Jiang Jiang was sitting on the sofa in the room. After being quiet for a while, he suddenly realized that something was not right.
Got up and opened the closet.
The wardrobe is filled with all kinds of clothes and the corners are stuffed with gifts.
Out of curiosity, I counted them.
Eighteen copies in total.
Jiang Jiang lowered his head and blinked his eyes.
It does make some sense.
"Knock knock knock" There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
Jiang Jiang took a deep breath.
An Mingzhu opened the door and walked in. When An Mingzhu saw the opened wardrobe, her whole body froze.
"Jiang Jiang, you..."
Jiang Jiang looked at her.
When An Mingzhu met Jiang Jiang's eyes, something stuck in her throat.
"Do you have something to tell me?" Jiang Jiang tilted his head and asked.
"Do you like...like the gift we prepared for you?"
An Mingzhu laughed twice.
Jiang Jiang didn't say anything and just lowered his head.
"It doesn't matter...if you don't like the gift we prepared for you, we can prepare another gift for you."
They owed this child so much that they had not prepared any gifts for the child for so many years.
I don’t know what this child likes.
Could it be that Jiang Jiang felt that they didn’t like what they bought so much, so that’s why she had such an expression.
When she thought of this, the expression on An Mingzhu's face suddenly became worried.
"No, thank you."
Look at this child starting to talk to them in this polite tone again.
The smile on An Mingzhu's face dropped, and she was a little worried.
Frowning: "Jiang Jiang, you don't have to...you don't have to be so polite to us."
"It's necessary. I've already caused you a lot of trouble by living here. I can't cause you too much trouble anymore."
Jiang Jiang drooped his little head, feeling as if he had done something wrong.
She knew she shouldn't continue to live here.
But if you don't live here, a lot of troubles will come one after another.
At this time, Jiang Jiang didn't really want to deal with those things.
An Mingzhu hurriedly stepped forward: "Jiang Jiang, it's not like this. You didn't cause us too much trouble. This is your home originally, and it is natural for you to live here."
This child is always so careful, so careful that it makes people feel distressed.
"..."
Jiang Jiang was a little flattered.
"Jiang Jiang, are you hungry? What do you want to eat tonight? If you want to eat something, tell your mother and she will cook it for you."
"There's nothing I want to eat."
An Mingzhu looked at the child and felt more and more unhappy in her heart: "Mom, I know you are picky about food. Mom will make more food later. You can give her face and eat a little bit, okay?"
Jiang Jiang nodded.
"So good."
An Mingzhu couldn't help but want to touch Jiang Jiang's little head.
But she remembered that Jiang Jiang didn't like others touching him all the time, so after thinking about it, she took her hand back.
"Then mom goes down to prepare food. Can you take a break and eat later?"
"good."
Jiang Jiang responded.
She took a piece of clothing and went into the bathroom to wash herself briefly.
When he came out, he found Jiang Yunzhou standing at the door of his room.
No, there is another person standing behind him. Look at that person carefully.