rebirth sweet wife too presumptuous

An Chuchu touched his heavy head, it hurt so much, it felt like something had been poured into his head.

An Chuchu sat up with difficulty, and looked around for a week before realizing, isn't this in Jiangyuan?

Why?An Chuchu opened his eyes, am I not with Master?How did you come back here?
Where is Master?An Chuchu wanted to lift the quilt to see what was going on?

Suddenly touched his clothes, "What the hell? When did I change into my pajamas? I didn't change them..."

"Click!"

The door was opened, and Jiang Xiuchen walked in slowly.

When An Chuchu saw him, he remembered that he had smashed his photo, "You... what are you doing?"

Jiang Xiuchen just likes this, he seems to be waiting for you to guess his mind without saying a word.

"Where's my master?" An Chuchu asked.

"Your master?" Jiang Xiuchen thought about the man he wanted to meet, "So he is your master..."

"Why am I here?" An Chuchu seemed dissatisfied with returning to Jiangyuan.

"Why, if you don't go home, where do you want to go?"

"You told me to get out!"

An Chuchu said.

"Really? Why don't you listen to me like this on weekdays?"

"I think you are not listening to me but want to find your little boy!"

"What a jerk, pay attention to what you say! My master is not a jerk, he is gentle, considerate and good-looking...he is the lover of my dreams!" An Chuchu said, covering his face, With a nympho look on his face, "If you can get a man like my master, I will do anything if you invite me!"

"Shut up!!" Jiang Xiuchen shouted suddenly.

An Chuchu was taken aback, "Why?"

"I told you to shut up!" Jiang Xiuchen stuffed a snack on the bedside into An Chuchu's mouth.

An Chuchu swallowed it whole, her eyes widened as she touched her chest, and quickly patted it, "I'm choking to death!!"

"Jiang Xiuchen...you..."

Jiang Xiuchen smiled, feeling very happy.

"Are you not angry anymore?" An Chuchu poked her shoulder.

Speaking of this, Jiang Xiuchen suddenly suppressed his smile, "Who allowed you to touch my photo!"

"I didn't do it on purpose..." An Chuchu whispered, rolling her eyes wide, "I just took it out because I saw that the person in the photo is so beautiful... I really didn't do it on purpose to break it!"

"Too beautiful?" Jiang Xiuchen obviously didn't believe what she said.

"That's right, handsome men match beautiful women, that girl is so beautiful... I can't help but fall in love with her!" An Chuchu said.

Jiang Xiuchen ignored her.

"How did I get back?" An Chuchu asked.

"Your master sent you back!" Jiang Xiuchen said lazily,
"Really? You're lying!" An Chuchu pointed at Jiang Xiuchen, "How could my master know that I live here?"

Jiang Xiuchen gave her a white look, "I brought you back! Who told you to go outside in the rain!"

"Didn't you tell me to get out?" An Chuchu said in a low voice.

"If I tell you to leave, will you really leave?"

"This is your home. You said it. I don't listen to what you say. Am I still alive?"

"I went out in the rain by myself, and I didn't even know to come back when I had a fever! What an idiot!" After Jiang Xiuchen finished speaking, he put his hand on An Chuchu's forehead.

An Chuchu was stunned, what is this guy doing?

"What are you doing?"

"What else can you do? See if you're still burning? I'm stupid, how can I explain to grandma?" Jiang Xiuchen felt that the temperature was okay, so he put his hand down.

"I have a fever?"

"What do you think is wrong with you?"

"I thought I just fell asleep!" An Chuchu lowered his head and looked at his clothes, "Did Xiaohui change my clothes?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Xiuchen suddenly felt his heart beat faster and his ears turned red, "Of course!"

"Oh..." An Chuchu touched his big rabbit pajamas, "I chose such an old-fashioned pajamas for me without taste!"

One must know that An Chuchu is already 30 years old, and this kind of cartoon pajamas is no longer suitable for her.

"Isn't it tasteful?" Jiang Xiuchen thinks it's pretty good, doesn't it fit her age?
"Then you are not angry now?" An Chuchu looked at Jiang Xiuchen's usual expression.

"I'm afraid that if I drive you out, grandma won't let me go!"

"Then have you thought of a way to get a divorce?" An Chuchu asked him with a blink of an eye.

Mentioning this, Jiang Xiuchen felt a little bored, and he suddenly roared, "If I thought about it, you can still live here?!!"

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, why are you so fierce!" An Chuchu pouted, dissatisfied with Jiang Xiuchen's uncertain mood.

"Cuckoo~"

An Chuchu clutched her stomach violently, "Ahem..."

Jiang Xiuchen looked at this woman, why did he think she was so cute?
Jiang Xiuchen laughed lightly.

An Chuchu raised his eyes and looked at the smiling face of this beautiful man. He was very good-looking, and each expression carried a different temperament.

"Jiang Xiuchen, you look beautiful when you smile..." There is no more tenderness than that indifference.

