The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Jiang Huanhuan was afraid that he would be bored, so she would nag him for a long time during his free time every day.

There were interesting things that happened, problems encountered, and tasks assigned to Song Jinmian.

She knew that Song Jinmian was very smart.

Therefore, they will be exploited without mercy!

So much so that the systems passing by couldn't help but complain.

System: [If I were Song Jinmian, I would definitely not want to wake up.]

I start working as soon as I open my eyes every day!

Who is affected by this?

Jiang Huanhuan wasn't shy about it: "Then I'll do it all for you!"

System: [Oops, I forgot my batteries at home. Bye.]

After the complaints, the room fell silent.

Feeling melancholy, she took Song Jinmian's hand and played with it.

Song Jinmian's hands were still warm, like a constant-temperature hot water bottle. Jiang Huanhuan buried her face in his large palms and rubbed them with her cheeks.

"Song Jinmian, wake up quickly, I feel so lonely every day!"

Although he is very busy every day and learns a lot, the puppy still feels a little dazed when he takes a break occasionally.

She felt like she was acting like an adult, trying hard to act like a member of society and put on a professional demeanor.

But Jiang Huanhuan, the youngest girl present, knew nothing!

Many times I had to cross the river by feeling the stones.

"Every day is so annoying...too much work...and the food isn't good..."

"I'm actually eating fasting pills! Why on earth was this colorless, tasteless, and filling thing invented?"

"I will have to travel through different worlds later, to experience each world one by one. Song Jinmian, you have to wake up quickly, otherwise I won't have time to see you."

Jiang Huanhuan rambled on for a long time.

It even got to the point where I kept talking to myself until I fell asleep.

Jiang Huanhuan gradually lost consciousness and slept until dawn.

When her alarm went off, she was reluctant to even open her eyes.

——Why do I have to go to work today if I already went to work yesterday?

The puppy complained about the world.

However, it was of no use. After making the accusation, she had no choice but to reach out and turn off the alarm.

But before she could move, the alarm clock turned off automatically.

"Sleep a little longer?"

An exceptionally gentle voice sounded beside her. Jiang Huanhuan buried her head in the quilt and was about to fall asleep again when she finally realized something was wrong.

Song Jinmian!

She immediately pulled her head out from under the covers!

Jiang Huanhuan opened her eyes in disbelief and looked suddenly at the person in front of her.

It's like a puppy found a meat bone falling from the sky.

"Song Jinmian!"

The puppy couldn't wait to pounce on him!

Rubbing and sucking wildly on his face.

He had just taken a shower and still had a faint scent of shower gel on his body.

"I miss you so much!"

She speaks her mind frankly and even repeats it countless times.

"I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much..."

Human language is rich and can convey many fictional concepts and fine details.

Human language is very poor, so poor that it cannot express even one tenth of the longing in Jiang Huanhuan's chest.

Her nose felt sore and she even felt like crying.

As a result, before her eyes were filled with tears, Song Jinmian held her cheeks.

"Okay, we're all general managers, why would we cry so easily?"

Jiang Huanhuan snorted, "Cry if you want to. Don't you want to cry when you miss me? My mood a few days ago was only slightly better than yours!"

Song Jinmian admitted defeat and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

But because of this sincerity, Jiang Huanhuan moved closer: "Are you the Song Jinmian from before? Or the Song Jinmian from now on?"

Song Jinmian smiled and asked, "Which Song Jinmian do you like better?"

Jiang Huanhuan tactically retreats.

She sensed danger.

However, Song Jinmian did not let her go.

He approached Jiang Huanhuan and seduced her in a soft voice.

Song Jinmian said slowly: "It's okay, I want to know how to get along with you better."

Jiang Huanhuan weakly resisted: "I like them all, and the methods are actually the same."

Song Jinmian coaxed her gently, "But without those memories, will Huanhuan feel sad?"

He lowered his eyes to Jiang Huanhuan's lips. He could have gotten closer in the next second, but he always kept a subtle distance.

Unknowingly, Song Jinmian had already pressed Jiang Huanhuan between his body and the head of the bed, forming a rather ambiguous cage.

Jiang Huanhuan likes kissing!

But Song Jinmian was so distant that Jiang Huanhuan only felt her lips itchy.

But Song Jinmian didn't let her kiss him.

Jiang Huanhuan had to come to a conclusion.

In the end, Jiang Huanhuan gave up on herself. She hugged Song Jinmian and said, "The previous one is okay, right?"

She leaned forward and gave him a kiss, and Song Jinmian immediately distanced himself from her.

Song Jinmian: "Then you don't like me after this?"

His tone seemed a little lost.

Jiang Huanhuan was stunned.

Did I guess wrong?

She immediately leaned forward and kissed him again: "You heard wrong, I just said you in the future!"

However, the kiss ended immediately.

Song Jinmian was even more depressed: "The past memories don't count? Did you fall in love with him at first sight?"

Jiang Huanhuan gritted her teeth in anger: "I like both of you, but I like the fusion version of you the most!"

There is nothing to say now!

However, Jiang Huanhuan still underestimated Song Jinmian.

"Then who do you think is the mistress?"

Jiang Huanhuan couldn't help it, rushed forward and bit his lips.

"You're so annoying, you're jealous of yourself. Why don't you just become two people? Let's fight, and whoever wins gets to be with me!"

A faint smell of blood spread between the lips and teeth.

The lips were bitten, and the bright red blood overflowed, staining the already crimson lips red, making them look particularly enchanting.

Song Jinmian laughed softly.

Under Jiang Huanhuan's unpleasant gaze, Song Jinmian finally surrendered and said, "It's all integrated. The memory has become coherent."

Jiang Huanhuan continued to retaliate: "Okay, now that you've recovered, it's fine! Come work with me right away! I'm going to leave all my work to you!"

By now, Jiang Huanhuan was no longer sleepy and started the new day with full energy.

And she also has a capable assistant, she wants to exploit Song Jinmian!

Jiang Huanhuan just felt a little strange, as if she had missed something, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

It was not until she was at the door that she turned her head and saw Song Jinmian with his hands on the wheelchair, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.

She sprinted back again.

"Song Jinmian! Have your legs recovered? How did you push me to the head of the bed just now? You clearly didn't even have your hands on the bed!"

Song Jinmian was a little confused and tilted his head slightly: "Is there?"

Jiang Huanhuan: "Don't pretend you don't know!"

After several fruitless discussions with Song Jinmian, Jiang Huanhuan became cautious seeing his sincerely puzzled look.

"Forget it, let's get to work first!"

Later, Jiang Huanhuan realized at some "painful" cost whether Song Jinmian's legs were good or bad.

Later, a manager and system appeared in time and space.

The two of them wandered around in various worlds, starting to work hard to inspect their honeymoon and... feed the dog food!