The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Jiang Huanhuan finally went out reluctantly with her watch.

She actually wanted to ask other people to go.

But the price of this watch is really expensive!!

As soon as she mentioned it, her colleagues avoided her.

I was afraid of causing any damage to the watch.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't want to embarrass her colleagues, so she had to rush to the underground garage with her watch.

It was actually a bit cold in the garage.

Jiang Huanhuan looked at the big black car in front of her and couldn't help swallowing for a moment.

The car stood quietly in front of him, much larger than the other vehicles.

It's like a beast in the dark, ready to open its mouth and swallow itself at any moment.

...No, she is even going to step forward and fall into the trap!

She also took the initiative to open the car door and deliver the food to the door.

The system listened to Jiang Huanhuan's mumbling thoughts and felt helpless for a moment.

System: [Why think so much? Hurry in, it will only take a few minutes to hand over a watch.]

His cowardly look now makes people want to bully him even more.

Jiang Huanhuan listened to the system's comfort and no longer hesitated. She took a deep breath and knocked on the car door.

"Mr. Song, your watch."

Jiang Huanhuan handed over the watch, and just as she was about to ask the other party to take it, she turned around and left.

But Song Jinmian seemed to have sensed what Jiang Huanhuan was thinking. He reached out his hand, but instead of taking the watch, he grabbed Jiang Huanhuan's wrist.

Through the shirt, Jiang Huanhuan could feel the scorching heat of her palms, which was transmitted through the shirt.

It's like being grabbed by the scruff of the neck as a child.

Jiang Huanhuan was brought in so easily.

"boom--"

The moment the car door closed, Jiang Huanhuan's heart trembled.

"Ah, why is your hand still so swollen?" The doctor's voice came from the phone, his tone firm, "It must not have been properly treated."

Jiang Huanhuan tried to argue: "No, you're not mistaken. I apply the medicine properly every day... Ouch!"

Song Jinmian pressed the wound.

She didn't even dare to look at Song Jinmian.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little tense.

Jiang Huanhuan stretched her neck and tried to break free, but she couldn't.

It’s the same as when I was a kid, except this time it’s the hands that are being twisted.

Jiang Huanhuan avoided Song Jinmian's gaze. Although she wanted to pretend that she didn't care, her long eyelashes kept trembling, revealing her inner thoughts.

Sometimes Song Jinmian didn't know what this little head was thinking.

Although the image I heard in the past is a little different from Jiang Huanhuan herself, some adjectives are still appropriate.

For example, being delicate, afraid of pain, and having thick nerves.

Song Jinmian thought of the male colleague he had just seen.

The other party's friendship was written all over his face, but Jiang Huanhuan still looked completely unaware.

Too unguarded.

It's easy to be fooled.

She suddenly heard a sigh.

Song Jinmian's voice came: "I'm not here to torture you, nor am I here to punish you."

Jiang Huanhuan tentatively looked away.

I just felt my hands being wrapped by something warm.

"Apply a hot compress."

The towel was slightly hot, and Jiang Huanhuan subconsciously wanted to break free, but when she met Song Jinmian's disapproving look, she stopped wisely.

It was very hot at first, but Jiang Huanhuan got used to it later.

And wrapped in the warm towel, she even wanted to yawn.

Sleepy.

Song Jinmian looked at Jiang Huanhuan who was covering her lips and yawning secretly, and suddenly felt that her adaptability was actually quite good.

When the time was up, the towels were removed.

Instead, it was replaced by the medicated oil that Song Jinmian took out from the cabinet.

"Normally, you don't need to rub it, but this medicine I gave you requires it."

Jiang Huanhuan actually wanted to say that it was okay for her to just sit there and wait quietly.

But the medicated oil had already been applied to his hands.

"But don't you often exercise your hands? Why are you so careful with it every day? You don't use your hands unless it's absolutely necessary?"

The system that has been acting as a hand these days: [Yes.]

Song Jinmian: "If you don't move for a long time, you might form a blood clot. If the blood clot breaks off, it could cause a cerebral embolism in the brain or a pulmonary embolism in the lungs."

It was the first time Jiang Huanhuan heard such a serious example, and she was so scared that her face turned pale.

In this situation, what else can she say?

I can only be rubbed obediently and then move my limbs obediently.

But it was so painful when Song Jinmian pressed it.

Jiang Huanhuan burst into tears at the first thought.

"Pain Pain!"

Jiang Huanhuan didn't want to recall the time she spent in the car.

He grimaced in pain, but couldn't struggle free.

Song Jinmian was really strong and he held her down easily.

Halfway through the journey, the driver got out of the car and looked around.

Because Jiang Huanhuan's cries were so pitiful.

Although the car's interior is well soundproofed, the driver is still afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

By the time Jiang Huanhuan came out, it felt like a lifetime ago.

I just felt like my hands weren't my own anymore.

A piece of candy was stuffed in her mouth.

But even so, it can't overcome the bitterness in my heart.

Before leaving, Jiang Huanhuan couldn't hold back the bitterness in her heart, and turned to say something to Song Jinmian.

"I hate you today!"

The next second, like a mouse seeing a cat, Jiang Huanhuan ran as fast as she could.

Song Jinmian stayed where he was, wiping his hands, and was stunned for a moment.

After a while, I could only sigh silently.

...Maybe this is what it feels like to raise a daughter?

He can't be beaten again and again, and he can't be scolded.

If you make up your mind to do something, you will still feel reluctant to do it.

Let Song Linxiao do this kind of work next time.

Whoever has a fiancée will have a headache.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't know what Song Jinmian was thinking.

He was just a little angry and complained to the system about Song Jinmian.

System: [Actually, what he said is not wrong. It is for your own good.]

Jiang Huanhuan puffed out her cheeks: [I know the truth, but you can't agree with him. You have to follow me unconditionally at this time.]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Or you can become its system.]

The system changed its mind in a second: [That's too mean. I can't bear to part with Xiangxiang puppy.]

Jiang Huanhuan hummed twice.

After a moment, he sighed, like a balloon that had been popped.

Jiang Huanhuan lost all her pretense: "Okay, you have a point. He is indeed helping me, and so are you."

The puppy apologized to the system very seriously.

The system accepted this well, and the two dogs achieved good communication.

It’s just that Jiang Huanhuan is a little worried about how to tell Song Jinmian at this moment.

After looking at her phone and thinking for three seconds, she closed it quickly.

Jiang Huanhuan: [Hmph, never mind. Let’s talk about it next time we meet.]

It would be so embarrassing for the puppy if he went to apologize today.