Chapter 1220

Jiang Yi picks up the chopsticks and reaches for the shrimp in the dish without hesitation. Jiang Shanshan can't see any more. She pulls out his dish and puts it in front of huangfujing.

"I don't want to give it to you now. I give it to you."

The first sentence is to Jiang Yi, and the last one is to huangfujing.

Huangfu Jing is worried that he can't find a reason to stop Jiang Shanshan. That's good.

With a smile, he pulled the dish in front of him and put a sparerib in Jiang Yi's bowl.

"Uncle Jiang, your stomach is not good. I'll eat these shrimps. You can eat spareribs."

Jiang Mingxuan looked at the shrimp that mommy peeled three times, five times and two times into huangfujing's stomach. He sneered coldly, "it feels like you haven't eaten shrimp in 800 lives."

Huangfujing raised his head and looked at Jiang Mingxuan seriously. "This is the first time in my life that I ate shrimp peeled by your mother. It's really delicious."

The taste of shrimp peeled by the beloved woman is not comparable to that of ordinary shrimp.

Jiang Mingxuan said, "are you very proud? My mom will not only peel shrimp for me, but also make many delicious things for me. "

Huangfujing

Even if the villain sitting in front of him is his son, who stipulates that I can't be jealous of him.

Huangfujing's sorrowful eyes fell on Jiang Shanshan, as if to say that you have wronged me.

Jiang Shanshan smelled the smell of gunpowder between father and son, and stroked her forehead with a headache.

Jiang Yi sits opposite and looks at the interaction of three people. One of them is the same as the interaction of three people in a family.

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After dinner, Jiang Yi and huangfujing play chess in the living room.

Jiang Mingxuan is still a child after all. He is easily tired. After dinner, he goes back to his room to sleep. He has jet lag.

Jiang Shanshan, who coaxes Jiang Mingxuan to sleep, goes downstairs and sits beside Li tezhu to watch.

After the two games, Jiang Yi and huangfujing drew one to one.

Huangfujing looked up at the time on the wall and got up to say goodbye. "Uncle Jiang, it's late. You have a rest first. We'll continue another day."

"Not bad." Jiang Yi is also a little tired. His stomach aches faintly. Instead of getting up, he turns his eyes to Jiang Shanshan and says, "Shanshan, go and see Xiaojing off for your father."

Jiang Shanshan picked the good-looking willow eyebrows, and Xiaojing called them. It seems that they have a good relationship.

She pointed to the door, "please, Xiaojing."

Huangfujing put on his shoes, and then took a suit coat to follow Jiang Shanshan out of the Jiang family.

Facing the cool breeze of the night, Jiang Shanshan held her arms in her hands, "don't you want to have a meeting? Why did you come back so early? "

"I miss you."

Huangfujing stood in the same place, and the cold moonlight came down, plating Jiang Shanshan with a layer of pure cold light.

The peach blossom eyes of the wave light are looking at Jiang Shanshan. There is a strong heat in the bottom of the eyes, and the magnetic voice is hoarse. "Shanbao, are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Shanshan looked at him, "which aspect do you mean?"

Red lips in the night, like a mandala like Fei Mi slowly moving, "Xuan son."

Ginger Shan Shan Leng for a while, lift Mou to look at his firm and definite facial expression, slowly nod, "also don't calculate to conceal you, you see Xuan son at the first time, I told you, you are his own father, is you don't believe."

"I didn't think of it at the beginning!"

No one can believe that a three-year-old son has come out of thin air!