The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 258: The picture shows the dagger

Jiang Huanhuan's small and round body made a startling explosion sound.

so funny.

Song Jinmian's face was terribly dark.

But my brother was not cursing anyone, but was sincere.

I sincerely believe that Song Jinmian has a problem with his brain, and even have some perverted fantasies.

This sincere concern made Song Jinmian unable to get angry.

Because the other party really cares about him.

Jiang Huanhuan laughed so hard that she finally ignored her image and lay on the small cushion with her legs up in the air, laughing.

Song Jinmian's dark face couldn't stop Song Linxiao.

"Brother, don't worry that I will look down on you... I know geniuses are lonely."

"What's that book called? Genius on the left, Madman on the right!"

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will cover your back and take good care of Huanhuan so you don't have to worry about anything."

After saying that, he even touched Jiang Huanhuan's belly with a determined look on his face.

See the picture poorly.

Almost instantly, Song Jinmian knew what Song Linxiao really meant.

In response, Song Jinmian simply pointed to the door and said, "Get out of here now. Come to work at the company tomorrow and I'll find someone to take you there."

This is the last thing Song Linxiao wants to accept.

Song Linxiao immediately wailed and said no: "Brother, I can still make money to support you even if I don't take over the company!"

Song Jinmian sneered: "I don't care about the company, and you don't care about the company either. What about the other employees? What about those people who are watching us? Do you think they are all good people?"

In fact, this is not the first time that Song Linxiao has received hints from Song Jinmian.

Let him join the company and familiarize him with its operations.

It was just that after Song Linxiao expressed his unwillingness at first, Song Jinmian let him go.

To some extent, Song Jinmian was also doting on Song Linxiao.

Let him do what he wants to do, cultivate his interests, and support him in pursuing his own life.

But this time is different.

Song Linxiao also clearly felt Song Jinmian's decision.

What puzzled him was that Song Jinmian's condition was clearly improving and he had the energy to take care of the puppy that appeared like a gift, but he was explaining things in even more detail as if he was arranging his funeral.

……

Song Linxiao was kicked out of the house feeling wronged.

Before leaving, he was reluctant to leave the puppy that was watching the show.

However, it failed, and Song Jinmian simply held her in his arms, blocking his view.

Before closing the door, Song Linxiao heard his voice.

"Wait a little longer. I'll let you meet when things are more stable."

There was obvious soothing in Song Jinmian's voice, and his steady tone made people subconsciously relax.

It was just a simple sentence, without even explaining the truth, but Song Linxiao felt relieved.

Because in my memory, Song Jinmian has always been omnipotent.

He said it was okay, so it was okay.

"Okay, okay, just tell me earlier. I still have to prepare gifts. It's such a hassle..." Song Linxiao muttered and walked away.

Jiang Huanhuan watched all of this with great interest.

Only after Song Linxiao left did he meet Song Jinmian's gaze.

He realized that the gloating he had just shown was a little too obvious.

Jiang Huanhuan immediately put on a flattering smile.

However, Song Jinmian didn't buy it and continued to look at her with the same gaze.

With a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, his slender fingertips played with her tail, bringing shivers to her face.

Okay, this trick doesn't seem to work.

Jiang Huanhuan turned back angrily, carefully pulled her tail out of his hand, used his knees as a step to land, and trotted to the bathroom nearby.

When she came out again, she was still that bright and charming little human-shaped sun.

Xiao Yang's face was filled with exaggerated confusion, and his tone was deliberately exaggerated: "What just happened? Song Linxiao seemed to come over? I didn't even know I was inside!"

She ran to Song Jinmian's side, dragged over the small stool she usually used and sat down, tilting her head back and smiling in a rather ingratiating manner.

He raised his hand to straighten her hair which was messy from putting on clothes.

"It seems like the body's transformation is getting smoother and smoother?" Song Jinmian changed the subject.

Jiang Huanhuan nodded: "I feel like I have a lot of energy now, and it's being consumed very slowly."

Just like the blue bar in the game.

Every time you change people, the blue bar will be cleared.

But now it’s different, switching a few times is more than enough.

She felt like she was growing rapidly!

I even vaguely felt the existence of the system several times.

It's just that this feeling is too weak.

It's like the buzzing of mosquitoes in your ears as you're about to fall asleep on a summer night.

It is extremely obvious in the dark, but disappears without a trace when the light is turned on, like a thread or a needle. The feeling of wanting to find it but not being able to is very frustrating.

Song Jinmian nodded: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Huanhuan felt herself and said, "It's pretty good!"

At first I had to rest for a while when switching, but now I can move freely.

After responding, Jiang Huanhuan shifted her attention to other places.

She grabbed the corner of Song Jinmian's clothes and tugged at them. "Song Linxiao said before that you have traces of building the life of your dream lover?"

She didn't say anything else, but just stared at him with expectant eyes.

Song Jinmian has never been able to resist these bright eyes.

He recalled it in his mind, frowned slightly, and organized his words.

"I'm not so sure either."

"My memories of dreams in the past are always vague. It seems that for a period of time I was always looking for and buying things that I didn't need at all, and then building a home."

"But I still can't remember the interior structure or the specific items I bought. Even my subconscious is telling me not to go."

I dreamed of midnight, and with the last bit of sanity I had, I searched for the same item and kept buying it before my memory faded like a tide.

Even now, he still instinctively resists recalling the past.

It’s like I have carefully constructed an illusory bubble, protected it in a box, and dare not open it casually.

I am afraid that any possible factor will burst this beautiful yet fragile bubble.

Even your own breathing.

Although he had forgotten the memories of the past, Song Jinmian could still recall the despair and helplessness he felt at that time.

A kind of helplessness and despair that comes from trying everything but failing to achieve something.

Memories of the past reappeared in his mind, and Song Jinmian's breathing even became a little disordered.

But the next moment, his hand was held.

Jiang Huanhuan moved closer to him, and just by looking at him, her invisible gaze fell on him, making Song Jinmian feel the burning heat.

"I want to see."

Her voice was clear and firm.

"I want to see if the little home you remember is the same as the one we lived in!"

There is no need to fear that the bubble will burst.

Because those who truly seek have overcome numerous difficulties and dangers to reach him.