The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

An hour later, Jiang Mianmian ran downstairs with her homework in her arms.

The little girl had a sweet smile and a pretty aggressive face. She slapped her homework on the table, trying to attract the attention of the vassal Yuan.

At this time, there were only the last two pages of the Italian book in Feng Chenyuan's hands, and a faint smile flowed in his downcast eyes, but he didn't look up.

Jiang Mianmian's mouth puffed up, and he went straight to it unhappily.

She grabbed Feng Chenyuan's cheek, and said bluntly, "Yuanyuan, I finished my homework, three days' homework!"

She held up three fingers, waiting in her bright eyes...waiting for someone's compliment.

Feng Chenyuan finally raised his head passively, and glanced sideways at the homework.

He casually took Jiang Mianmian's hand, pulled it off his cheek, and said, "Mianmian is really amazing!"

Jiang Mianmian: "..."

Why are you still unhappy even though you have been praised?

"Father Yuan, smelly Yuanyuan, don't you want to praise me at all?" She held her mouth and showed a pitiful expression.

It's like an abandoned puppy, which makes people want to be hugged and comforted.

At least, someone with a rare bad taste felt a little distressed.

He pursed his lips and explained: "No! Mianmian is the smartest, the most powerful, and the most beautiful, and I'm telling the truth!"

Unprepared!

Jiang Mianmian froze for a moment, her pretty face brightened little by little, waiting to fully perceive Feng Chenyuan's voice, she jumped up with a "yeah", her smile was as bright as new.

The vassal Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, this pretty face is best suited for a happy smile.

"Ahem!" Jiang Mianmian was reserved, raised her chin, and raised the corners of her mouth: "In view of your good performance, I decided to resume our relationship!"

The vassal Yuan pursed his lips and said, "Thank you!"

This response was dry and not cute at all.

But the praised Jiang Mianmian didn't care, she nestled next to the vassal Yuan again.

The two cuddled up to each other, one was reading a book, the other was playing with a mobile phone, and they seemed to complement each other extraordinarily well.

But until the two children were sent to sleep in the room by Uncle Lin, the door of the bloody room on the second floor was still not opened.

Jiang Suihan drove everyone to rest, only he waited quietly.

At eleven o'clock in the night, a small, blood-stained body finally pushed out the door, with a tired expression, but bright eyes.

Jiang Suihan looked up, stood beside Jiang Jiashu a few steps, and asked, "How is it? Are you tired?"

Jiang Jiashu raised his head slowly, beautiful and handsome, his face, which had been delicately outlined at a young age, slowly revealed a bright smile.

"Big Brother, I succeeded!"

"That person is not dead!"

Hearing this, the breath blocked in his chest suddenly loosened.

Jiang Suihan's dignified face calmed down a little bit, and he patted the child's shoulder lightly, with a gentle yet firm voice.

"Well, I know Jiashu will definitely succeed!"

"Brother put water in the bathroom for you, go soak for a while, leave the rest to brother?"

Jiang Jiashu's excessive jumping nerves finally stopped, followed by a huge sense of fatigue eroding his nerves, he relaxed in Jiang Suihan's gentle whisper, and nodded quietly: "Okay!"

Jiang Suihan sent him into the bathroom, and then turned to deal with the matter of phoenix.

The doctor who delivered the things did not leave, and was sent into the guest room by Jiang Suihan at this moment to deal with the rest of the phoenix.

However, after the doctor went in, he found that the man lying quietly on the bed had a calm face, his breathing was slow but steady, and even the bloodstains had been cleaned up. his place.

He thought for a while, put the anti-inflammatory medicine and warm water on the bedside of the man, and then quietly withdrew.

……

The next day.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun leaped over the horizon.

The broken golden sun shines down, exuding a cold breath, reminding the world in a trance that autumn is here.

At the corner of Panlong Mountain, two pitch-black cars climbed along the road.

"Yuanyuan, are you sure Jiang Dingliu lives here?" The elder brother holding the camera was full of doubts in his tone.

He looked at the green scenery spreading in front of him with some hesitation, swallowed subconsciously, and raised reasonable doubts.

"This is Panlong Mountain. It is said that there are only ten villas in total, implying perfection. It is a place that even the rich can't get. Although Jiang Xiumiao is top class, he doesn't have so much money, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuanyuan pouted and handed the phone to the man.

"Okay, take whatever you want, Xiu Miao's house is on Panlong Mountain, and the third villa is, you..."

She held down the red button, and reiterated.

"This is Link, Manager Lin told me personally, I'm not lying, Jiang Xiumiao lives here, number three!"

man:"……"

He scratched his head in embarrassment, and closed his mouth embarrassingly.

The car was speeding all the way, and soon a huge villa full of European style appeared in front of everyone.

In front of them was a pitch-black carved hollow gate. Looking through the gate, they couldn't see the end at a glance. The sight was blocked by sparse plants, but it was enough for them to see one thing clearly.

This villa is worth a lot!

"I'll go down and call the door!"

Lu Yuanyuan jumped out of the car, and a moment later, she jumped again.

"Brother Wei, let's start shooting now!"

"But, will Jiang Dingliu agree?" Brother Wei scratched his head again, hesitating.

They have not been notified that they can take pictures of the villa. If they take pictures without authorization, it will make the artist feel disgusted. Remember to send a lawyer's letter.

Artists, I like to send lawyer letters the most.

Hearing this, Lu Yuanyuan also hesitated, and after thinking about it, she called Jinlincheng.

Five minutes later, she smiled and made an "OK" gesture towards Wei Gebi, and happily went to ring the doorbell.

"Hello, we are from the production team of Strawberry TV's "Brother's Way to Survive". My name is Lu Yuanyuan. We have made an appointment for a live broadcast today!"

After a few seconds, a refined voice sounded from the side.

"Guests, wait a moment, I'll send someone to pick you up right away!"

Not rejected!
Lu Yuanyuan, who led a group shoot for the first time, finally breathed a sigh of relief with her back to the camera.

Then, she turned her head with a smile and greeted the camera.

"Hello, everyone!"

"Today is the recording site of the third season and the third episode of "Brother". Everyone wants to know what Jiang Xiumiao's home is like? Now, I can lift the veil for everyone!"

Her crisp voice was played in the video along the network cable.

Outside the video, faces are staring at the scenery of the villa in the video.

"Wow... I finally saw my brother's house today! I am so happy! I can die without regrets!"

"Where does brother live? It looks so expensive!"

"Brother, brother, I like you!"

"I didn't expect to be the first. Brother, come out quickly. Miss sister, please hurry up, run fast, and run in front of brother. It's like seeing a picture of a beautiful woman waking up in the morning!"

The dense barrage occupied the entire screen.