The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 151 A bold idea

Faced with Zhang Jin's curiosity, Jiang Huanhuan was silent for a moment.

Jiang Huanhuan showed a confused look: "Ask Song Jinmian what the problem is, and then discuss a solution."

Looking at Jiang Huanhuan's eyes, Zhang Jin understood instantly.

Jiang Huanhuan doesn't understand anything.

Zhang Jin thought for a moment: "When do you think Song Jinmian started to become distant from you?"

——alienation.

Jiang Huanhuan thought about it for a long time and answered uncertainly, "Start with a bedtime story?"

"Cough cough cough..." Zhang Jin was suddenly choked by the water and started coughing with his head down.

Can Song Jinmian tell stories?

Can a workaholic find time to tell stories?

Zhang Jin asked, "What story?"

Jiang Huanhuan: "Ten years of being abducted into the mountains, what to do if the power goes out in the middle of the night, things to be careful about as a woman living alone, and various case examples."

Zhang Jin was silent for a long time before he uttered, "It's indeed his style."

It was also from this moment that Zhang Jin saw a completely different Song Jinmian.

Contracting housework, cooking, various psychological counseling, and ten kinds of playtime.

And during this period, Song Jinmian continued to promote cooperation with her company.

"What kind of terrifying physical strength is this?" Zhang Jin clicked his tongue.

Jiang Huanhuan was also a little angry about this: "Yeah, yeah, he even lied to me that the company wasn't busy. His record book is so long!"

Zhang Jin looked at Jiang Huanhuan's angry expression and suddenly smiled: "Then why do you think he did this?"

Jiang Huanhuan was stuck and said dryly, "Because, because he's worried about me? Is he worried that I'll starve to death alone?"

Zhang Jin asked back, "If it were me, I would just hire a housekeeper for you. Why would I need to teach you everything?"

Jiang Huanhuan scratched her hair, her brows furrowing even deeper. "Because of fatherly love? I've always called him Godfather?"

When she first called him godfather, she definitely didn't mean to acknowledge him as her relative.

I just feel like he's more like a male version of the Fairy Godmother who can do anything and draw anything.

Named the Immortal Godfather.

But for humans, being a godfather is more like recognizing a relative.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't know how Song Jinmian understood it.

She looked towards Zhang Jin in front of her for help.

Zhang Jin also found it very interesting.

She likes to match people up with each other, especially those around her... not to mention that this one is Song Jinmian's!

Maybe she could even sit at the head table at the wedding!

Will Song Jinmian bow and nod to her at that time?

Zhang Jin thought about it, then suddenly pointed at himself and said, "What if I become your mother?"

Jiang Huanhuan's eyes widened instantly and she leaned back: "But I already have a mother?"

Zhang Jin smiled and said, "I mean godmother, godmother."

The puppy's brain completely shut down.

After a moment, she realized that the other party might be referring to the position of Song Jinmian's partner.

This means they have to live together.

Jiang Huanhuan widened her eyes, trying hard to digest this matter.

Zhang Jinren is a very nice person. Although they have just met, Xiaogou likes him.

Needless to say, Song Jinmian and Jiang Huanhuan are the best couple in the world.

But when this combination is put together... Jiang Huanhuan is a little unable to accept it.

It’s not that either of them is bad, but this thing is like chestnuts and kelp combined, or tomatoes and dragon fruit stir-fried together.

…They are delicious when they are separated, but a little unacceptable when they are together.

Jiang Huanhuan pondered deeply and even felt that the sumptuous food in front of her did not look so delicious.

Under Zhang Jin's expectation, Jiang Huanhuan finally asked very sincerely: "Then can't you be with me? I will like you more this way."

An unexpected answer, a confused expression, and an attempt at a last-ditch struggle.

She was completely unaware of what she was saying.

lovely!

Zhang Jin almost couldn't control his expression and stretched out his evil hand towards Jiang Huanhuan.

Want to pinch.

She turned her head and coughed twice before she controlled her thoughts.

Zhang Jin's originally cheerful voice was now tinged with emotion: "I'm fine with that. In fact, I like you more than Song Jinmian. But even if I'm not there, there are others who can be your godmother."

It seems that is indeed the case.

The problem has not been solved.

If one leaves, will another come?

Jiang Huanhuan imagined what Song Jinmian would look like with other people.

They go in and out together, accompany each other, and share secrets with each other.

Just like the master and mistress in the previous life.

There will even be a little master appearing later!

Wouldn’t that mean your ranking is getting further and further away?

And she is no longer a dog now. The distance between humans is not as intimate as that between humans and dogs.

...No, didn't Song Jinmian say that he wanted to be the best in the world with her?

Jiang Huanhuan suddenly couldn't even eat.

He immediately stood up, hugged his wife, paid the bill, and left in one go.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to eat today. Can I treat you to dinner next time?"

After obtaining Zhang Jin's consent, Jiang Huanhuan packed her bag and left.

The company was not far from the restaurant, so it wouldn't take her long to get back.

Song Jinmian had nothing to do this afternoon, so he rushed over as soon as he learned that Jiang Huanhuan had returned.

Song Jinmian was a little worried about Jiang Huanhuan.

The strange smirk and the ambiguous words sent by Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin: [If you want to express your gratitude, please give me some profit.]

Jiang Huanhuan's condition and expression also confirmed Song Jinmian's worries.

She looked at Song Jinmian very seriously and solemnly, her slender brows slightly wrinkled, but after opening her mouth several times, she seemed to not know how to start.

Today's work was almost done, so Song Jinmian simply stopped working and took Jiang Huanhuan to the lounge.

His eyes swept over Jiang Huanhuan's flat belly.

"Didn't you eat?"

Jiang Huanhuan shook her head. "I ate it, but I had no appetite, so I didn't eat much."

No appetite?

Song Jinmian immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

A large and warm hand quickly touched Jiang Huanhuan's forehead.

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Are you feeling sick in your stomach? Or do you have a fever? Why can't you eat?"

Song Jinmian didn’t care that much about the fact that others couldn’t eat.

But Jiang Huanhuan couldn't eat, and the problem became serious.

You know, even when Jiang Huanhuan had a cold, she still had the motivation to get up and finish a bowl of white porridge and a few side dishes.

You have no appetite now?

In response to Song Jinmian's questions, Jiang Huanhuan responded one by one, all of which were denials.

"I don't have a stomachache or a fever..."

Jiang Huanhuan hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Song Jinmian's hand and pulled it down.

"It's just that my chest feels a little stuffy," she said glumly.

Song Jinmian did not touch Jiang Huanhuan's chest.

When he realized her intention, Song Jinmian had already suppressed his hand and quickly withdrew it.

But the recovery was unsuccessful.

After realizing that Song Jinmian was trying to escape, Jiang Huanhuan instantly became angry.

The puppy complained dissatisfiedly:

"You're a liar."