Jiang Teng re-entered the room, first hugged his girl distressedly, and then put the phone into her hand: "My mother wants to talk to you."
Eleven's hand holding the phone tightened, and her big eyes became more uneasy.
Jiang Teng hugged her and walked to the sofa to sit down, and motioned for her to pick up the phone: "Don't be nervous, my mother is very gentle."
Eleven raised the phone to her ear anxiously. She knew she should call someone first, but what should she call appropriately?
"Ranran, are you listening?"
Just when she was at a loss, Jiang's mother's soft voice came to her ears.
This soft voice made Eleven feel like she was listening to Lin Shuhui's words. The tension and anxiety in her heart faded a little. She hummed softly to show that she was listening.
"Ranran, Auntie is really sorry, I didn't recognize you last time.
Aten told us everything, poor child, you have suffered a lot these years.
When you come back, will your aunt prepare something delicious for you?"
Jiang's mother tried her best to be gentler and not scare Shi Yi anymore.
Eleven was flattered and nodded like a peck of rice. After realizing that Jiang's mother couldn't see it, he quickly added: "Okay."
"Good boy."
Jiang's mother kept talking to her gently: "You don't have to worry about what's there and what's not. Ateng likes you, and your uncle and I also like you.
Don't think about anything. When you come back, let your uncle restore your identity first. Once you have your household registration book and ID card, you can go get the certificate, and your aunt will let someone choose an auspicious day to hold the wedding for you."
Eleven's eyes were red with emotion: "Thank you, Auntie."
She originally thought that Jiang's father and Jiang's mother would object to their being together because of her identity. She was so worried and scared.
But she didn't expect that she was overthinking it. Jiang's father and mother had no intention of beating the couple, and they had even thought about the wedding.
She is really lucky.
The reason why Jiang's mother wanted to talk to her was to give her a reassurance shot, and she was afraid that she would think so. Fortunately, she understood the same sex well enough, otherwise no matter what Jiang Teng said, Eleven would think that he was comforting her.
After hanging up the phone, the anxiety in Eleven's eyes obviously subsided a lot, and the corners of his lips also slightly curved.
Jiang Teng pecked the corner of her lips: "Don't worry."
The curve of Eleven's lips became deeper and he nodded slightly.
Jiang Teng couldn't help but deepen the kiss. As soon as the kiss ended, he felt a little emotional, but he still endured it and went to the bathroom to take a shower first.
Local military region.
After Jiang's mother hung up the phone, her face was filled with the smile of an old mother. She was happy for her son from the bottom of her heart. After sixteen years of searching, her hard work finally paid off.
But Jiang's father still had a sad look on his face. He also knew that supporting his son in pursuing his own happiness would make him happy. However, the years of Wen Lingran's disappearance were so complicated that he might not even be able to pass the political trial. If his son insisted on marrying Wen Lingran,
, I will definitely retire from the special situation, and then I will have no choice but to go to a pension department and hold some insignificant positions.
"Why are you sighing? Isn't my son's happiness more important than family honor?"
Jiang's mother asked dissatisfied.
Father Jiang rolled his eyes: "When have I ever said such a thing?"
"You didn't say it, but it was written on your face.
I'm warning you, I only have a son, and his happiness is more important than anything else. Don't hold family honor and prosperity down on him.
He has earned enough military honors for the Jiang family over the years, and he is worthy of the country's cultivation.
None of you want my son to sacrifice his own happiness."
Jiang's mother said seriously.
Father Jiang was very angry: "Look at what you said, you only have one son, do I have two sons?
It would be easier if I had two sons. If this son retires, there will be another son."
"You have a beautiful idea. No matter if I give you one son or two sons, you can never think of them becoming political victims for you."
Jiang Mu's "overbearing" way.
Jiang's father couldn't defeat his wife, so he admitted defeat: "Okay, okay, whatever you say will be whatever it is. I haven't said anything yet and you are so overbearing. How dare I say anything?"
"It's okay if you don't dare to say it. Go, go, go, go and ask now how to restore Ranran's household registration and identity. She has been missing for so many years, and I don't know if her household registration has been changed to "deregistration on death".
