The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 123 Different Perspectives

"It's a lie! It's slander! I want to report it!"

Jiang Huanhuan tried to turn over and get up, but after struggling for a long time, she still couldn't get up.

The puppy could only look at Song Jinmian unwillingly.

"You're spreading rumors! How can the puppy not be your best friend?"

Then, Jiang Huanhuan thought of the pictures she had posted all day.

She immediately looked a little guilty.

Song Jinmian quickly caught on to Jiang Huanhuan's guilty conscience.

He didn't embarrass her, but simply patted Jiang Huanhuan's head and said, "I'm overthinking it. I was just sending a few photos. Ah Xiao has shown them to me, so there's no need for you to send more."

Jiang Huanhuan immediately imagined Song Jinmian's pitiful look as he stared at Song Linxiao's phone.

If Song Linxiao were present at this moment, he would definitely rush up and cry out that it was injustice.

Who is that poor guy who doesn’t dare to use his cell phone?

Jiang Huanhuan dared to imagine Song Jinmian's pitiful appearance, but he didn't dare to look at it.

But unfortunately Song Linxiao is not here. Even if he is, he probably wouldn't dare to argue for himself.

Jiang Huanhuan's eight hundred layers of filters successfully softened her heart.

"It's not that I didn't send it to you...who told you to scare me!"

The puppy was unwilling to give in, and shrank back again when it saw Song Jinmian's dejected look.

"Actually, I brought you a gift too, but it's hard to come by."

"You can only ask for two, stingy guy. You can't ask for one more."

Jiang Huanhuan muttered a few words, and finally struggled to get her hands out from under the quilt, motioning Song Jinmian to get her backpack.

The bulging backpack carried an unnecessary amount of weight.

Jiang Huanhuan took out the blessing of peace, snacks, refrigerator magnets, and small decorations from her backpack one by one...

She really went there to purchase goods.

Whenever one thing is taken out, there will be a dozen similar items tied together.

The puppy's heart is very big and can hold a lot of people.

Was it really prepared for him?

Song Jinmian watched quietly as Jiang Huanhuan took out piles of things, and couldn't help but think.

Jiang Huanhuan seemed to have read his thoughts and immediately said, "It will be very soon!"

She searched her backpack harder, but unfortunately she emptied it and still couldn't find it.

Jiang Huanhuan looked at the empty backpack and fell into a brief daze.

He even subconsciously looked at Song Jinmian, trying to seek help from him.

——Why isn’t my gift in the bag?

She seemed to take it for granted that Song Jinmian knew everything.

Under Jiang Huanhuan's expectant gaze, Song Jinmian paused and said, "Should I give it a call?"

Jiang Huanhuan was furious: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Fortunately, Jiang Huanhuan finally remembered and found the gift in her coat.

"I remembered! I wanted to give it to you as soon as I got back, so I put it in my coat pocket."

Jiang Huanhuan took out a small box from her pocket and opened it carefully.

Song Jinmian realized that this was indeed what he had paid a huge price for.

Whether it is the precious materials used in the beads or the logo on the box, it requires financial resources and opportunity.

Jiang Huanhuan briefly summarized what happened in the afternoon.

"That big orange one is super fat!"

Even fatter than she was as a puppy!

"And the roasted sweet potatoes are super delicious too. Unfortunately, Secretary Zhang said they're not tasty when they're cold, so it's better to keep them in your stomach, so I ate them for you!"

"Also, I donated incense for you! Next time I come across a temple, I'll also offer it to you! This way you don't have to go through the trouble of going!"

Jiang Huanhuan started to talk non-stop again.

While speaking, he pulled Song Jinmian's hand and started to pull it up.

The whole bracelet is very delicate.

The only thing left was a small section of braided rope that was a bit messy.

...Or perhaps, using the word messy to describe it is a bit of a cautious word.

To be precise, it looks like a centipede with bared fangs and claws.

Seeing Song Jinmian staring at the wheat ear, Jiang Huanhuan immediately lowered her voice and asked, "Do you think this braided rope is special?"

Anyone with a discerning eye knows who wrote this.

Song Jinmian was silent for a second, then uttered a slightly puzzled voice, "What a unique braiding technique. The technique is unfamiliar, but the overall look is very special and lifelike, especially the claw..."

Jiang Huanhuan was puzzled: "Huh? I wove an orange, where are the claws?"

Song Jinmian corrected himself: "That's the orange leaf. The light was too dim and I saw it wrongly."

Jiang Huanhuan accepted this graciously.

The puppy carefully tied it up for Song Jinmian: "Don't touch water, don't touch dirty things, and don't take it to the toilet."

She carefully recalled the instructions.

After pulling Song Jinmian to repeat it carefully, Jiang Huanhuan finally let go with satisfaction.

The big problem is solved, and the puppy is very sleepy.

Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes from yawning.

"Go to sleep," he said.

He tested the temperature on Jiang Huanhuan's forehead, and only after making sure the fever had subsided did he put the ice pack aside and dim the lights.

Jiang Huanhuan was very sleepy at first. After nodding obediently, she seemed to think of something.

She pulled out another small box from her other pocket and took out a bracelet.

Compared to the short paragraph at the end by Song Jinmian, this string was mostly written by Jiang Huanhuan herself.

...and become even more aggressive.

It's like a ball of yarn that a cat has played with.

But Jiang Huanhuan was particularly satisfied and carefully stuffed it under the pillow at the other end and patted it.

The puppy kept repeating in his mind.

——Give it to the system, give it to the system, give it to the system!!!

“I’ve been writing this for a long, long time!”

After finishing the top priority, Jiang Huanhuan fell asleep like a deflated balloon on the pillow.

Song Jinmian was left looking at the pillow thoughtfully.

Is this a gift from Jiang Huanhuan?

But according to custom, shouldn’t it be placed under your pillow when you sleep?

And Jiang Huanhuan's action... seemed more like a gift to another person.

But I have been thinking about this kind of thing for a long time and still have no idea.

Song Jinmian had no choice but to give up.

Maybe it's because I'm too nervous from staying up late.

This kind of sensitive look of worrying about gains and losses looks really embarrassing.

Song Jinmian controlled the wheelchair and left the master bedroom.

Maybe it was because he had slept for a long time, or maybe it was because the smell of disinfectant in the quilt was too pungent.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't sleep very well.

In dreams, everything that happened during the day is replayed.

But unlike the happiness during the day, Jiang Huanhuan perceived a different perspective in this dream.

It seemed like someone was following her.

Follow her to take photos on Maple Leaf Avenue, follow her to explore different stores, and follow her to pray and burn incense in the temple.

And the person following her... was the woman Jiang Huanhuan saw in the corridor!

The puppy suddenly woke up and found that his body was covered in cold sweat.

My heart was pounding and my breathing was extremely rapid.

Jiang Huanhuan curled up in the quilt for a long time before she finally felt relieved.

But I always feel a little uneasy.

I can't even tell the difference between reality and dreams.

I kept thinking about everything in the dream, but the more I thought about it, the less secure I felt.

Why do I dream about these?

Jiang Huanhuan didn't know.

This dream is a little different from the usual dreams.

Jiang Huanhuan could clearly see every move in the dream, as if someone was observing her surroundings with her as the center.

Thinking of this, Jiang Huanhuan's heart began to beat rapidly again.

Unlike the fear and terror she had before, Jiang Huanhuan was a little excited this time.

She was nervous and thought about reaching out from under the pillow next to her.

——It’s empty.