Chapter 57

Jiang Che laughed, pinched Qiao Ai's face and rubbed it again and again, "Brother won't lose his job."

Qiao Ai's skin is soft and slippery, and she is also fatter than when she first arrived, her face is as elastic as cotton candy.

"Can you stop like this." Qiao Ai's face was sullen, and her small mouth was so pouted that an oil pot could hang on it.

"Don't do it?"

She put down her phone and reached out to pinch Jiang Che's face, ready to let him experience what it was like to be pinched, but Jiang Che had already seen through her mind, leaning back, her arms were too short to reach.

Joey: ...

Seeing this harmonious scene, the corners of Jiang Sheng's lips rose, feeling an indescribable joy in his heart.

He was also worried that Jiang Che and Qiao Ai would not get along. After all, he knew best about his son. Although he had a good personality and was gentle and polite to others, Jiang Che was very picky and clean. After all, Qiao Ai was a child. Not in China, leaving Qiao Ai in Jiang Che's care, he was always worried that Jiang Che would not be able to handle it, or that Jiang Che would not like suddenly having many strangers at home.

I didn't expect him to worry too much.

They got along very well, at least in his opinion, there was no barrier between them.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat, and finally attracted the attention of the two people on the sofa.

As soon as Qiao Ai saw him, she immediately withdrew her arm extended to Jiang Che, obediently sat down on the sofa, let Jiang Che pinch her face, and smiled at him, "Uncle, you finally woke up."

He rubbed the back of his head and smiled naively, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

"It's past ten o'clock now, and you probably slept for eight hours."

"..."

For eight hours, he didn't know that he could sleep like this.

He stood still, feeling that he woke up at the wrong time. Jiang Che and Qiao Ai should have already had dinner at this time. He is very hungry now, and he is too embarrassed to bother them.

He was about to use his mobile phone to order food, when Jiang Che said, "There is food in the kitchen."

"Oh."

He silently stuffed the cell phone he took out back into his pocket, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, saying that his son still understood him.

"It's time for you to sleep." Jiang Che stood up, grabbed Qiao Ai's arm, and lifted Qiao Ai who wanted to continue playing games like a chicken.

I thought she would stand obediently, but she jumped up like a monkey and jumped on him, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck. He was a little flustered, but he still supported her with his hands in time, not letting her fell from his arms.

The little thing, who had always been very well-behaved in front of him, suddenly turned his nose up a little, jumped onto him, and grinned at him without saying a word.

He was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

"What are you doing?"

She smiled and pinched his face, squeezed hard, pinched and kneaded, and he felt that his face was about to be deformed by her.

"Do you still dare to pinch my face in the future?" She finished pinching it like revenge, and then used both hands to slap him on both cheeks.

Feeling inexplicably like Jiang Che who was slapped: ...

Qiao Ai saw that he stared blankly at her and didn't respond, so she pinched his ear again.

The man's skin was very fair and thin. She just patted his face lightly, and his whole face turned red. When she pinched his earlobe, it also started to turn red.

At this time, Jiang Sheng came out with a piece of shrimp meat in his mouth and a large bowl of spicy crayfish that had just been heated up in his hand. Waist, he didn't swallow a mouthful of shrimp meat, choking on the spicy taste.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He coughed violently, and his face seemed to be congested with blood.

(End of this chapter)

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