, I might have completely lost hope of living. You saved me! From now on, teacher will definitely teach you how to draw seriously!" Mo Du looked at Jiang Mianmian seriously. ,ensure.

Jiang Mianmian: "..."

It doesn't have to be!real!
The little girl's smile was slightly restrained, tinged with a touch of bitterness.

"Teacher is going to the hospital, or go back to Jiang's house with me?" She grinned, and changed the subject with a guilty conscience.

Hearing this, Mo Du glanced at Jiang Suihan and said, "Go to the hospital first!"

When it is confirmed that his wife Linglan's condition has improved, he will obey Jiang Suihan's arrangement and carry out the so-called training.

When he saw Zhao Ziquan sitting slumped on the ground, his whole body in a state of distress, he suddenly realized that those hardships and mountains that he once thought were insurmountable could be so vulnerable.

And he was shackled for six full years, unable to resist.

The reason is that he is too weak and cowardly!
"Uncle Li, go to Haishi Fifth People's Hospital first." Jiang Suihan ordered.

The dark car turned around at the fork in the road.

After a pause, Jiang Suihan looked at Modu: "Do you need me to transfer her to another hospital? I have checked your wife's illness. She is only weak due to long-term fatigue and needs extremely careful recuperation. The hospital where she works lacks professional medical care. Conditioner."

Modu thought for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Shouldn't all the property that Zhao Ziquan got from selling my paintings these years belong to me?"

"Yes!" Jiang Suihan nodded.

"Then trouble Mr. Jiang, help me find a better hospital and nursing home, thank you!" Mo Du said.

He was tactfully refusing.

Because he couldn't enjoy Jiang Suihan's help with peace of mind.

But he didn't know that his refusal made Jiang Suihan take a high look at him.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of the Fifth Hospital. Modu asked for the address of Jiang's family, and waved his hand to find his wife.

Jiang Mianmian looked at the thin back, leaning on the window with her chin resting on her back, her big eyes flickering and shining brightly.

"Teacher Mo must love his wife very much!"

"Ah!"

Jiang Chengxi chuckled and turned his head from the front seat.

"Little kid, do you know what love is?"

"Of course I know!" Jiang Mianmian turned her head with her mouth puffed out, and Yin Hong's small mouth inserted a knife without hesitation: "Mr. Mo loves his wife, and Chu Qiushui doesn't love Third Brother. I understand that!"

Jiang Chengxi covered his heart: "..."

Too much, Jiang Xiaoliu!
Jiang Chengxi glared at her, stretched out his hands and gestured at Jiang Mianmian.

Jiang Mianmian wrinkled the tip of her nose and snorted coldly, not afraid at all.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The Jiang family's villa, which is hidden on the green trees and surrounded by mountains, is bathed in pale golden sunlight, slowly waking up from sleep.

Jiang Mianmian hugged her little bear, wearing a long pink cotton dress, and walked down the steps sleepily.

"Ahh..." She buried her head in the little bear's stomach, and after a while, she raised her pink face and looked at Uncle Lin at the bottom of the steps.

"Uncle Lin, Mianmian is so hungry!"

"The breakfast is left for Miss in the kitchen, Uncle Lin brings it out for you?" Uncle Lin's heart softened.

When Jiang Mianmian looked at the fragrant steamed buns in front of her eyes, she belatedly realized that the whole villa was empty and there was no sound at all.

She pinched a small steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth, tilted her head and asked, "Uncle Lin, where are the brothers and Yuanyuan?"

"They all went out! The first young master and the second young master went to the company, the third young master said there was a training session, the fourth young master went to the laboratory of Haishi University, the fifth young master was running in the morning, and the young master Feng said that he was preparing for the bidding meeting , in my own laboratory!" Uncle Lin explained the itinerary of several people clearly.

Jiang Mianmian: "..."

She swallowed a steamed bun in one gulp, her round eyes gleaming with heavy light.

Alas, she is the only one in the whole family who is a salted fish!
How sinful!

She took another bite of a steamed bun, turning her grief into appetite.

Ten minutes later, she rubbed the bear's furry face and muttered in a low voice, "Little bear, little bear, do you think we should go out to play today, or do our homework obediently?"

"What? You said you were going out to play?"

"No, no, Mianmian is a good boy, you have to do your homework obediently!"

"You say homework is boring?"

"But……"

"Pfft!"

A laugh that couldn't help but sounded suddenly.

"Sister Gun Gun, she's still so cute, I really want to steal it and keep it at home!"

Rolling?

Jiang Mianmian gritted her teeth, Yue Qingran!
Only Yue Qingran would tell her to fuck off, why did this big villain come to their house?
She swished her head up, and stared angrily at him with puffy eyes: "You're the one! Big bad brother, Mianmian doesn't welcome you to my house!"

The grinning appearance, like a little beast that has been incapable of fury all the time, is... cuter!
Yue Qingran pinched her fingers, but she did not pinch Jiang Mianmian's pink face patiently. Why did Jiang Suihan have such a cute sister, so he wanted to steal it away!

If he could find his sister, would he also have such a cute little niece to play with?
Thinking of this, the smile in his eyes dimmed slightly.

"Xiao Gungun, brother is so tired, let me borrow your guest room!"

"No..." Jiang Mianmian wanted to refuse, but the next moment she saw the man pressing his eyebrows tiredly, looking extremely tired, she frowned and turned her face away: "I can only borrow it for a while, hurry up Lah, I don't want to talk to the bad guy brother!"

Hearing this, Yue Qing curled her lips together: "Thank you, Gun!"

Jiang Mianmian was so angry that she jumped, she wasn't rolling, if it wasn't for the fact that his eyes were black and his feet were fluttering, and he might faint, she wouldn't let him rest at her home!

She gritted her teeth and shook her fist at Yue Qingran, but she never drove him away.

Yue Qingran seemed to have eyes behind her back, standing on the steps and looking at Jiang Mianmian with a smile.

"Go away, do you want to go home with my brother?"

"do not want!"

Jiang Mianmian... She gave him a hard look and ran out.