Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Beiyuan would naturally not kill the dog.

Ligation is also impossible, and Yuli in the sky would not agree.

The consequence of violating the master is that the master separated the three dogs, one cage for one person and one nest for one person, and the door was locked. Today, no one wants to see the sun outside.

Chang'an: "..."

longevity:"……"

Changsheng: "..."

Jiang Beiyuan was condescending: "I know I was wrong, and I will let you out again."

Changan pitifully looked at Changmei: "Brother, where did we go wrong?"

Changming put out his tongue: "I don't know, do you know Changsheng?"

"Woo, the master is so strange today, why should you be angry." Changsheng lay on the ground, frowning.

"Also frolicking?"

Jiang Beiyuan stood with his hands in his hands, his voice low, as serious and harsh as scolding his subordinates.

"Ms. Jiang, are you okay?"

Yannian walked out of the bedroom while yawning in milk-coffee-colored pajamas. He saw the scene just now, thinking Jiang Beiyuan had a fever, and hurriedly reached out to cover his forehead for fear that his brain would burn.

The man pulled her hand down, in front of the three dogs, buckled the back of Yannian's neck and gave a deep kiss.

"I went to cook."

Jiang Beiyuan released the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms in time, and there was a warm smile between his eyebrows.

Yannian licked the corner of her mouth and turned her head slowly, not crying or laughing at the three separated dogs.

"How did you provoke him? He rarely gets angry with you."

Changan and Longevity and Longevity: "..."

Yannian sighed: "It's okay, it's okay, you are not human, he is a real dog, you don't want to be familiar with him."

After speaking, he went back to the room disapprovingly.

...

"Chun'er, San'er, drink milk!!"

Yan Nian flushed two bottles of milk powder and stood in the kitchen and began to shout.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, this is Chunhe Jingming's usual "afternoon tea".

Jiang Jingming ran over to get the baby bottle, the light blue bottle was his own, and the light pink bottle was his sister.

"thanks Mom."

The little guy is very polite and has been a little gentleman since he was a child.

"Hey, go drink with your sister."

"..." The little guy didn't move, motioned his mother to squat down, and then gave her a gentle kiss.

Yan Nian was so sweet, and kissed him back.

"Go and drink, my little prince."

Seeing his son walking away with his two short legs swaying while holding the baby bottle, Yan Nian couldn't help feeling.

that's nice.

It's so good.

Fortunately, Jiang San'er got it back, not kidnapping or tearing up the ticket.

As long as the child is healthy and safe, as long as she can stay under her nose, this is her greatest happiness! She really couldn't stand the parting and danger to any degree. Maybe it was because she was old and experienced so many things that she was scared of everything now.

Jiang Chunhe is particularly lazy, lying in bed lazily waiting for a bottle.

Sister doesn't take off her slippers...

Jiang Jingming sighed, squatted down to help her sister take off her slippers and socks, before he climbed onto the bed.

The two little guys lay flat and drank their own bottles, and the warm sun came in, and the atmosphere was very warm and peaceful.

Jiang Chunhe glanced at Jiang Jingming's bottle from time to time.

Humph……

Why does he drink so fast?

She also wanted to drink quickly, but Jiang Jingming was still one step ahead.

"Sister, mine is finished."

"So what?"

"Sister, give me a sip of yours, thank you sister."

Jiang San'er stared at the light pink baby bottle in her sister's hand, with small straight eyes.

Jiang Chunhe hurriedly hugged the baby bottle in his hand and pouted proudly.

"Why do you speak faster than me and better than me?"

"Because I am smarter than my sister."

"Hmph, then I won't give you a drink."

After speaking, the little princess didn't open her face, Gurulu's big eyes turned around, and she didn't look at her brother when she looked around.

Jiang Jingming leaned in pitifully and shook his sister's shoulders with his hand.

"Sister, sister, just give me a sip."

"But this is mine, who told you to drink so fast."

"Sister...Sister..." Jiang Jingming began to pull Jiang Chunhe.

Jiang Chunhe brushed away his hand and snorted proudly, "Then you say, who are we smart?"

"Sister is smart."

"Then you will be my servant or brother's servant?"

"Sister's."

"Hmm—here you are."

Jiang Chunhe finally generously gave Jiang Jingming his bottle.

"Drink my things, in the future, you will be my servant. Everything I say is right. You must listen to me, and you must not disobey my orders. You can do whatever I ask you to do, you know? "

"Hmm."

