Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

He raised his eyes suddenly, panicked in panic, at a loss and at a loss.

"What book? Brother..."

"The book you got off the car this morning." Jiang Beiyuan said each word, spreading his slender hands in front of him, with a strong and tough attitude.

"I don't know what book!!"

Jiang Beize squeezed his fists, and the joints were creaked by him. For the first time, he spoke to Jiang Beiyuan so loudly.

Jiang Beiyuan snorted, but withdrew his hand.

Condescendingly, his voice was still cold, "You don't need to hate your sister-in-law in your heart, it's nothing to do with her, she's never the kind of person who makes small reports secretly, she didn't mention a word about you."

"How did the second brother know--"

Jiang Beize subconsciously raised his eyes and looked over, and hurriedly covered his mouth in the next second.

Wasn't it just an indirect admission that he had the book?

He really couldn't play with his second brother!

"Just forget it if you don't want to."

The Sichuan pattern in the middle of Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows stretched slightly.

He looked at Jiang Beize and his voice eased a little.

"The birth mother abandons herself, and the stepmother treats herself badly. Anyone will be resistant to women because of this. I understand your original intention to dislike women, and I did not force you to like women, but—"

Jiang Beiyuan paused.

In the next second, the front of the conversation turned, and it was in the slightest.

"I never taught you to disrespect them. Is it fun to use their feelings for you to make troubles? Is it a sense of accomplishment to see them jealous for you? Huh?"

"..."

Jiang Beize didn't say a word, bit his lip, and tasted the smell of blood.

I don't know how long he has passed before he finally raised his head, like a little beast wailing and roaring, let out a last stubborn roar.

"Why is the second brother always so smart?! Why can't I hide anything from the second brother?!"

"No, you sometimes conceal it."

Jiang Beiyuan's voice was faint, and it seemed that he was no longer so serious.

"Apple, mango and avocado yogurt, I thought you liked it."

Jiang Beize was taken aback!

Then he reacted and rubbed the eyes that had already accumulated tears vigorously, and then rubbed all the tears back.

"Second brother is joking with me?"

"Yes, I have a degree of advancing and retreating with you, because you are my brother, and I am your second brother. I used to be now, and I will be in this status in the future. There can be no other changes."

One sentence is enough, heavy and heavy.

Jiang Beize has always understood.

But I still feel a little bored in my heart.

"I'm sorry, brother, I really knew that I was wrong this time, and I was sincere. I won't make trouble again in the future, I won't use other people's feelings, and I won't cause trouble to my second brother."

"The trouble between brothers is not trouble."

Jiang Beiyuan said every word.

"Go back to bed tonight and think hard about what kind of person you want to be, and think about the future direction and plan. If you think what I said is wrong today, come back to argue with me this weekend."

Saying this is enough, except for words and thoughts, so far he has only said so much to Jiang Beize.

He doesn't bother to care about the unimportant.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't look at Jiang Beize again, turned around and left.

After two steps, I suddenly thought of something, turned around again, took out the wrinkled ninjutsu 300 strokes from his pocket and threw it over.

"The next time someone punches you, you will return him with two punches. Two punches are not enough for three punches and four punches. People in my Jiang family don't take the initiative to pick things, but it's not a soft persimmon and let others bully."