Jiang Xiuchen approached her face slightly, "Does it look good?"

An Chuchu nodded, he didn't dodge Jiang Xiuchen's approach, it wasn't anything else, but An Chuchu firmly believed that this guy didn't have any other thoughts about her, the only thing he wanted was to divorce her.

An Chuchu blinked her long eyelashes, "It's beautiful!"

"How does that compare to your dream lover?" Jiang Xiuchen asked again.

"My master?" An Chuchu silently compared the two men.

Jiang Xiuchen's smile was evil and enchanting, while Luo Ziyan's smile was more gentle and caring.

"Well, it's almost the same, you both look good!"

Jiang Xiuchen stretched out his hand to touch her little face, and squeezed it mischievously, as if he was not satisfied with her answer.

"What are you doing?" An Chuchu opened his hand, touching his red face that was pinched by Jiang Xiuchen.

"An Chuchu, I think it's good to marry you!" Compared to other women, An Chuchu is really good.

"Of course, those who want to marry my sister are all in the Pacific Ocean!" An Chuchu proudly puffed out her chest.

"I just don't know when we will be able to divorce! In the name of Mrs. Jiang, I can't do many things!" An Chuchu said.

"You said grandma, too. She knew that you only had a soft spot for that Miss Mu and she gave me to you. Isn't that wronging you?"

"Do you like your master?"

"I like it!" An Chuchu replied without thinking.

Grandma once said that this woman liked him very much, but now it seems that she is acting, right?
"Then why did you act like you liked me, otherwise grandma wouldn't let you marry me!"

"I act..." Well, the former An Chuchu did like Jiang Xiuchen, but the current An Chuchu...

No, you have to firmly say no to this kind of man, not only does he have a woman he loves deeply, but he also has a lot of suitors. An Chuchu feels that he cannot live a free and easy life with him.

"I didn't act. I did like you before, but you didn't like me. So, I don't want to have a hot face and a cold ass. I don't want to like you anymore. Isn't that normal?"

"Really?" Jiang Xiuchen didn't believe what she said at all.

There was no way this woman would have liked him.

"Oh, Jiang Xiuchen, give me something to eat!"

As soon as An Chuchu finished speaking, Xiaohui came up with a plate.

An Chuchu rushed over excitedly, "It smells so good! It smells so good!"

"Young Madam, are you hungry? I'll take less..." Before Xiaohui finished speaking, she was so frightened by Jiang Xiuchen's gloomy eyes that she almost squatted on the ground.

"What's missing?" An Chuchu asked.

"Oh, nothing..."

An Chuchu didn't care, smelling the delicious porridge, picked up the bowl and started to eat it.

"Young Mistress, don't worry, there's more to come!"

"Really? What else? I'm fine now, I'm going down to eat!" An Chuchu wanted to run down to eat without wearing shoes.

Jiang Xiuchen tugged at her back collar, "Put on your shoes!"

An Chuchu reluctantly said "Oh!", thinking that Jiang Xiuchen is really a well-mannered guy, aren't her feet cleaner than these shoes?
She couldn't step on his territory.

An Chuchu put on her shoes and went downstairs to eat, "Xiaohui, how did your cooking change the taste?"

"Ah?" Xiaohui turned her eyes to Aunt Liu who was at the side, but the young master didn't let her speak just now.

Aunt Liu smiled, "Young Mistress, this is not Xiaohui's cooking!"

"Not Xiaohui? Who is it?"

"Young master! The young master cooked for you himself!"

"puff!!!"

An Chuchu spat out all the rice porridge after taking a sip.

Xiaohui quickly wiped An Chuchu's mouth with a tissue, "Young Mistress, don't be so excited!"

An Chuchu stood on the chair, "Who is excited? Aunt Liu, you said this is Jiang Xiuchen's cooking for me?"

"Yes! Yesterday, the young mistress had a fever, and the young master threw out all the doctors and took care of you personally!"

"what?!"

An Chuchu wanted to cry but had no tears, "Is it all Jiang Xiuchen?"

"Yeah!" Aunt Liu looked very excited. Seeing this, she must have told the old lady about it a long time ago, "Young mistress, the young master has never cooked for others or taken care of others so hard. But you First!"

"Aunt Liu, you are still laughing, let Jiang Xiuchen cook for me and take care of me, then wouldn't I have to live many years less?!"

It's a pity that An Chuchu is dead now.

"Young mistress, you are a young mistress. If you are sick, it is the young master's duty to take care of you!"

An Chuchu sat down and looked at the rice porridge in front of him. How could he cook for her himself?

"Did I smash his photo?" An Chuchu said to himself strangely.

Xiaohui also came to join in the fun, "Young mistress holds a lot of weight in the young master's heart..."

"Come on, he has nothing but want to divorce me!"

Aunt Liu shook her head, she didn't think it was true that Jiang Xiuchen definitely had no feelings for An Chuchu, but could this feeling overwhelm Mu Shiyu's heartache?Aunt Liu hoped it would be possible! .