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Chapter 677 That woman is not a good stubble, stay away from her

Xiaoyi: "..."

After he entered the house, although these uncles and aunts surrounded him, they all praised him for being beautiful and sensible.

I was really the only one who started touching and asking for a kiss as soon as they came up.

Frightened, Xiao Yi immediately tightened her grip on Jian Chu, her cheeks turning red.

That innocent look made me giggle.

Jian Chu was also amused by Xiao Yi's small appearance and couldn't help laughing.

However, Feng Yichen on the side frowned tightly, obviously not very fond of Jiang Ni.

This woman is so immoral.

The next second, Cheng Feng received a very cold look, which made him tremble with fright, and then he met Feng Yichen's unkind gaze.

He looked aggrieved, what happened to him?

The party lasted until about nine o'clock and then broke up.

After all, there are children and pregnant women, so it’s not too late to play.

Before leaving, Jiang Ni approached Jian Chu and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, holding on to such a thick leg, why don't you tell your man that you are wronged?"

Jiang Ni's peach blossom eyes lifted up and she looked at Feng Yichen.

Jian Chu knew that she was referring to Cheng Anning, so he smiled and had no intention of saying more: "I will solve it for you myself."

She is a matter of the Cheng family and has not been told to everyone yet.

Of course I don't know either.

Seeing that she had her own way of dealing with things, I would not meddle in her own business, but just gave a kind reminder.

Then she raised her lips and smiled: "You can call me anytime, beauty. My legs are also very thick."

After saying that, he twisted his waist, leaving an enchanting figure on his back, and went to find Cheng Feng.

Looking at those slender legs, Jian Chu couldn't help but lower his head and smile.

The next second, someone hugged his shoulders and was forcefully pulled into a hard chest.

"What are you talking about? Are you so happy?"

The man's voice sounded in her ears with some inexplicable anger, and it was very low. The sound of his breath fell on her ears, making it tickle.

Jian Chu couldn't help but hide away with a smile: "I didn't say anything, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Yichen looked at the smile on the little girl's face and narrowed his eyes slightly: "That woman is not a good person, stay away from her."

Jian Chu was speechless for a moment: "Third Master, after all, I am also Cheng Feng's girlfriend, and I have a very good temper."

When Feng Yichen heard this, he chuckled and said nothing more.



When Jian Chu and Xiao Yi returned to Cheng's house, the old man hadn't rested yet and Cheng Jinxiu hadn't come back yet.

As soon as Jian Chu entered the room, he saw that the old man was nervous and talking to the family doctor.

They walked to the living room, where they finished talking, picked up the medicine box and left.

"Chuchu, you are back."

When the old man saw them, he immediately smiled, but still with a bit of sadness.

Jian Chu walked over: "Grandpa, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Hey, An Ning went out today and somehow got injured. The wound was very deep. It was bandaged just now. I don't know if it will leave any scars."

Jian Chu's eyes flashed, she thought Cheng Anning would go to the hospital and get bandaged before coming back.

I didn't expect that he would come back with his wounds exposed like that.

The hospital is much closer than the Cheng family.

Jian Chu glanced at the direction upstairs and fell into deep thought.

"Okay, it's too late. You can take Yiyi to rest first."

The old man was obviously a little tired, which was caused by excessive fatigue caused by resting late and worrying.

The old man's appearance made Jian Chu feel a little angry.

"Grandpa, please go and have a rest early. I'll go see her."

Hearing what Jian Chu said, Mr. Cheng was obviously very happy.

What he hopes most is that Jian Chu can get along with Cheng Anning.
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