Chapter 560

Sure enough, that pair of devil's hands, very uneasily, perhaps say, very uneasily put on Lin An'an's chest.

Depressed.

What a serious attitude to study!

"Er..." Li Lingzi didn't seem to know exactly what Jiang muxiao was doing, so he had to ask Lin An'an, the most normal one here, with his eyes: "madam, can we start?"

Lin An's face was in mourning. His head was tilted to the side of Jiang muxiao. He turned his eyes helplessly and said, "that Let's go. "

"Well." Li Lingzi began to knead and test Lin an, "there are a little small pieces here, but it's not very serious..."

Probably because Jiang muxiao's aura is too big, the girl broke the string several times when she spoke.

And someone who was kneaded by Jiang muxiao was so embarrassed at the moment that he didn't hear what Li Lingzi was saying, so he could only say a few words casually.

The little girl's technique is very gentle, but she can't bear to have a Jiang muxiao around her. Although his technique is very slow, his meticulous and patient appearance makes Lin An's heart itch.

Her face changed from red to blue, from blue to white, and from white to red, so she almost turned over and found a seam in the bed.

But gradually, she felt two different forces and feelings, swimming on the body.

The little girl's strength is flexible and powerful. She has a strange sense of alienation when walking on her body. Jiang muxiao's strength, though clumsy, is close and familiar. It's like swimming across the river.

Suddenly thought of a word, skin, is the most intimate communication.

If so.

Xu is because of the thought of philosophy, some dizzy, suddenly, she heard Jiang muxiao low voice: "every six months physical examination?"

Li Lingzi, who has been explaining his major, was stunned for a moment when he heard Jiang muxiao's words. He nodded and said, "yes, breast cancer is a high-risk disease. It's better to have a physical examination every six months."

"Well."

Jiang muxiao no longer spoke, lowered his head, and continued to fight with Lin An'an.

"Go on." He had a cold face and said nothing more.

Li Lingzi didn't know what Jiang muxiao meant. He stood awkwardly in the same place, at a loss.

"Go on, it's OK." Lin an an looks at the face that the little girl is about to cry out and immediately conveys the meaning of Jiang muxiao completely.

Li Lingzi hesitated and bit his lower lip. He was still worried, but he continued to milk.

It's really hard to squeeze through.

Lin an has been gritting her teeth and insisting. She was afraid that Jiang muxiao would feel uncomfortable when she saw her, so she said, "Jiang muxiao, I want to drink water."

When Jiang muxiao walked out for dozens of seconds, she dared to hum gently.

Soon, Jiang muxiao came in, glanced at Lin An'an, walked quietly to Lin An'an, and put his hand to Lin An'an's lips.

"Well, what for?"

"Bite."

Lin an smiles and looks up. A water column flies out and directly shoots into Jiang muxiao's eyes.

When Lin an settled down, he covered his mouth and laughed: "ha ha ha ha ha..."

Forget about the pain.

It was Li Lingzi, standing on one side with fear, thinking that her career would be ruined today, right?

As expected, with a gloomy face, Jiang Mu Xiao gently pinched Lin An'an's cheek and frowned: "don't make trouble, bite."

"I don't --" Lin an pushed Jiang muxiao's arm and said in a low voice, "you're here, affecting Lingzi's work. You'd better go out."

It's true. If you go on tossing like this, you don't know when you can finish it.

What's more, Jiang muxiao is like a great God standing here. If Li Lingzi's technique is a little heavier, he stinks. If it's a little lighter, he stinks again.

The whole process of lactation has become to wait on the old man.

Jiang muxiao looked at Lin An'an fondly and then walked out slowly with a helpless smile.

I want to split the time in half, so that I can spend twice as much time with Ann.

The leaves flying outside the window are in full swing.

He missed Ann.

Turn a head, inside again send out Lin an an's light voice hum, on his face, have no any change, just that heart, uneasy.

Let's not have so many children.

The Jiang family can not be lively, can be cold, but can not, let Ann suffer again and again.

With dim eyes, I think of the day when Ann gave birth to her baby

When the door suddenly opened, Li Lingzi saw Jiang muxiao standing at the door. He was startled and said, "president, I can. I'll come tomorrow."

With that, he stood quietly, waiting for Jiang muxiao's orders.

For a long time, I didn't hear anything. I raised my head and there was no one in front of me.Slowly back, a room in the massage room is bright.

Jiang muxiao gently picked up Lin An'an, and his face was full of love.

Li Lingzi's face, showing a smile, how warm a pair of it.

She slowly turned around, along the memory, to the door of the direction.

At the door, Fang Qing stood there.

Seeing Li Lingzi, he quickly took her umbrella and handed it to her. He said with a smile, "it's raining heavily outside. Be careful."

Li Lingzi nodded, said thank you, and took a look at the Jiang family. Then he went out slowly.

Outside, the rain has gradually come down, she holds an umbrella, looking at the majestic building in front of her eyes, secretly sighed, really rich people, they disappeared in a hurry in the rainy night.

The child with a fever is waiting for her to take care of.

At this time, the warm Jiang family, Jiang muxiao came out from the massage room with Lin an in his arms. When he saw Fang Qing standing at the door, Lin An's face suddenly looked like a cooked shrimp.

Fang Qing had already seen it and said with a smile, "madam, the president, the milkman has gone."

"So soon, I haven't invited someone to have a cup of tea yet?"

Lin an an looked at the door and said with some regret that the technique of the milkman was not bad. Although he was young, his strength was very soft. He should have been in this line for a long time.

Fang Qing patted his head: "Oh, I'm so confused. I won't forget it next time."

Lin an an gently smile, let Jiang muxiao put her down.

"It's OK. I must remember next time. By the way, where's your sister?"

The ointment given by Zhao Yang is still in her hands.

Fang Qing scratched on the table, took out an invitation, handed it to Lin An'an and said, "my sister is much better. This is the invitation of the Lu family. She said that she must go."

"An invitation from the Lu family?" Lin an took it and looked at Jiang muxiao strangely.