Chapter 445: [Come once more intense than before] 3
Su Yinuo touched the photo. Is this the result of being married without love? Even the only family photo that can be regarded as a thought and a souvenir is taken like this?
When they arrived at Jian's house, the driver came down and opened the door. Jian Yi held Yi Yi and walked cautiously, while Su Yinuo followed behind him. Before he reached the door, the housekeeper said nervously, "Master, Master, he is suddenly in a bad mood today. Although
I don’t know what happened, but you’d better be careful.”
Jian Yan's eyes darkened, and Su Yinuo stood in front of Jian Yan with a clear look, "I'll go tell him."
Before Jian Yan could respond, Su Yinuo had already left with a look of despair.
Jian Yan looked at her back and chuckled. To her, it looked like she was on a battlefield.
Yi Yi woke up from Jian Yan's arms, rubbed her eyes, but didn't notice Su Yinuo's presence, and asked Jian Yi vaguely, "Where's mom?"
Jian Yi ticked the bridge of his nose and said, "Mom went to play."
"Huh? Where did mom go to play? Why didn't you call Yiyi?"
Jian Jian thought for a while and said, "Mom is playing Witches vs. Zombies."
"What kind of weird game is that?" Yi Yi muttered, then hid it on Jian Yi's chest and fell asleep.
Jian Yi smiled kindly, and he found that the smiles on his face could kill flies.
Su Yinuo came to Jian Zhenghai's room. He was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and enjoying the massage from the masseur.
After a stroke is almost cured, only the lower body remains for rehabilitation training. Being massaged by a masseur every night is also a type of rehabilitation training.
Su Yinuo walked in quietly, made a 'shush' gesture to the masseur, and whispered in his ear, "Just go down and I'll come."
The masseur nodded, handed over the work to Su Yinuo, and quietly exited the room...
Jian Zhenghai was massaged by Su Yinuo for a while, and suddenly he felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he found that the masseur he hired was long gone. The person sitting by the bed and pressing his legs turned out to be Su Yinuo.
"What are you doing?" Jian Zhenghai's voice was unusually stern, while Su Yinuo continued to press his legs, "massage."
"Nonsense, I'm not blind, can't I see that you are massaging me?" Jian Zhenghai glared, "Go out, I don't want to see you!"