Chapter 44

Jiang Xiu's face is as red as a crayfish cooked in water. It's almost bloody.

She snapped the drawer shut.

Fu Chenhan looked at her back: "what's the matter? Wrong number of yards? I'm watching... "

Jiang Xiu interrupts him in a loud voice: "no, it's not right."

She was so ashamed that she didn't want to talk to Fu ShenHan, an old rascal. She quickly found a set of pajamas. After thinking about it, she summoned up her courage and took out a set of underwear and put them in the clothes.

Fu Chenhan see a little lavender, lazy way: "children, uncle want to see you wear that pink."

Jiang Xu: "I'm not sure."

If she were a teapot, she would be smoking on her head now.

I don't know if it's too shameful. She glared at Fu Chenhan: "don't talk any more!

It's rare for Fu Chenhan to be glared at. On the contrary, she thinks her eyes are bright and moist, which makes her heart itch. It's very interesting.

Jiang Xiu almost escaped into the bathroom.

There used to be only one set of toiletries on the toilet, but now there is another set. It's very elegant mint green, the towel is cream yellow, the cleanser and some skin care products are put on it. It's not made by Fu Chenhan.

Jiang Xu looked at himself with a red face in the mirror and turned his mouth.

After taking a bath, she put on her pajamas and found that it was a suspender skirt, which was quite regular in length and covered her knees. The light beige color was very warm, and it was more beautiful against her porcelain white skin.

Jiang Xu dried his hair and found Fu Chenhan lying down when he came out.

She consciously paved the floor, and after a night's sleep, she found that the floor was actually quite comfortable, because there was a earthworm, it was not cold at all, the quilt was fluffy and comfortable, and the soft lying was not hard.

Jiang Xu wrapped himself in the quilt, thinking about whether he should say good night to Fu Chenhan. Then he heard Fu Chenhan say, "what do your family call you?"

Ginger whew a Leng, thought, frowned and said: "just call me ginger whew."

Or "the daughter of fox spirit", "illegitimate daughter", "money loser" and "slut" and so on. Anyway, it's not a good word. She doesn't want Fu Chenhan to know.

Fu Shen Han turned over, his voice was a little light: "I mean your mother, your grandfather, what do you call you?"

Jiang Xu thought, "call me Jiang Jiang."

Fu Shen Han laughed, "does your mother like your father so much?"

Jiang Xu was silent for a while before he whispered, "I don't know..."

"Ginger." Fu Chenhan suddenly said: "tell a bedtime story to listen to."

This nickname has not been called for many years. When she heard it, Jiang Xu's back was stretched. She couldn't help but show a small smile on her face. She thought that Han Ye was very cute. She even wanted to listen to the bedtime story. She thought about it and said, "well... What kind of story does Han Ye want to listen to?"

"Whatever."

Jiang Xu thought about it. In fact, the bedtime stories she had heard were very few. They were all told by LAN Jinxi. Later, when her mother died, no one told her bedtime stories.

After thinking about it for a long time, she thought of one, whose name was not clear. It seemed that it was called tree spirit and snowman.

Her voice was sweet and reverberated slowly in the room: "once upon a time, in a big forest, there lived a lot of tree elves. They lived in the forest for generations and never left."

"One winter, it snowed a lot. A tree elf made a snowman and made friends with the snowman.

When the snowman found that his little companion was always standing on the top of the tree alone, looking at the distance, he asked curiously, "tree spirit, tree spirit, what are you looking at?"

The tree elf replied, "I'm looking at the sea."

"Can you see it?" the snowman asked

The tree spirit said dejectedly, "I can't see. But my grandfather said, "outside the forest, there is the sea. I have never seen the sea before. It's like looking at it."

The snowman comforted him, but the tree elf was more and more sad. He really wanted to see the sea, and even ignored his little friend. One day, when the sun came out, the tree elf suddenly thought of his little friend snowman, but he couldn't be seen everywhere. The tree elf was very worried. At this time, the tree ELF's grandfather said, "look under the tree, child."

So the tree spirit looked under the tree and found that the ground had been completely submerged. The blue water reflected the light of the sun, which was very beautiful.

The tree grandfather said, "son, your friend Snowman let the sun melt himself and gave you a vast ocean. Are you happy to see the sea? "

But the tree spirit cried. It didn't want to see the sea at all. It just wanted to find the snowman, but the snowman would never come back. "

Jiang Xu finished the story, nervously waiting for Fu Chenhan to comment, but Fu Chenhan was already asleep.

He listened to the soft and sweet voice of the girl in his ear. It seemed that the past swords, bullets, honor and betrayal, blood and death were all far away from him. After so many years, he would not wake up in the middle of the night and touch the dagger under the pillow to resist the neck of the people living in the same room.

Jiang Xu waited and waited, and his eyelids were all fighting. Finally, he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

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The sun is all over the room. Jiang Xu opens one eye and takes a chance: the alarm clock hasn't gone off yet. I'll have a good sleep.

But the next second, the heartless alarm went off.

Jiang Shuo angrily turned it off and rubbed it with a soft quilt. Anyway, the alarm clock I set is seven o'clock and eight o'clock. I can sleep for another ten minutes!

She had just squinted for less than a minute when her quilt was uncovered.

As soon as he was cold, Jiang Xu opened his eyes and saw Fu Chenhan sitting beside him.

For a moment, she didn't respond. She held the quilt and closed her eyes again.

Fu Chenhan said slowly, "if you don't get up to school again, my uncle will kiss you."

Ginger whew suddenly woke up, a splash of ink like long curly hair flowing behind her, against her snow-white pink face, especially soft and good-looking.

Fu Chenhan picked an eyebrow and squeezed her cheek: "little friend, come and kiss my uncle."

Jiang Xu has no temper to let him pinch, but Pro is impossible to give him pro, soft looking at him: "uncle, I want to get up and go to school."

Fu Chen Han tut a, the hand that pinches her face moves down slowly, pulled the pajama suspender that she slides to the arm, pinched her white tender smooth skin conveniently again, way: "get up quickly, breakfast is ready."

Jiang Xu quickly pulled up his shoulder strap and stood up. When he was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, he suddenly remembered that today's Han Ye is very gentle.