Jiang Jingming nodded while drinking milk.

The milk powder made by mother himself is the best afternoon tea he thinks. No drink can compare. He drank it many times and couldn’t drink enough. After three times, Jiang Chunhe’s milk was quickly drunk. Up.

Jiang Jingming wanted to get out of bed to find his mother, but was held back by Jiang Chunhe.

"I didn't let you go, you are not allowed to go!"

"But... I want to give mother a bottle."

"Mom is a mother, I am a princess now, you are a servant, listen to me." The little princess had her hands on her hips.

"Ok."

Jiang Jingming turned two somersaults very cooperatively, kneeled on the bed, and bowed to Jiang Chunhe.

"My dear princess, I am your servant Jiang Jingming, do you have any instructions from Princess Princess?"

This is pretty much the same.

The little princess raised her chin proudly.

"Go and give mom a bottle, then come back within a minute and play with me."

"Yes, Lord Princess."

Jiang Jingming hurriedly got out of bed.

...

The next day, the table.

Now that Jiang Jingming and Jiang Chunhe are both old, they don’t need father to feed them anymore. They eat by themselves.

Jiang Beiyuan sat next to Yannian, watching her not eating, and kept looking at her mobile phone.

"What do you do." Jiang Beiyuan took the phone away without saying anything.

"Oh, give it to me. Ding Baoyi's client wants flower baskets for decoration. I have to take the order."

"Is it a while? I'll talk after dinner."

"..."

Yannian puffed up her cheeks, suffocated her mouth to eat, reluctantly.

Jiang Beiyuan picked a small chopsticks crispy pork and delivered it to Yannian's mouth.

She casually opened her mouth and leaned toward his chopsticks. Jiang Beiyuan retracted the chopsticks first and kissed her face.

Yan Nian looked disgusted, "The mouth is full of oil."

"You touch it, do you?"

"Why did Dad kiss his mother suddenly?" Jiang Chunhe tilted his head, puzzled.

Jiang Beiyuan glanced at Yannian, smiled, and the corners of his lips were soft, "Because I think my mother is very beautiful today."

"But when is mother not beautiful?"

"It's still my girl who can talk, you learn something."

Yan Nian inserted a piece of premium Australian beef and put it in Jiang Chunhe's bowl.

"I will tell you tonight, and you have to give me some sweetness."

"I rely on you Jiang Beiyuan--"

! ! !

Yannian squeezed a man's thigh secretly, and leaned to his ear, "In front of the child, what are you talking about?"

"Do you think they can understand?"

"Even if you can't, you can't be so blind and poor, right? It will cause a bad influence on your children."

"Mrs. Jiang sent a text message to lie to me two days ago and played with my heart. Doesn't this have a bad effect on the child?"

"you--!"

Vengeful petty ghost.

Yannian took a deep breath, leaned to the back of Jiang Beiyuan's neck, and bit his earlobe calmly. Those peachy eyes looked at her in time. Yannian glared at him and lowered his voice in his ears.

"I will take good care of you tonight, husband."

"Well, good."

This is almost the same.

Jiang Beiyuan looked at Jiang Qingchi.

"Don't imitate me, to other girls."

Jiang Qingchi nodded, "Daddy, your behavior just now was a little greasy, I won't imitate you."

Jiang Beiyuan: "..."

Jiang Jingming smiled.

Although he didn't understand what his parents and elder brothers were saying, he was very happy because the family relationship was so good.

...

"Chun'er, San'er, eat strawberries!"

Yannian washed a plate of fresh strawberries and placed them on the table in the living room for the two children to eat.

This is her daily routine at home.

If nothing happens, Jiang Beiyuan goes to work during the day and Jiang Qingchi goes to kindergarten, and she will take care of Chunhe Jingming.

If she is not busy, play with the two children.

If they are busy, the two children entertain themselves.

But because she took the order today and wanted to arrange flowers in the flower room, she didn't care about the two children, so she washed a bunch of strawberries and let them eat.

"Mom went to flower arrangement, come to the room and knock on mom's door if you have anything, you know?"

"..."

The two children nodded obediently.

Then Yannian entered the flower room.

Jiang Chunhe ran to the kitchen and brought two plates of different colors, and one of them was handed to his younger brother.

"Hey, let's each install strawberries, one for you and one for me."

"..."

San'er nodded and listened to her sister. My sister took one and took one herself.

