The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 98 Ah Fu, won’t you go in with me?
Following the sudden shaking of the carriage, Jiang Fu's pupils suddenly constricted, and his body also leaned forward.

A lightly scented arm stretched out and gently supported her shoulders, and then took it back after she sat firmly.

The slender arm was retracted, but the light fragrance still lingered on the tip of the nose.

Jiang Fu sniffed lightly, lowered his eyes, and picked up the green gown from the women's courtyard that had slipped to the side, instead of putting it next to him, he put it directly on his legs, the light gauze covered his legs, and Her pale crimson skirts overlapped.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the clothes on her legs. There was a layer of gauze on the outside, and a layer of satin-like material underneath. The neckline was embroidered with green bamboo, and it was covered by the gauze, making it look hazy.

Jiang Fu lowered his eyes and his cheeks felt a little hot.

General, you say she is attractive.

Xie Cheng retracted his hand, as if he was worried about scaring her, and did not sit close to her. He still sat in the same position as before, keeping a certain distance between the two of them. His tone was much more serious:
"It's my fault to say you like that, I'm superficial, I'm blind."

"Ah Fu is right to be angry."

Only then did Jiang Fu raise her eyes to look at him, her pupils were black and bright, "...Well, actually, I'm not that angry."

Needless to say, I am blind.

Xie Cheng saw that she finally raised her eyes to look at him, but the way she looked at him was still the same, with a little timidity, and her heart was sour again. Is he eating his own fruit?
The little girl's light-white fingers fell on the corners of the blue clothes, making her hands extremely white and beautiful.

She pursed her lips and smiled, a shallow smile, not as bright as when she stood in front of Shen Rulan.

Xie Cheng heard her voice softly say:

"I'm not angry anymore. General, don't say that."

Xie Cheng pursed his lips, unable to tell what was in his heart.

Still afraid of him.

She is afraid of him.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Eleven outside said bravely:
"General, Miss Jiang, we are here."

Xie Cheng pursed his lips, and his thin lips formed a straight line. He looked at Jiang Fu silently, with a pitiful light in his dark eyes.

Jiang Fu turned his head away from his gaze as if he couldn't see it, looked outside, smiled, and said in a much more relaxed tone, "Okay, come down now."

She turned her head to look at Xie Cheng, "General, I'll go down first, and then Master Eleven will come up to help you?"

You have used them all.

Over the years, Xie Cheng had taken many knives on the battlefield and in court, but Jiang Fu's soft knife was the most painful.

She said she wasn't angry anymore, but she still talked to you the same as before, politely, with subtle timidity.

That's what makes it even more frustrating.

Jiang Fu raised his hand, opened the curtain of the carriage, and stooped down.

After a while, Eleven came up tremblingly, lowered his head firmly and said, "General, go down."

Xie Cheng looked at him expressionlessly: "She left?"

Eleven smiled a little reluctantly, how could she leave? Miss Jiang had a special status, as the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and the owner was still in the car, how could she leave.

So, he replied, "Not yet, Miss Jiang is still waiting below."

Xie Cheng pursed his lips, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, he was supported by Eleven to get out of the carriage safely, and sat in the wheelchair properly.

Jiang Fu stood aside with his green shirt in his arms, as if he didn't intend to go in with them.

Xie Cheng stopped directly beside her, raised his eyes to look at her, "Aren't Ah Fu going in with me?"

It's still a pitiful look.

(End of this chapter)