You Look Like You’re Made of Money

Jiang Jingchuan is not a drinker. Normally, there are not many people who dare to openly irrigate him. He can't get away with it today because he has repeatedly invited him. He was thinking of drinking one drink at the most. How can he know that all present are human elites? Jiang Jingchuan drank a few more glasses.

What kind of idea was it? He was simply curious. I don't understand why Jiang Jingchuan would suddenly take Su Smoke to the banquet. But Jiang Jingchuan's mouth was not ordinary and strict. So he thought of this trick. How could he know that he had not broken any secrets from Jiang Jingchuan's mouth? Su Smoke came.

Su Yan, with the help of the driver, helped Jiang Jingchuan to the back seat. She also followed him in. Jiang Jingchuan's liquor is actually quite good, at least it's not very noisy.

“Ma'am, is it time to go back?” The driver asked respectfully.

Su Yan glanced at Jiangjingchuan, who was already somewhat confused. He nodded and replied: “Go back, otherwise they should be worried. ”

The driver heard that it was only then that he drove smoothly.

Su Yan is actually reluctant to approach Jiangjingchuan at this time, because he smells like alcohol. It doesn't smell good. But who knows if Jiangjingchuan is really drunk or conscious? In terms of small details, Su Smoke never wanted to ignore, so Su Smoke helped Jiang Jingchuan over again, letting him lean on his shoulder.

Along the way, Jiang Jingchuan's warm breath sprayed beside Su Yan's ear, crispy, numb, Su Yan slightly glanced at him, and his mood was very complicated at a time.

She remembered the 95th prince, but he was not like Jiang Jingchuan, he was not drunk. At that time, he deliberately leaned on her shoulder. Su Yan wanted to push away, but dared not push away. He could only sit with him on the stairs and look at the stars in the sky.

Frankly, she was not a lovely person at first, not as understanding as Sook Fei, not as gentle and careless as Chen Fei. The years she first came to the palace, she said she was like a hedgehog, with a strong sense of precaution for everyone, but then the person said that he liked her from the beginning, is there a mistake, such an unattractive self, he would like it?

Saying that she didn't miss him was fake. That kind of person took up her memory for so many years. It was also because of him that she lived in a palace where everyone felt like slimming ice. She just felt that he would protect her well whenever she left. Su Smoke didn't want to think about who really hurt her, let alone how she would react.

For so many years, she had never responded to his feelings in the heart, but she was not really a stone's heart, and she didn't want to see him suffer.

Su Yan retracted his gaze, his eyes were a little blurred, but slowly became firmer.

The reason she walked up to that point with that man was only because of his supremacy. If he was not the Emperor, just an ordinary man, would she follow him all the time? No, I won't.

Emotions are the most useless thing, and even though she has gained rights over 10,000 people under one person, she still thinks so.

Jiang Jingchuan leaned unconsciously in her arms while Su Yan was losing consciousness. Her hair rubbed against her neck. Su Yan only returned to God. She probed her hand and held Jiang Jingchuan's palm.

She is now the wife of this person, who can give her the life she wants, and the past should not be missed.

At the villa, Su Smoke only asked the butler and the driver to help bring Jiang Jingchuan into the room. After the others left the room, Su Smoke went to the bathroom and wet Jiang Jingchuan's towel before coming out to wipe his face. She was not going to help him undress and take a bath or anything. It would be nice to wipe his face.

Su Yan glanced at the sheets and thought that Aunt Wang would have to change the sheets tomorrow. Otherwise, she would feel alcoholic.

Jiang Jingchuan did not drink much this time. He was in a phase of confusion. He did not fall asleep. When he wiped his face with a cold towel, he slowly opened his eyes. There was no normal vigilance in his eyes. Instead, he looked carefully at the person in front of him and finally said, “Mom, I work a lot, I'm tired. ”

Su smoked and some of them couldn't believe what their ears heard. They thought they were hallucinating.

Otherwise, with such delicate words in the grievance, how can a man from Jiang Jingchuan say it?

Jiang Jingchuan simply pulled Su Yan's hand and rubbed it on his face. "Mom, Vice President Zhang is not a thing. He thought I didn't know. They all thought I was young and couldn't afford the big deal. Mom, I really worked hard and they wouldn't dare to underestimate me in the future. ”

“Mom, Grandma's gone, nobody gave me sugar anymore. Soft, big eyed doll sugar in the bag. I want to eat it. But Grandma's gone. Nobody remembers I like that anymore.” Jiang Jingchuan's tone suddenly fell very low.

Su Yan didn't know what Jiangjingchuan was saying, but she didn't know what to do. Looking at Jiangjingchuan like this, she didn't have a taste in her heart. When this guy wasn't drunk, he looked like he could do everything all day, but now he's in such a posture.

Forget it. Forget it. Take pity on him.

Su Yan detected that one hand rubbed his head. Perhaps this smooth motion greatly delighted Jiang Jingchuan. He unconsciously put his head over her palm and asked her not to stop.

There's really nothing I can do about this guy. Su Yan can only bear to rub him.

He rubbed until Jiang Jingchuan was satisfied. He opened his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was not his own mother. There was a slight doubt in his eyes. Finally, he recognized this person as his own wife. He sighed again and said: “Su Yan, I didn't say you, I didn't force you to marry this marriage. Why are you staring at me every day? ”

Speaking of which, he went on to say, “I don't want to get married either, but I can't say that Grandma and Grandpa, my parents are mute too. If you're so hard, you won't say yes in the morning. Okay, now that there's a suspicion of horse cannons, I won't say it. We're married. If you're good to me, I'll consider being nice to you, but you're not good to me at all. ”

Su Yan just wondered. He was drunk the other day. How come he keeps reading now? Why is it so much? That's so annoying.

“Got it. Got it. It'll be good for you later.” Su Yan soothed.

Of course she'll be good to him.

Jiang Jingchuan will be her food and clothing parents.

I don't know if Jiang Jingchuan understands. Anyway, he was satisfied, and I don't feel comfortable adding, "You are good to me and I will be good to you. ”

Su Yan did not go on with the barber anymore, and she thought, "What is the sugar of a soft, big eyed doll on the packaging?" If she finds out, she'll have a chance to hug her thigh.