Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Oh."

Yannian nodded, not showing much surprise.

Because the last time Pei Jinling asked her to settle accounts, she had already told her about it.

"Don't worry, you know and I know about your brother, I won't talk nonsense!"

"Stupid."

Jiang Beiyuan leaned over and squeezed her face slightly.

"The reason I told you is because I don't want to hide from Mrs. Jiang, of course your husband believes that you will not talk nonsense."

"Hey!"

Yannian didn't want to show weakness and squeezed his face, and her expression eased a little, "Say, don't you want to see your brother? Isn't he only 16? How uncomfortable being said that!"

"Yeah, I understand."

Jiang Beiyuan held his words for a while, and finally went to the next room.

...

Jiang Beize squatted on the ground to pack the contents of the box.

His jackets and pants are all piled on the bed, messy, like a ball of yarn with no end of thread.

Jiang Beiyuan walked in, stretched out his clothes wrapped in balls, and folded them one by one.

Jiang Beize quietly watched Jiang Beiyuan sitting by the bed folding his clothes, a little embarrassed.

"Second brother, do you also do housework at home?"

"Yep."

"Second brother is really a good man!"

"Ok."

Jiang Beiyuan folded his clothes and put them in the closet in two layers, in an orderly manner.

Jiang Beize looked at Jiang Beiyuan's wide back, his eyes were sparkling, and his eyes were full of admiration, "I also want to be a good man like the second brother, excellent, independent, particularly strong, and capable of everything, and then let everyone around him admire it!"

"You can't do it."

Jiang Beiyuan replied unceremoniously.

Jiang Beize blinked, "Why?"

"My brain circuit with you is not on the same main line."

"Oh……"

Jiang Beize touched his nose and hung his head, a little depressed.

Jiang Beiyuan put away his shoes and socks separately, and left the rest of the daily necessities for him.

"You do the rest yourself."

"Yeah, good brother."

Jiang Beize squatted on the ground to pack things, moving slowly, as if he was afraid of something.

Condescendingly, Jiang Beiyuan held his arm and looked at Jiang Beize on the ground. From his angle, he saw Jiang Beize's curly eyelashes. This kid's hair was also growing, and his bangs fell down to cover his eyes.

"Hurry up to get a haircut, the boy is a little bit cleaner."

"Yeah, good brother!"

"Also, what did you blush when you saw your sister-in-law?"

"what??"

Jiang Beize stood up with a "rub", raised his eyes, his big eyes were very clear and innocent, "I don't blush...just, I think my sister-in-law is pretty."

"Good-looking is not something you can see."

"Well, I know, second brother, don't worry, I absolutely don't mean that to my sister-in-law!"

Jiang Beize was explaining irritably, so nervous that the corners of his mouth were peeling.

"I will never do anything I am sorry for my second brother! Give me a thousand courage, and I will not!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan had no expression on his face, so he was determined to look at the boy.

Jiang Beize's face turned red, and when facing Jiang Beiyuan, his white cheeks were flushed with blood as if to drip.

In fact, his skin is whiter than Jiang Beiyuan. Among Jiang Guoteng's three sons, Jiang Beize is the whitest.

The only facial features that he and Jiang Beiyuan resemble are the eyelashes, which are very long and densely curled.

His face flushed at this moment, quite obvious, with both hands crossed and not knowing where to put them.

Jiang Beiyuan was still holding his arms, and raised his long eyebrows: "What are you blushing now?"