The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 266 The Puppy Grows Up

At night, the lights come on and cars flow by.

Song Jinmian saw the two of them as soon as he got off work.

Jiang Huanhuan with a cold face, and Song Linxiao, who was dejected and carrying a pile of paper bags behind her.

Song Linxiao had a lot of bags in his hands.

The paper bags were from the same brand, with cursive English printed on top. It was probably the store where Jiang Huanhuan bought clothes for him.

At the same time, he also has many boxes in his hands, printed with cute cartoon patterns, decorated with pink lace, light feathers, and dreamy desserts.

Such cute packaging can only come from a dessert shop.

Song Jinmian frowned slightly and looked up slightly.

He also had a bag hanging around his neck, which was the combination that Jiang Huanhuan had repeatedly asked him about before going out.

Between a small gift box and a small shell-shaped bag, she chose the latter.

Song Jinmian's gaze moved up again and fell on the face he had seen for more than 20 years.

He was stunned for a moment.

That familiar face had two purple spots on its eye sockets, and even a large bruise at the corner of its lips, making the originally handsome face look a little funny.

Song Jinmian quickly stepped forward, held Jiang Huanhuan's clenched hand, and glanced at Song Linxiao's eyes. Only after confirming that there was no bruise or redness or swelling in the whites of his eyes did he feel relieved.

He inserted his index finger into her palm, applied gentle force, and pried her hand open with a gentle force.

Sure enough, four small crescents appeared in the usually chubby palms, and because of the prolonged application of force, the palms were very red.

After prying them apart, Jiang Huanhuan belatedly realized the pain and let out a soft "hiss".

Song Linxiao immediately rushed forward nervously to check.

However, it was covered by Song Jinmian's hand.

Song Jinmian did not rub it rashly, but just applied a little force on his hand that was pressed against Jiang Huanhuan.

His hands, which were always hot, were actually a little cold at this moment.

Jiang Huanhuan's hands were very tender, and Song Jinmian's fingertips were actually a little rough in comparison. He moved gently and slowly, rubbing the delicate palm in circles.

The pain gradually faded away and turned into a slight itch.

It was like fine raindrops falling on the originally calm lake surface, exploding countless transparent little fireworks above.

The winter ice gradually melts into spring streams.

The pain was relieved and the feeling of grievance was vented.

However, Jiang Huanhuan had just beaten Song Linxiao forcefully, so she didn't want to show weakness in front of him.

She just took a few small, secret, deep breaths, thinking they were inconspicuous, to ease the emotions that were welling up in her heart.

Not a puppy anymore.

I'm an adult now.

How could an adult cry in public?

Song Linxiao's behavior is understandable. If she were in his place, she would also think that...

"Hold on."

Jiang Huanhuan took the initiative to break away from Song Jinmian's palm, turned around again and punched Song Linxiao's arm, then put her hand back into Song Jinmian's hand.

"Okay, let's eat." Jiang Huanhuan let out a breath, feeling relieved.

Song Linxiao looked so pitiful the whole time.

Jiang Huanhuan, feeling aggrieved, looked at Song Jinmian from time to time, trying to get a solution from her brother.

However, his brother just ignored him and signaled him to be quiet.

Song Linxiao silently curled himself into a big ball.

Because his skeleton is already very large, he can't get much smaller when he curls up.

Jiang Huanhuan never told Song Jinmian about the quarrel.

Because she knew Song Jinmian would be even angrier than her.

She just calmed herself down, then ate two bowls of rice and half a grilled fish viciously.

Even the boss took out some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting pills, suggesting that everyone should be careful not to get an upset stomach.

The two men were currently picking out the fish bones and prawn shells.

Not until Jiang Huanhuan drank half a bottle of herbal tea did Song Jinmian wipe his hands and placed his big, bony hands on Jiang Huanhuan's lower abdomen.

"I'm full." he said.

Jiang Huanhuan nodded, and the light in her eyes returned.

"I'm full and feel comfortable."

Her tone regained its usual energy.

But unlike before, this time Jiang Huanhuan didn’t want to go for a walk, but wanted to go home directly.

Song Linxiao did not get in the car this time. He took off all the burdens on his shoulders. Except for the clothes that Jiang Huanhuan bought for him, everything was taken away by the puppy.

Including clothes that originally belonged to him.

Jiang Huanhuan felt that she was still too respectable.

She even left him a piece of clothing.

Before leaving, Song Linxiao hesitated and grabbed the car door, and asked in a low voice: "Can we still have dinner together in the future?"

Jiang Huanhuan thought for a moment and nodded: "I asked myself, I still want to have dinner with you... but not now, I want to talk to you tomorrow!"

Song Linxiao smiled with relief.

I whispered my apology to her again.

The longer they spent together and the more he watched Song Jinmian and Jiang Huanhuan interact, the more Song Linxiao could feel the familiarity and differences between the two.

It's different from rumors.

But he actually used gossip to get to know someone.

……

Jiang Huanhuan watched Song Linxiao's figure gradually shrink and was unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

It was not until the feeling of rubbing her palms came again that she noticed Song Jinmian beside her.

The baffle inside the car rises to form an enclosed space.

When they were alone, Jiang Huanhuan relaxed a lot, and they held hands.

With the help of his arms, she sat directly on Song Jinmian's thighs and took a deep breath of the scent of bamboo leaves on Song Jinmian's body.

Unlike before, Song Jinmian had a faint smell of grilled fish on his body.

Jiang Huanhuan lowered her head and smelled herself, and it was the same.

The original plan was to use the fresh fish to make fish soup and other fish dishes.

As a result, Jiang Huanhuan got so angry that she just grilled the fish.

Song Jinmian doesn't like strong-flavored and spicy food.

He didn't like the smell of food clinging to fabric.

But at this moment he was very cooperative with Jiang Huanhuan.

The puppy pressed its cheek against Song Jinmian's chest and rubbed it madly, making a sticky sound.

"I'm both happy and angry today. I'm so tired."

Song Jinmian touched Jiang Huanhuan's head, ran his fingertips through her hair, and soothed her back.

His tone was full of affection, and his deep voice tickled Jiang Huanhuan's eardrums.

"That's someone who has no vision and no brains."

Jiang Huanhuan nodded, her hair rubbing against his black sweater. "Yeah, that makes sense..."

The puppy's tone was full of sleepiness.

"But don't bother him. I've already taught him a lesson."

Song Jinmian patted her shoulder, but instead of answering the question, he started a new topic: "Do you want to take a bath tonight?"

Somewhat irrelevant, and obviously a last-minute thought.

Jiang Huanhuan nodded, then shook her head.

"It's so hard to clean the puppy's fur, and I don't want to bathe myself--"

Song Jinmian's movements suddenly froze, and he suddenly felt that he had dug his own grave.

When Jiang Huanhuan was lifted up slightly, she also felt a bit of smell on her body, which was unbearable.

The more she thought about it, the more feasible it became.

Finally, Jiang Huanhuan raised her head.

"Help me take a bath!" she said crisply.

A son pays for his father’s debts, and an elder brother makes up for his younger brother’s misfortunes!