Chapter 97 What gift do you want this year?

After the fall, the temperature difference between day and night in Jiangcheng is large. The fallen leaves are blowing in the evening wind, and the whole city has a bleak autumn atmosphere.

Jiang Mikawa drove the car to the parking garage under the shopping mall, and when he got out of the car, he went around to the back seat to pick up a coat.

Although there is heating in the mall, the parking lot is still quite cold. He is not afraid of the cold, but he is afraid of freezing this delicate little ancestor.

Cheng Xiaoyue was still arguing with Li Yingying on WeChat when she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders and a coat draped over her shoulders.

She suddenly raised her head and saw Jiang Jianchuan's expression was indifferent, and he didn't look at her. He just lowered his head to adjust her coat, his movements were skillful and natural,

"Wear more, don't freeze."

His coat was wide, almost hanging down to her thighs when worn on her body. The top position looked like she was wearing her boyfriend's clothes, which gave her an indescribable intimacy.

Cheng Xiaoyue shrank her neck, feeling a little happy about being taken care of, but she still had to hold on to her words. She tightened her face and looked at him solemnly,

"Who taught you to chase girls like this?"

her tone was . It sounded cold and seemed a bit ungrateful.

But Jiang Jianchuan keenly caught the tiny light in her eyes, and couldn't help but curl his lips, imitating her tone, and said seriously,

"You don't need to teach those who love, but you can't teach those who don't love."

Cheng Xiaoyue: "???? "

Is this person so good?

She was suddenly aroused and her fighting spirit was aroused!

Isn't it just flirting with each other? Who wouldn’t!

Cheng Xiaoyue rolled her eyes and suddenly blinked, looking at him with an innocent and aggrieved look,

"But I don't think you are sincere at all, and you didn't even touch your abdominal muscles."

As he spoke, he glanced down. , glancing in the direction of his abdomen eagerly.

Those little eyes were sly and expectant, but Jiang Michuan was very familiar with her, and he could see through her little thoughts almost at a glance.

He was angry and funny. He sighed helplessly, held her head and straightened it so that her eyes were looking directly at him,

"Are all the little girls of yours now so yellow-minded?"

Cheng Xiaoyue said angrily, " How can you think so! " Jiang Jianchuan

: "?"

He stared at her angry little face and suddenly laughed,

"You are so lustful and upright?

Hearing this, he didn't show any pretense at all, and opened his mouth and said,

"Does this need to be concealed? Have you never seen a shy little composition when you have grown up?"

Jiang Jianchuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Have you seen it? "

This topic is a bit beyond their previous boundaries. Although Cheng Xiaoyue is now 85 years old, Jiang Michuan still has a hard time imagining the scene where she secretly hides under the quilt and peeks at the pornographic article.

But then I thought about it, this little bastard like her has been thinking about her abdominal muscles for so many years, so it’s not unusual for her to read pornographic articles.

He persuaded himself to be mentally prepared, but to his surprise, Cheng Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows and said quickly and sincerely,

"I've seen it! I also watched "The Story of 105 Men and 3 Fallen Women on the Mountain" "And "The domineering young man fell in love with my charming sister who lives in my house"!"

Jiang Jianchuan reacted for two seconds, looking at her expressionlessly,

"..."Water Margin" and "Dream of Red Mansions"?"

Cheng Xiaoyue grinned, Smiling at him slyly, her eyebrows curved into two crescents.

Jiang Jianchuan was suddenly startled by this unguarded smile, as if he saw the heartless little girl from before returning.

He pursed his lips, raised his hand and rubbed her head,

"Let's go and eat something."

There was only an hour left before the mall closed, so there were not many people, and there were only a few sparse figures. Hang out.

Jiang Michuan went to buy her puffs.

Cheng Xiaoyue was sitting on the soft sofa at the door, doing nothing and waiting for him to feed sugar-coated bullets into her mouth.

Two or three minutes later, Emikawa came back holding freshly baked chocolate puffs.

He sat on the sofa opposite Cheng Xiaoyue, peeled off the beautifully wrapped cake paper, and handed the hot dessert to her mouth.

The feeling of being served was subtle and satisfying. Cheng Xiaoyue simply took his hand, tilted her head and took a bite.

After eating the delicious food, the girl's expression relaxed obviously and she squinted her eyes happily.

Jiang Jianchuan patiently held up the puffs to feed her. When she was eating without warning, he asked seemingly casually,

"What gift do you want this year?"

Cheng Xiaoyue paused and did not bite the puff in her mouth. , slowly raised his head.

Across a small wooden table, the two people's eyes met in the air, and each other's eyes reflected tiny sparkles.

"What gift do you want this year?"

"Can you give me any gift I want?"

"It depends on whether I can afford it."

"I do have a gift that I want very much."

"I think so. What do you want?"

"Brother, can you be mine?"

The bright lights of the mall illuminated the man's eyebrows and eyes. Past conversations slowly passed by her ears like the narration of an old movie.

Jiang Michuan obviously had the same idea as her. He looked at her with a low expression and did not rush her. He just waited patiently for her answer.

He asked her what gift she wanted at this time, but the focus was obviously not on the gift.

He wanted to break the ice, break the ice of the past, break the ice wall that now separated them.

Cheng Xiaoyue stared into his dark eyes for a few seconds, then suddenly said thoughtfully,

"As long as it's what I want, you will satisfy me?"

Her expression was serious and expectant, as if she really Want to get some promise from him.

Jiang Jianchuan hummed, "You tell me."

He deserved to do so readily and without hesitation. Cheng Xiaoyue suddenly felt an inexplicable pleasure in succeeding. She blinked innocently and deliberately, and added faintly,

"You won't let my wish come true again, will you?"

For some reason, the more she repeatedly emphasized this point, the more Jiang Jianchuan became confused. I had a bad premonition.

He looked at the little girl in front of him who was probably trying to dig a hole for himself with her hundred and eighty tricks. He couldn't help but feel helpless and funny, but he still nodded good-temperedly,

"You tell me first, I will try my best."

In addition to asking for the stars and the moon. He may not be able to satisfy her, but as long as he can do anything, he will never let her down again.

Seeing that he agreed so easily, Cheng Xiaoyue hooked her fingers and motioned for him to come closer.

Jiang Jianchuan leaned forward obediently and tilted his head to get closer, wanting to hear what evil was behind her pretending to be mysterious.

Cheng Xiaoyue put her elbows on the table and leaned forward slowly, across the table, her lips close to his ear.

Although he had already been mentally prepared, when Cheng Xiaoyue came closer and her breath gently brushed the side of his neck, he still subconsciously tightened his jaw.

Where he couldn't see her, the corner of her lips curled up into a sly smile, then she deliberately pressed her ear against his ear and said simply and seriously,

"I want to do it with my brother."