The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

Feng Chenyuan's conscience ached for two seconds, and then he stood up as if nothing had happened.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with his head, and the school doctor couldn't find out the problem. In the end, he could only give them a candy and sent him out.

"It's a good thing you're fine, otherwise..." Jiang Mianmian bounced forward, chewing a piece of candy in her mouth, squinting her eyes, revealing the dimples at the corners of her mouth.

Looking at her appearance, Feng Chenyuan suddenly paused, and his sharp eyes suddenly looked behind him.

In the silent corridor, there was no one in sight.

It seemed that what he felt just now was an illusion.

"Yuanyuan, hurry up, you're going to be late!" Jiang Mianmian stood at the end of the corridor and shouted at him.

Feng Chenyuan withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, and chased after Jiang Mianmian unhurriedly.

Time flies, two days later.

The Jiang family's villa was immersed in a busy atmosphere early in the morning, and was ordered to go around by their little princess.

"Uncle Lin, you asked someone to hang the balloon on the handrail of the door, and this... the present I prepared for them, put it next to them, and give it to them after they leave!"

"Alright, Miss Mianmian, Uncle Lin will remember!"

Uncle Lin responded with a smile, and looked at the young girl who was full of joy, his eyes were full of doting light.

When Jiang Suihan came down from the stairs, he saw that the originally cool and cold hall was decorated in a childlike way. Pink purple and pink blue were intertwined in the hall, which made him seem to have strayed into a fairy tale. The strange sorghum of the world.

"Master, Assistant Lin is already waiting outside!" Uncle Lin handed over the handbag.

Jiang Suihan smiled and said, "Is it all arranged by Mianmian?"

"Yes, Miss Mianmian personally selected them all. She woke up at four o'clock today!" Uncle Lin couldn't hide his loving eyes.

Follow Jiang Mianmian's small figure to run at any time.

"She was patient with that brat!" Jiang Suihan was unhappy from the bottom of his heart, wrinkling the tip of his nose with jealousy, and said in a low voice.

Uncle Lin leaned over: "Eldest Young Master, what did you say?"

Jiang Suihan blinked, stepped forward with his long legs, and said: "I also prepared a gift and put it in the bedroom. Uncle Lin, remember to give it to Feng Chenyuan!"

Then, he strode forward and disappeared in front of Uncle Lin.

It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared in the sea of ​​pink that Uncle Lin shook his head indulgently, and murmured: "Still such an awkward temper!"

Obviously he is the most gentle person, always unwilling to let others see his softness, Uncle Lin knows that the young master just doesn't want others to discover his weakness.

I will tell Miss Mianmian to spend more time with him tonight, I am jealous!
Uncle Lin shook his head and thought, and joined the busy army again.

On the second floor, Feng Chenyuan stood in front of the balcony, quietly looking at the newly dressed grass, a starlight flashed in his dark and lonely eyes that he didn't even notice.

It's been a long time... a long time, he hasn't felt this feeling of being valued before!

At ten o'clock sharp, Qi Lan finally arrived at Jiang's villa as the first guest.

"Mianmian, here I come!" Qi Lan flew out of the car and pressed on Jiang Mianmian's body.

Jiang Mianmian dragged her sore legs, staggered and stood firm, her big grape-like eyes formed two crescent moons, and replied: "Welcome to my house as a guest, let's go, I will show you around!"

She led Qi Lan into the villa very ladylikely, and then she raised her voice: "Aunt Lin, call Yuanyuan down, the guests are coming!"

Aunt Lin responded, wiped her wet hands on her apron, and went to invite someone with a smile.

When the vassal Yuan came down, the two little girls were already sitting on the sofa, unwrapping each other's presents.

Vassal yuan...

Today is his birthday, right?If he's not mistaken, those gifts are also his, right?
"Yuanyuan, come here quickly. This is a gift from Lanlan. It's a miniature robot. It's so cute. Do you like it?" Jiang Mianmian noticed his footsteps and raised her head to call out with a smile.

Feng Chenyuan, however, set his eyes on another unpacked package. He walked over calmly, bent down to pick up the black watch, and asked, "What is this?"

"Ah, this is the watch I gave you, it can be located!" Jiang Mianmian raised her head and puffed out her small chest, very proud.

This was the gift she suddenly thought of the day before yesterday when she jumped out of bed in a dream.

And, unforgettable!

That being the case, she asked someone to make such a gift for the vassal Yuan.

"Yuanyuan, what do you think?" She asked expectantly.

Feng Chenyuan lowered his eyelashes, and carefully looked at the watch in his palm. In fact, from his point of view, the positioning technology at this time is still too cumbersome, but...

"I like it very much, please help me put it on!" He heard his own voice.

Jiang Mianmian nodded obediently: "Yeah, okay!"

She took the watch and began to fiddle with the time seriously, as well as how to wear it, and then reached out to hold Feng Chenyuan's wrist.

For some reason, Qi Lan felt inexplicably that she couldn't blend in with them, and even saw a few Chi Guoguo words in Feng Chenyuan's eyes: Why are you still here?
She looked at the expressions of the two of them hesitantly, and suddenly a guess came to her mind: Could Feng Chenyuan be Jiang Mianmian's foster husband?Wow, so cool!

"Mianmian, the guest is here again, I'll help you to entertain, I'll come find you later!"

Qi Lan left very tactfully and acted as half master.

One after another, most of the classmates from the top class came, until eleven o'clock, a bright red luxury car stopped outside Jiang's villa.

A gust of wind blows, fascinated people's eyes.

When they opened it again, they saw the little girl in this beautiful blue dress coming out of the car, with clear eyebrows and light steps, like a white swan, coming slowly.

"Why is she here? It's so annoying!" Qi Lan stood next to Jiang Mianmian, showing an expression of disgust unabashedly.

Jiang Mianmian twitched the corners of her mouth, a little stiffly: "I didn't invite her!"

Qi Lan raised her eyebrows: "Then why did she come? Jiang Mianmian, didn't she come to snatch your foster husband?"

"What? Tong Yangfu?" Jiang Mianmian repeated without a voice, her eyes widened: "Who is Tong Yangfu...you wouldn't say it was Yuanyuan, would you? No, no, no, he is not!"

The future boss Feng is so imposing that people dare not look directly at him.

She can just take a look at it from a distance, and she definitely doesn't want to have it.

After all, with such a serious boyfriend, there is simply no joy in life.

"Isn't it? I don't believe it!" Qi Lan looked at Feng Chenyuan's dark light that flashed by just now, and then at the soft Jiang Mianmian, and said with a smile: "Leave this alone, I always feel that Qin Kexin is aggressive ... She must be jealous that you can feed such a cute and beautiful little boy, and came to trouble you!"

Ginger Mianmian...

If she remembers correctly, Qin Kexin and Feng Chenyuan seem, maybe, seem to have no intersection, right?Bar!Bar!

She looked at Feng Chenyuan's delicate face, and suddenly she was a little uncertain!