Chapter 122

Jiang querong brushed her hair on her shoulder, her eyes were flowing, and she was very charming -

Jin left only glanced at her, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even bother to give her disgust. He just hugged Jiang Fu's shoulder, and when Bai Jin opened the door, they walked in side by side.

ginger sparrow was mad at her feet. She bowed her head and sniffed the smell of perfume on her wrist. It doesn't work at all.

Bai Jin still left a door for Jiang querong and said faintly:

"come in."

"Well, you'd better be ready, or you'll wait for me!"

Jiang querong raised the bag on her wrist and stepped into the living room with high heels. She didn't even want to change her slippers for fear that it would affect her slender and tall visual figure.

Jiang Baoshan is sitting on the sofa. When he sees Jin Zuo coming, he stands up with a smile. Subconsciously, he reaches out his hand to hold it. On second thought, it's not right, and then he takes it back.

Jin Zuo nodded to him as a polite greeting.

He took the wine to the restaurant and was ready to open it with a bottle opener.

Baijin cooked a pot of jujube and tremella soup, each person in a small bowl, and carried it to the living room with a porcelain plate.

"Have some sweet soup first -- Jin Zuo, do you want some?" Bai Jin gave him a bowl with celadon pattern.

Jin Zuo just pulled out the cork of the red wine bottle, took it with both hands, and gave a polite thanks.

"Take it for yourself, little bag, and bring a bowl to Dad."

With that, Bai Jin takes a meaningful look at Jiang querong and turns to go to the kitchen.

Jiang querong chuckled and took the sweet soup. She looked at the bowl in Jin's left hand and watched him put the spoon into his mouth gracefully!

Compared with Jiang querong's ambiguous thoughts, Jiang Fu is much simpler.

She was immersed in the atmosphere of family reunion and didn't feel anything wrong.

Even if Jiang querong turns her stomach like a rat excrement, she still feels that the big round table full of home cooked dishes is more heartwarming than any high-end restaurant.

It will be a while before dinner. Jiang que Rong goes to the toilet every five minutes and is very worried about her make-up.

Jiang Fu helps Bai Jin in the kitchen. Because it's a mid autumn Festival dinner, Bai Jin insists on doing it by herself and refuses Jin Zuo's advance booking of a luxury private room in Yuncheng hotel.

Jin left idle is idle, take out a pair of chess, with Jiang Baoshan down.

After several rounds of killing without suspense, he watched Jiang Baoshan tremble and sweat from time to time, so he adjusted his mind and put on the water -

"PATA."

It's the sound of pieces falling off the board.

Jin's left hand was a little weak, and he didn't hold the pieces for a moment.

Shaking his head, he thought he had a headache again, so he took out the medicine bottle from his trousers pocket, poured out a few tablets and threw them into the mouth.

"How are you? Need a break? "

Jiang Baoshan was tortured and killed on the chessboard, and his spirit was highly concentrated. In order to cater to this diamond son-in-law, he was very tired. But I have to admit that he is really a dragon in the crowd.

Ah, why is he not interested in sparrow banyan, but Jiang Wu?

No matter which daughter, he doesn't care as long as he can make Jin's group his big backer.

Jin Zuo shook his head, supported the back of the sofa and stood up, intending to go to the bathroom.

This kind of feeling he even a little familiar, dizzy, a little hot, from his bones pan out.

When he saw Jiang Wu pull open the glass door of the kitchen and go to the gate, he felt her eyelids jump and asked:

"where do you go alone?"