The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Jiang Huanhuan's painted face was wiped off bit by bit.

The driver pulled over, got out and bought some makeup remover.

Jiang Huanhuan first had a hot towel applied to her face, and then Song Jinmian used a cotton towel to wipe off the stains bit by bit.

My cheeks feel warm and comfortable.

She enjoyed the whole process with her eyes closed, and it was a good thing that she didn't have to take off her makeup when she got home.

It’s really a good deal.

After experiencing great joy and great shock, Jiang Huanhuan's emotions finally calmed down a lot.

My head is still a little dizzy.

The feeling of sleepiness continued to come over her, and Jiang Huanhuan almost put all the strength of her head into Song Jinmian's hands.

Fortunately, his hands are big and his fingers are long and strong.

It was placed on Jiang Huanhuan's chin, enough to support her head.

"All right."

When Song Jinmian really wiped off the marks on her face, Jiang Huanhuan felt like she had a good sleep.

Song Jinmian let go of his hand.

The heat source on her chin was removed, and a cool feeling came over her, making her head clearer.

Jiang Huanhuan was even a little reluctant to retreat.

"Let's go back?" he said.

Jiang Huanhuan actually didn't want to go home.

But she didn't know where she was going.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Just at this moment the housekeeper called.

Oh no, it’s not a coincidence actually.

Since I started looking at the cell phone records, the housekeeper has sent quite a few messages.

It’s just that Jiang Huanhuan was drowsy just now and didn’t pay attention.

It was because Jiang Huanhuan didn't respond for a long time that the housekeeper called.

Butler: "Miss, where are you now? Do you need me to send a car to pick you up? The young master is waiting for you too."

Jiang Huanhuan immediately said, "I'll be back soon, don't worry about me!"

It’s getting late now.

If the housekeeper sent a message to Mrs. Jiang, she might be in trouble.

Now Jiang Huanhuan had no other thoughts and just wanted to rush home.

"Don't worry, I already talked to your family before picking you up."

Facing Jiang Huanhuan's suddenly terrified gaze, Song Jinmian added another sentence.

Song Jinmian: "I didn't say anything about you being drunk."

Jiang Huanhuan finally felt relieved and patted her chest.

It's like a little puppy that almost got caught doing something bad.

But drinking is not a big deal.

Song Jinmian found it funny.

"Let's go back, let's go back." Jiang Huanhuan no longer had the heart to continue playing, and now she just wanted to go home.

His cowardly look makes people want to tease him.

Just looking at Jiang Huanhuan yawning and unable to stop feeling sleepy made Song Jinmian rest his mind.

It would be better to let her sleep peacefully.

He felt that if Jiang Huanhuan continued like this, she would probably have a headache when she woke up tomorrow.

Might as well take a good rest now.

However, Jiang Huanhuan did not follow his wish.

Instead, he yawned and held up Song Jinmian's hand.

Jiang Huanhuan's attention was always on his hands.

In addition to makeup remover, the driver also bought iodine and Band-Aids.

But Song Jinmian was useless.

He didn't seem to care much.

Jiang Huanhuan, however, found the wound particularly unsightly.

Without the help of the system, the puppy didn't know much about the steps of disinfection and bandaging.

As I recall, I soaked a cotton ball in iodine and then pressed it on the wound.

That’s what Jiang Huanhuan did.

Her movements were extremely slow, as if she was studying something difficult.

I played the disinfection video on my phone and studied it carefully.

Even when pouring iodine, the direction of the bottle label and the inverted position of the bottle cap must be replicated one-to-one.

It looks fun when he's serious.

Song Jinmian let Jiang Huanhuan play with her hands.

I don't care if my expensive shirt gets dirty.

He just let Jiang Huanhuan wipe it secretly twice, and when she found that it couldn't be wiped off, she pulled her suit jacket to cover it.

A guilty little expression.

The smell of disinfectant is not pleasant.

It was okay for Song Jinmian, but for someone with a keen sense of smell like Jiang Huanhuan, it was a bit too pungent.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't care when the medicine was applied just now.

When she came to her senses now, she frowned in discomfort and rolled down the car window to get rid of the odor.

However, the smell of disinfectant was very overbearing, not only filling the air in the car, but also coming from the hands of the two people.

It is highly polluting and has a pungent smell, and Jiang Huanhuan has no idea how effective it is.

Jiang Huanhuan muttered with a bit of disgust, "If I had known this would happen, I would have just licked it."

For puppies, saliva is the best disinfectant!

"Cough cough cough..."

A slight choking sound came from the driver's direction.

He was obviously shocked by Jiang Huanhuan's words.

Facing the puppy's confused look, Song Jinmian just patted her head.

"Disinfectant will be more effective, and don't lick dirty things casually."

——The Godfather is not dirty!

Jiang Huanhuan originally wanted to reply like this.

But before she could speak, Song Jinmian had already reached out to cover her mouth.

Jiang Huanhuan watched the pungent smell coming at her again, and immediately forgot what she wanted to say. She just wanted to turn around and run away.

The Jiang family's house was brightly lit.

Song Jinmian's car stopped at the gate.

Through the car window, Song Jinmian saw someone who made him particularly concerned.

——Wen Yunxuan.

It was obvious that Wen Yunxuan also noticed him, and their eyes met through the car window.

"Why is Teacher Wen here too?"

Jiang Huanhuan muttered something slightly strange.

The man was tall and wore a loose shirt with a few buttons unbuttoned at the collar, revealing his neck and small chest muscles. He also wore a particularly sparkling silver necklace, looking very ostentatious.

Although she was confused, Jiang Huanhuan still got out of the car and greeted the customer politely.

"Teacher Wen!" she shouted.

Wen Yunxuan smiled, his eyes full of tenderness as he stared intently at Jiang Huanhuan's face.

He waited until Jiang Huanhuan and the housekeeper finished talking, and then came to Jiang Huanhuan's side while Song Jinmian and the housekeeper were greeting each other.

"Hanhuan, have you been drinking tonight?"

Jiang Huanhuan's smile instantly subsided, and she became a little confused: "How can you tell? My face isn't red anymore?"

She lowered her voice a little because she was afraid of being heard by the housekeeper.

The smile on Wen Yunxuan's face remained unchanged, and he suddenly lowered his head and sniffed Jiang Huanhuan's hair carefully.

"Because you smell faintly of alcohol."

But the most important thing is Jiang Huanhuan's expression at this moment.

Silly.

Jiang Huanhuan was even more surprised: "Can you smell this?"

She sniffed around and could only smell the unpleasant smell of iodine.

"you're lying."

Jiang Huanhuan's dissatisfied accusation.

She was a little afraid of being heard by the housekeeper, so she kept signaling him to speak in a lower voice.

Wen Yunxuan nodded in cooperation and even leaned over to whisper to her.

But while speaking, he looked up at Song Jinmian sitting in his seat with a provocative smile in his eyes.