Already."
Jiang's mother urged.
Father Jiang was speechless: "It's early in the morning on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. Where did you ask me to go? It's not urgent. It's not too late to ask after the New Year."
Jiang's mother was so happy that she forgot the time, nodded and said, "Then we'll ask after the New Year."
"Sleep, sleep, I'll make you happy."
Father Jiang waved his hands, but his heart was still heavy, like a big stone weighing on him. He had to call Zhang Shaoying tomorrow to find out more about it, lest the brat had anything else to hide from him.
... Shen Cheng.
Jiang Teng took a bath, and when he came out in a bathrobe, he took out the hair dryer. His hair was short and he didn't need to blow it. He could just wipe it dry with a towel. He took the hair dryer to blow dry Eleven's hair. She had just finished taking a shower.
She didn't even blow dry it, her hair was still wet before she went to take a shower.
Eleven was leaning on the sofa, chatting with An Zhisu on WeChat. She didn't know what she was talking about, but she was talking very seriously. When Jiang Teng came closer, he could see that the tips of her little ears were slightly red, as if she was shy.
"what's the topic?"
Jiang Teng stretched his neck to take a look.
Eleven raised her hand to cover the screen to prevent him from looking at it, and also locked her phone. The tips of her little ears were almost red.
How could she have the nerve to tell Jiang Teng that just now An Zhisu was teaching her about love affairs between men and women, and the words he said were so vulgar that she, a person who had just had sex for the first time, blushed.
"Who are you talking to?"
When Jiang Teng saw her face so red, he knew that she was embarrassed to talk about the content of the chat, so he changed his question.
"Zhisu."
After Eleven answered, he hid his phone under the pillow, as if I wasn't going to chat anymore and you weren't allowed to peek.
Jiang Teng laughed and plugged in the hair dryer: "Okay, I won't peek. Come here and I'll dry your hair."
Eleven moved over obediently.
Jiang Teng gently blew her hair. Her hair must have not been cut for a while. It was longer than when they first met, almost reaching her shoulders. Her hair was as black as her dark eyes.
"Should I cut my hair?"
Shiyi shook his head, feeling that it was a bit too long and was getting in the way when washing his face.
"Stop cutting it."
Jiang Teng ran his fingers through her hair and said, "Keep it, you had long hair when you were a child, it was black and long, very beautiful."
When she was a child, there were two things about Wen Lingran that attracted the most attention. One was her big black eyes, which were crystal clear like obsidian.
The second is her thick long black hair, which is soft and silky, like a roll of silk.
"Would you like me to grow my hair?"
Eleven doesn't like long hair very much. It's hard to take care of and it gets in the way when fighting.
But if Jiang Teng likes him, she will raise him.
"I like your hair both long and short, but if you have long hair, you will be more beautiful when taking wedding photos and wearing a bridal hairstyle."
Jiang Teng turned off the hair dryer and combed her hair with her fingers.
"Wedding photos?"
Eleven is unfamiliar with this word.
Jiang Teng took her into his arms and kissed her hair: "We have to take wedding photos when we get married. Didn't my mother just say that she would choose an auspicious day for us?"
Eleven was extremely happy. She turned around, raised her head, and rested her chin on his chest. Her dark eyes were full of pleading: "Then I have long hair, can you wash it for me?"
My hair is so long that it’s hard to wash and blow dry.”
With such eyes and tone, Jiang Teng's heart melted and he could give her his life, let alone such a small request.
"Okay, I'll wash it for you. I'll wash it for the rest of my life, from black hair to gray hair."
Jiang Teng hugged her tightly, he was so in love with her occasional cuteness.
Eleven was held by him, and couldn't help but think of what An Zhisu said before. She said that men like women to be more proactive and passionate in love, otherwise the love will be disharmonious and platonic love will eventually die.
So, she put her lips together in an inexplicable way.
Um?
Taking the initiative to kiss is considered taking the initiative, right?
As a result, this kiss ignited the fire, stimulating the animal nature in Jiang Teng, and directly pressed her on the sofa, causing her waist to hurt.
Eleven:...Why do you feel like you were cheated by An Zhisu?