The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Song Jinmian saw the interaction between the two.

When he saw the silly smile on his brother's face, he looked helpless for a moment.

Why do you look like a fool?

But at least I managed to comfort myself.

Song Jinmian paused, his eyes falling on Jiang Huanhuan's round head.

He turned around and asked his assistant to add another plate of shrimp and dessert.

I don’t know if it’s because the chef’s skills have improved, or because Jiang Huanhuan eats so happily, but these dishes do taste a lot better than usual.

The sweet and delicious prawns were served on the table again, and Jiang Huanhuan was happy.

It's a pity that she can't eat too much.

Otherwise it would be considered impolite and Mrs. Jiang would be unhappy.

In fact, she had already eaten a little too much tonight.

But at this moment, Mrs. Jiang's expression did not show the displeasure of the past. Instead, she seemed to be in a much better mood than when she was in the car?

He even picked up a piece of meat for Jiang Huanhuan when she looked at him.

"Eat more. I've lost weight recently."

Jiang Huanhuan:?

Who was the one who pinched her cheeks and called her chubby and round this morning!

However, Jiang Huanhuan had no reason to refuse the food that was right in front of her.

Jiang Huanhuan went straight over and ate it in one bite.

Delicious, the meat is fried crispy.

After eating this bite, Jiang Huanhuan was indeed full.

She took the pudding to slide the seam.

Song Linxiao was still trying to peel shrimp for Jiang Huanhuan, but before he could feed her, he was ruthlessly rejected by Jiang Huanhuan.

"When you're full, eat by yourself."

Jiang Huanhuan showed the pudding in her hand.

Eating dessert means the end of the day!

Song Linxiao put down the peeled shrimp in his hand without interest, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and didn't even have the desire to eat.

Song Jinmian's voice suddenly rang out.

"Now that you're full, do you want to go out for a walk? It's boring listening to us talking about work here."

Jiang Huanhuan subconsciously wanted to nod.

After nodding her head slightly, she finally reacted and shook her head quickly.

But the expression on her face still revealed what she was thinking.

——It’s really boring.

"Axiao, did you come here on a motorcycle today?" Song Jinmian turned and asked Song Linxiao.

Song Linxiao understood instantly.

"Let me take you home," he said.

Go for a ride!

Jiang Huanhuan naturally had no reason to refuse.

Mrs. Jiang rarely refused and just said, "Be careful."

Song Linxiao's mood completely improved, and before leaving, he specially gave the shrimp he peeled to his brother.

"I peeled it specially as a gift to you. It's really kind of me."

He speaks lies without hesitation.

Song Jinmian raised his hand to remove the plate, and without looking up, he said directly: "In two hours, prepare the club's financial statements for me."

"Tsk."

Song Linxiao responded.

After two people left the table, Song Jinmian lost his appetite. He looked at the empty seat in front of him for a moment, then turned around to discuss the details of the cooperation with Mrs. Jiang.

When I came out, the sun was about to set, and it converged the red glow at the junction of heaven and earth. Dark blue and light blue became the main colors of the sky, and sparse stars dotted the night sky.

The cool breeze blew across the ground, sweeping away the remaining warmth that Jiang Huanhuan brought out of the house.

a little cold.

Jiang Huanhuan suddenly didn't want to ride the motorcycle anymore.

If we go for a drive now, won’t we be freezing in the middle of the night?

The puppy has no intention of compromising himself.

When your dog gets sick, it costs thousands of dollars.

Even though she is a human now, she still has a hard time when she is sick.

Just when Jiang Huanhuan was about to speak, she felt warmth on her shoulder, and a faint orange scent surrounded her shoulder.

Song Linxiao's coat covered her.

"Stand still."

First the helmet, then the elbow and knee pads.

After being fixed, Jiang Huanhuan had some difficulty moving.

But Song Linxiao was still staring at her feet: "How about taking a car? I didn't bring any shoes that would fit you."

Jiang Huanhuan spoke slowly, "You mean I put on the protective gear with so much effort, and now you want me to take it off?"

The puppy stepped on his limited edition sneakers.

Song Linxiao looked down at the white shoes on his feet, watching the warm pearls on them rolling slightly.

He actually sensed a hint of murderous intent in it.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, miss, please get in the car. If you make even the slightest mistake, I'll pay with my life."

Song Linxiao changed his words very quickly.

Jiang Huanhuan got into the car awkwardly.

Accompanied by the roar of the locomotive, the vehicle started slowly.

At first Jiang Huanhuan was a little scared.

But as time passed and the surrounding scenery receded, Jiang Huanhuan suddenly was not afraid anymore.

Not only was she not afraid, she also patted Song Linxiao's stiff side and chatted with him.

"Did you notice anything wrong?" Jiang Huanhuan asked.

"What, what?" Song Linxiao was still fighting the itch in his lower back.

It was only after he got in the car that he realized something was wrong.

Jiang Huanhuan hugged me too tightly.

It's like holding your beloved doll, almost entrusting it wholeheartedly.

As soon as we started driving, he wanted to get off the car.

In response to Jiang Huanhuan's question, he was even half a beat late in answering.

"Is it too cold? Or too windy? Are you not used to it?"

He was distracted and looked at Jiang Huanhuan in the rearview mirror.

But Jiang Huanhuan was not afraid at all, instead her eyes were filled with disgust.

She pointed at the electric tricycle driven by an old man in front of her.

"He just passed us."

"He even gave us a strange look."

Jiang Huanhuan tilted her head to assess the condition of the motorcycle and asked from the bottom of her heart.

"Are you not good enough?"

The vehicle stopped suddenly.

"Snapped--"

There was a subtle sound of the helmet's visor closing.

Then came Song Linxiao's muffled voice through his helmet.

"Hold tight."

"Otherwise I'll fall."

Puppies are the most sensitive to emotions.

The moment Song Linxiao spoke, he realized something was wrong.

Song Linxiao seemed to want to prove something.

She immediately put her arms around Song Lingxiao's waist, her fingers grabbing his black shirt.

The sudden itch on his abdominal muscles made Song Linxiao's body suddenly stiffen.

But the next moment, a roar was heard.

Jiang Huanhuan suddenly fell backwards, and the surrounding scenery began to recede rapidly.

"Wow!!!"

Jiang Huanhuan exclaimed.

At first, she was frightened by the extremely fast speed and didn't even dare to open her eyes.

Until she got used to this feeling, after she opened her eyes, she almost instantly fell in love with this feeling.

She even took the initiative to pull up her protective goggles and feel the wind passing through the corners of her eyes.

It feels like running.

It's like gliding in the wind.

Song Linxiao didn't drive for long.

He was still a little worried that Jiang Huanhuan wouldn't be able to adapt.

But Jiang Huanhuan's reaction was completely different from what he expected.

Her eyes were shining, just like when she had eaten something delicious. Even her breathing was mixed with the emotion of happiness. Her lips and cheeks were rosy with excitement...very beautiful.

When Song Linxiao parked the car, he even looked at him with some confusion, as if he didn't understand why he stopped.

But before I could ask, I was attracted by other questions.

"Why is your face so red?"

Jiang Huanhuan stretched out her hand in surprise, and her fingertips touched the other person's black helmet and the skin exposed by the black collar. That part of the skin was already red.

It's still a little hot.

The moment they touched each other, Song Linxiao almost lost control of his motorcycle.

He turned his head away almost in embarrassment, his Adam's apple rolling rapidly.

When he opened his mouth again, his voice was a little hoarse.

"It's hot... Let's not talk about this for now."

He changed the subject almost forcefully, pointing to the sunset in the distance, and spoke a little stiffly.

"Want to go chase the sunset?"