Soon after the strawberries were divided, Jiang Jingming was about to return to the room to eat quietly, but was held by her sister.

"I'm a princess, have you forgotten?"

Jiang Jingming blinked, then poured half of the strawberries on his plate to his sister.

"Princess, please enjoy your strawberries slowly."

"Humph,"

Rao is like this, Jiang Chunhe is still not satisfied.

"I am a princess. The princess is the second largest in the country, the king is the first, then the prince is the third, and the servant is the smallest."

"Oh, I see."

Jiang Jingming gave her sister two thirds of strawberries.

There are only five strawberries on my plate.

Jiang Chunhe bit his lip, frowning his delicate brows: "You are a servant, what do you mean by a servant, don't you understand?"

Jiang Jingming shook his head ignorantly, he did not understand.

"So I am smarter than you, just let me tell you."

The little princess patted her chest and said righteously: "For example, there are 31 strawberries in total. Then the princess can eat 30 strawberries, but the servant can only eat one, because the servant is the youngest, that's it."

One?

Jiang Jingming swept his plate, only five strawberries left...

Ok.

Sister is happy.

The little guy hurriedly gave his sister four more strawberries.

The tricky princess was finally satisfied, and went back to her room holding the plate.

Jiang Jingming ate this strawberry and went to play in the toy room.

The house is very quiet. One of the two little guys is playing with dolls and the other is playing with building blocks. They keep silent with each other, and neither of them disturbs mother's work.

It was three o'clock soon.

Yan Nian set the alarm clock and came out to make milk powder for the siblings at three o'clock.

Hearing his mother's footsteps in the kitchen, Jiang San'er packed up the toys early and waited anxiously at the door, just like a relay race in a sports meeting, waiting for the players in front to hand over the baton to himself.

"Chun'er, San'er, drink milk!"

Hearing a familiar voice, Jiang San'er happily opened the door and came out, because he was so happy, both feet caught and fell, but it didn't hurt, and the floor was covered with wool carpet.

The little guy got up firmly, and ran to the kitchen happily, with the palms of his hands facing up, waiting for the bottle to be put into his own hand.

This posture amused Yannian, bending over with a smile and pinching his little face.

"The little prince is here to get milk again, where is the little princess?"

"The princess is in the room, the princess can't work."

"Then hard work, little prince, mum-this is your milk, ten dollars in total!"

Yannian handed the two baby bottles to her son. The little guy pretended to touch the pockets, took out the money changed from air, and handed them to his mother.

"Thank you mom, there is no need to find change."

"Hahaha, welcome to patronize next time."

"..."

Xiao Jiang San'er returned to the room holding the baby bottle. My sister was drawing. He stood beside him, "Sister drinking milk."

"Hey, I am a princess now, you have to call me princess, not sister, or I will be unhappy."

"Good Princess, this is your milk."

Jiang Jingming passed the bottle over.

Jiang Chunhe motioned him to put it on the table and raised a small foot.

"The princess has no shoes to wear."

"Then let me wear shoes for the princess."

As the most loyal servant of the princess, Jiang Jingming squatted down and put two pink bunny slippers on her sister's feet before he started drinking milk.

Sitting on the swivel chair, Jiang Chunhe sucked the bottle lazily, tilting his head.

Seeing Jiang Jingming's milk was about to be drunk again, the little girl was anxious, but she sucked, sucked, sucked hard,

But it was too late.

Jiang Jingming was one step ahead.

"sister……"

A familiar little milk dog leaned over, pitifully looking at her sister... there was half a bottle of milk in her hand.

Jiang Chunhe snorted, "Everyone said I am a princess."

Speaking, jumped off the chair, climbed onto the bed, lay down comfortably and drank the bottle in his hand.

Jiang Jingming also climbed onto the bed, with two small hands doing "Gong Xi Fa Cai".

"Princess, can you give your servant a sip of the good drink in your bottle?"

"No, I gave you a drink yesterday."

"Lord Princess... isn't it generous?"

"Who made you drink so fast, are you a pig Jiang Jingming?"

"I am your servant, Princess Princess."

"Then you beat my leg, my leg is sore."

The little princess leaned against the head of the bed and straightened one leg.

In order to drink milk, Jiang Jingming was able to bend and stretch, and hurriedly beat her sister's leg.

Jiang Chunhe handed over his baby bottle.

As soon as I ran into the nipple, before Jiang San'er could taste it, the baby bottle had wings and flew away from under my nose.