The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Ever since Song Jinmian said that, Jiang Huanhuan started to work harder.

At the same time, she became more and more adept at commanding Song Jinmian and the system.

Learn as much as you can on your own. If you really encounter difficult problems that you don’t understand, just put them forward and ask Song Jinmian to write a few solutions. If you think they are feasible, discuss them systematically.

Song Jinmian's already heavy workload became even more overwhelming.

I also experienced the hard work of working.

Jiang Huanhuan thinks it's unreasonable? Reject it.

Jiang Huanhuan thinks it needs to be changed? Send it back and redo it!

Song Jinmian works as a boss during the day and a househusband and part-time subordinate at night. For a while, he is as busy as Jiang Huanhuan.

When both of them were dizzy, they looked at each other and actually laughed out loud.

Jiang Huanhuan absorbed knowledge like a sponge. Amidst the overwhelming chores, she made rapid progress while also gradually finding clues to the main system.

day to day.

She actually found a surprise!

……

Song Jinmian fell into a coma, with his hands on his chest and a calm expression.

Jiang Huanhuan just felt that he was like the Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale.

Long eyelashes, stunning face, red lips and white teeth.

——I want to kiss you.

[Don't look at it anymore, it'll waste your time.] The system's voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of disdain.

【The hungry ghost of lust.】

Jiang Huanhuan coughed twice perfunctorily and immediately pretended to be serious.

She changed the subject and said, "System, system, is the direction of the investigation reliable? Will it cause any harm to Song Jinmian?"

System: [More reliable than you.]

Jiang Huanhuan: "Humph, how am I unreliable? I'm a model worker now!"

It is indeed the case.

The system glanced unhappily at the male Daji on the bed.

System: [Alright, go in quickly. The most likely clue is right here.]

After hearing the system's repeated assurances, Jiang Huanhuan took a deep breath, lay down next to Song Jinmian, mobilized her consciousness, and invaded Song Jinmian's brain.

The biggest possibility is that the main system is hidden in Song Jinmian's body.

Since it can hide in Jiang Huanhuan, it can naturally entangle Song Jinmian as well.

The reason I had been ignoring it was that I didn't expect Song Jinmian to be so normal.

Under attacks from multiple sides, one can still maintain a balance and remain true to oneself.

Invading consciousness is a strange thing.

Jiang Huanhuan was not very experienced and almost got lost several times.

Fortunately, the owner of the invaded consciousness was very tolerant of her.

After the initial resistance and then realizing that it was Jiang Huanhuan, he even moved closer and embraced Jiang Huanhuan in an especially intimate manner.

What an amazing experience.

Jiang Huanhuan felt like a lone boat on the ocean, tossing and turning, feeling dizzy.

And the direction of progress is not under your control.

I don’t know how long it took, but the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

Jiang Huanhuan saw a different scenery.

"Who are you?" A childish voice sounded in my ears.

At the same time, she felt something soft beside her cheek.

She looked up suddenly and saw a round, chubby face.

lovely!

I thought it was so cute at first sight!

This is the cutest little boy Jiang Huanhuan has ever seen.

Fair skin, a round face, fluffy black hair like ebony, and clear and curious eyes.

It was a pair of eyes as beautiful as black agate. Just looking at them made Jiang Huanhuan's heart melt.

It's like a high-end doll displayed in a window. Just by being displayed, it can attract every passerby to stop and take a look.

By the time Jiang Huanhuan reacted, her hand was already on the other person's face.

Both the little boy and she were a little scared.

But the little boy was obviously very brave. After the initial panic, he was also brave enough to pinch her cheek.

"Do we know each other?" he asked.

Jiang Huanhuan immediately said, "I know him, right? I see you look very familiar."

The little boy smiled: "I think you look familiar to me too, as if I've seen you somewhere before."

When Jiang Huanhuan said familiarity, it wasn't just a compliment.

After the shock of beauty, Jiang Huanhuan also recognized the other party.

Isn’t this the young version of Song Jinmian!

So cute! So soft!

"Hurry up, call me sister." Jiang Huanhuan rubbed her chubby cheeks with a smile.

Song Jinmian was obviously still a little reluctant.

But Jiang Huanhuan pinched his cheek, with a look of anticipation on her face.

Finally, Song Jinmian said, "Sister."

Very quietly.

However, Jiang Huanhuan covered her cheeks and called it cute!

On the contrary, the awkward look makes you look even cuter!

The puppy felt the excitement that humans felt when they saw her.

It's so cute! I want to bite it off!

Jiang Huanhuan took a deep breath and finally calmed down the excitement in her heart.

Jiang Huanhuan asked, "What are you doing now?"

Song Jinmian was extremely happy: "It's my birthday today, I'm waiting for the cake!"

As Song Jinmian spoke, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The room was spacious and bright, with exquisite decoration. The door to the hall not far away was half-closed, and a little light could be seen through it, mixed with the noise of the crowd.

It looks very lively at first glance.

"Sister, do you want to come in?" Song Jinmian held Jiang Huanhuan's hand with some anticipation.

Jiang Huanhuan was also a little tempted, but shook her head: "No, no, you go in?"

She looked at Song Jinmian with red cheeks, feeling a little guilty. She raised her hand to tidy up his hair, trying to salvage the damage she had just done.

Song Jinmian seemed a little lost.

He wanted to go in and celebrate his birthday with this unknown sister.

Jiang Huanhuan straightened his collar and said, "You go in first. I'll come in to find you later. Be good."

The young version of Song Jinmian is so obedient that it makes people feel soft-hearted.

Listening to Jiang Huanhuan's coaxing, he nodded obediently and walked in.

"Jinmian!"

"Come here, sweetie!"

A beautiful and noble couple called out to him, and behind them was an even younger child, trying to point at a cake that was as tall as a person.

"Brother...eat..."

He was so greedy that he wanted to give the first bite to Song Jinmian.

This was the happiest day in Song Jinmian's memory.

He ran towards his parents happily, but when he met them, he couldn't help but turn his head to look outside the door.

A strange feeling passed through his heart, and Song Jinmian immediately ran over.

There was no one outside the door.

Jiang Huanhuan was watching carefully at the door.

She looked at the happy, beautiful, happy little prince embracing it all.

But in the next moment, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

The bright and happy scene just now suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there was a foggy landscape.

Dark gray becomes the main tone in the field of vision.

Dark clouds and drizzle, people wearing black clothes, whispering, and Song Jinmian next to the mourning hall.

At this moment, he was sitting in a wheelchair, bent over, with his head wrapped in thick gauze, and he did not move for a long time.

It was as if he was just a statue standing there.

"How pitiful! His legs are broken, and he looks like a ghost, not a human. Where can you see the noble aura he once had..."

"It seems like life is painful like this. Who would be willing to raise him?"

"Even his own brother hates him. Didn't he almost kick him out just now?"