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Chapter 112: It is all set off by peers

Jiang Yao stood in the center of the living room, looking out of shape and lazy as hell.

He looked sleepy and seemed not to have woken up.

Jiang Minghai threw a slipper over: "Can't you stand up straight?"

"No one taught me."

Jiang Yao told the truth. He had not seen his parents much since he was a child. He lived with his grandfather at first, and then he was taken home when he went to school. Most of the time he was at home alone. Later, during his adolescence, Shen Qinghe Spend time with me.

It was only in the past two years that Jiang Minghai wanted to control him on a whim.

Jiang Minghai also knew that he owed his son a lot, so he tried to be as gentle as possible: "Then Qinghe is half your sister, how can you attack her?"

Jiang Yao lowered his eyes: "I have never regarded her as my sister. That is just your wishful thinking."

Jiang Minghai shouted: "Then you can't do such an irresponsible thing!"

"I didn't say I was irresponsible."

Jiang Minghai glanced at Shen Qiaosong subconsciously. His expression was gloomy, as if he wanted to kill someone.

Jiang Minghai sighed: "The family will take care of you."

The sound of slippers scraping against the wooden boards could be heard on the stairs.

"Wait a minute."

It took a lot of effort for Shen Qinghe to throw A Hong away and hurried down, protecting Jiang Yao behind him.

She said loudly: "I'm not pregnant, so I'm not trying to protect you. If you don't believe me, you can take me to the hospital for a checkup."

I lowered my head and looked through the chat history with Wen Jingjing. There was a paragraph in which she talked nonsense when she was drunk.

Pushing her mobile phone in front of them, she explained: "Every time I drink too much or eat too much, I talk nonsense. The so-called ring pregnancy is just pregnancy with food like hamburgers and fries. It's a way for us to joke. .”

Jiang Yao's eyes were focused on the small whirlpool above her head. Several short hairs popped out, making them fluffy.

My heart felt a little softer for no reason.

He said: "Shen Qinghe..."

Shen Qiaosong signaled to interrupt what he was about to say: "That scumbag, what's going on if you pull up your pants and don't recognize anyone?"

Shen Qinghe's mind was spinning rapidly, and he immediately put on a look that was about to cry: "Actually, I had a boyfriend, but he dumped me that day. My best friend and I drank too much. It was Jiang Yao who took me in. I When I was not sober, I made a mistake."

Wei Shu felt extremely distressed and beckoned her to sit over and asked her to tell her story about her love affair.

Shen Qinghe knew that if she wanted her parents to agree to her falling in love with Jiang Yao, she would have to rely on her peers to support her.

She gathered all the scumbag behaviors she had seen in novels over the years into one person, and she shed a few tears in a serious manner.

She probably acted too heartbroken and didn't look like she was joking. The adults didn't pursue the matter any further. They were just thinking about finding a suitable reason to ask Dr. Chen to come to the house to check the child tomorrow.

It’s not that I don’t believe it, I’m just making sure it’s foolproof.

Shen Qiaosong got very angry when he heard that. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Yao out of the corner of his eye and inexplicably felt that this guy was not bad. At least he knew the truth. Anyone who dared to bully his daughter would get into a fight in the morning and his slap would fall on Jiang Yao's face at noon.

Jiang Minghai suddenly liked his son. Although most people were not worthy of his daughter, Jiang Minghai was not bad either. At least he could love others!

Wouldn’t it be better if the fertilizer and water did not flow into the fields of tens of thousands of people?

The adults returned to their rooms one after another.

Jiang Minghai knew that he had wrongly blamed Jiang Yao. When he passed by him, he patted his shoulder and said sincerely: "Stay with her more."

"Um."

Thinking of his son's rape just now, he added: "Follow me bravely. If anything happens, daddy will take care of it for you."

"..." That was not your attitude just now.

——

In a blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the living room.

Jiang Yao was surrounded by low pressure and sat next to Shen Qinghe.

Say nothing.

Shen Qing and Yu Guang looked around and calculated how to escape from this place of right and wrong as quickly as possible.

Quietly moved to the side.

Jiang Yao also moved a little bit.

Shen Qinghe had no choice but to move it a few more times, but he stuck it up every time.

She still wanted to escape, so Jiang Yao took a deep breath, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and with a little force, he lifted her up with one hand and put her on his lap.

The incident happened suddenly. Shen Qinghe's eyes widened in confusion: "You, what are you doing?"

He is so strong!

Jiang Yao chuckled: "Why are you hiding from me?"

Shen Qinghe looked away unnaturally: "No!"

Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile: "No?"

"Um."

Shen Qinghe was terrified, fearing that someone would come out and see this scene.

The arms around her waist gradually moved, and her little hands pressed against his chest, trying to keep the distance as much as possible.

Jiang Yao paused and looked down at the slender hands on his chest: "Not yet?"

Hearing this, Shen Qinghe turned his gaze and accidentally landed on his collar. I don't know if it was because of the heather gray T-shirt, but his collarbone was unusually obvious.

A little sexy.

Jiang Yao smiled meaningfully: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Qinghe, who was caught, was very embarrassed, and his fingers curled up slightly unconsciously.

He groaned: "Go down first."

Shen Qinghe quickly retracted his hand and sat down on the sofa obediently.

Jiang Yao casually pulled a pillow and placed it on his lap. He placed one hand on the back of the sofa and clasped his fingers rhythmically.

"How many have you talked to?"


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