I Love You Every Time You Play

What is called to be intimate, Jiang Youshu did not expect that the two would stare at Yan Anzhen in the street because of this kind of problem, and the seriousness of A Zhen's body came up again, standing in front of her, waiting for an answer.

Jiang Youshu said: "Actually I have a nickname."

Yan Anzhen: "You have a lot of nicknames."

"..." Jiang Youshu smiled, "It's called Jiang Yuanyuan, which is the round circle."

Yan Anzhen looked at her: "Why is it called Jiang Yuanyuan?"

Jiang Youshu tilted his head and said: "Don't look at me now tall and thin. Actually, I was a little fat man in elementary school. I haven't developed yet. My whole person is short and strong. My cousin once teased me and said he followed me. If you can draw a circle that the math teacher can praise, you think about how round it is. When he said this, my parents came around and took a look. They immediately decided on a nickname called Jiang Yuan. round."

In the words, a little memory was twisted in it.

Speaking of it, it's been more than half a month since she traveled to this novel, but it was the first time she mentioned her real nickname in a reminiscence tone. The previous things came to mind, like shimmering pieces on the sea. Jin is so good that it almost breaks her heart.

She had no parents anymore.

For so many years, a person has taken root in other places, a person is fighting in a **** workplace, a person celebrates his birthday, a person gives himself glutinous rice **** on New Year’s Eve, a person watching the Spring Festival Gala silently, she has no close friends, From very early on, she was alone.

Traveling here, it doesn't really matter whether you go back or not.

But here is A Zhen, she can be a little more lively and more concerned.

But these things will still rot in her stomach, after all, she is now "Jiang Jiang", everyone enviously voted for a good child Jiang Jiang who has a chairman father, a sister of the president, and a bunch of friends.

Jiang Youshu was immersed in the memory, but did not notice the flash of dazedness on Yan Anzhen's face.

Probably... it won't be so coincidental.

The two chatted and walked to the small supermarket next to him. Yan Anzhen wanted to bring some fruit to Grandma Jiang, so she couldn't leave her hands empty on her first visit. After buying the fruit and walking towards the nearby bus stop, Yan Anzhen didn't know when she walked outside of Jiang Youshu, and the traffic passing by her.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, the bus came.

Jiang Youshu walked in front, and when he raised his leg, he accidentally knocked on the steps, and the whole person swayed. Yan Anzhen from the back quickly stepped forward and held her with a hand that was free, and a cold voice sounded in her ears. , Breathing behind her ears:

"Be careful." After a pause, he added, "Yuanyuan."

I don't know if the word "Yuanyuan" was deliberate, but it was a bit heavy, as if it had some special meaning.

Jiang Youshu was startled.

It's been a long time since someone called this name.

Like the pearls scattered in the memory, they were picked up at this moment, blown off the dust on them, and held them in the palm of the hand.

She smiled, as expected, she either didn't want to, she was vulnerable when she thought of these old things.

The car was full, and there were three or four people standing. They walked back a bit, Yan Anzhen supported the iron rod, and Jiang Youshu dragged the upper ring and chatted.

Three or four stops have passed.

"My grandmother is very enthusiastic. You don't have to be restrained when you pass. She will definitely say that she sits and eats as she does when she is at home. Early in the morning, she wanted to let you come, and she wanted to—"

The bus suddenly braked when the red light was on, and several people standing leaned forward.

Although Jiang Youshu firmly grasped the ring, she was still pushed forward by inertia, because she was talking with Yan Anzhen on her side. As she planted forward, Yan Anzhen instinctively wanted to turn around and support her. This planting fell into Yan Anzhen's arms.

…To be precise in Yan Anzhen’s chest.

Yan Anzhen: "..."

Jiang Youshu: "..."

Her face was pressed against the two limp balls, and she was a little short of breath for a while.

The sudden brake was over, and the standing person shook for a while and stabilized.

Jiang Youshu seemed to be scalded by the fire, his head suddenly lifted, and he took a step back, staring at the tree outside very calmly on the surface.

Jiang Youshu: "Sorry."

Yan Anzhen: "It's okay."

After speaking, the two fell silent.

Although, it's late autumn. Although, Ah Zhen wears a lot of clothes.

But it can't stand up to it.

Through the thick material of the sweater, she could still feel the softness inside.

She seems to have a fever.

Fortunately, Ah Zhen was also very embarrassed at this time, did not look at her, otherwise I was afraid that she would be transferred to the hospital in the next second.

Later, it was Jiang Youshu who broke the awkward silence, and Yan Anzhen also responded gently. This is not a big accident and it turned the story like this.

The two got out of the car and walked into the community, and soon came to Grandma Jiang's house.

Jiang Youshu opened the door, and the busy grandmother Jiang in the kitchen quickly wiped her clothes a few times and walked out. When she saw Yan Anzhen behind, the folds on her face all smiled. The beauty looked comfortable, and Grandma Jiang couldn't escape the human face. The nature of control.

"Oh, look at this little girl, she is very beautiful, sit down quickly, don't be polite, treat this as your own home-hey, why do you still bring fruit?"

It really is the same as Jiang Youshu said.

Yan Anzhen politely shouted "Grandma" and said, "Excuse me."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb, Jiang Jiang, let people sit first and come over and wash the fruits that people bring."

Jiang Youshu responded, turned his head and pulled Yan Anzhen onto the sofa in the living room.

Jiang Youshu handed her the remote control and smiled: "I'm going to wash the fruits."

After that, he went into the kitchen and began to wash the apples.

Grandma Jiang quietly glanced at Yan Anzhen, who was sitting on the outside, sitting seriously and really not gazing at all, and said to Jiang Youshu: "Jiang Jiang, your vision is really good this time. I think Xiao Yan is very good and has a pretty temperament. And docile, what does our Xiao Yan do?"

Jiang Youshu was washing the apples one by one in the water, and said: "She is a university professor and teaches biochemistry."

Grandma Jiang was even more excited: "You are a professor at a young age. The professors I watched on TV are all 40 or 50 years old. They are not as good-looking and clever as our Xiao Yan."

Already a bite of "our Xiaoyan".

She roughly knows Yan Anzhen's background. Although Ah Lai didn't elaborate on A Zhen's career growth, she also understands it in general. As the provincial champion of science, Azhen University majored in biochemistry, and because of her hobby, she minored in French. With her amazing beauty and untouchable age, she became a man in the university and ranked first in the school's flower list. One. Later, she took a scholarship to study abroad and came to Liangyue University as a teacher with the title of PhD.

In the beginning, she was naturally a lecturer, but excellent people are excellent everywhere. As a rare talent, she lived up to expectations and published several heavyweight papers at a young age. She has scientific research results in her hand and relies on excellent ability. I was quickly rated as a professor.

Of course, she wouldn't tell grandma all of these things, and grandma didn't care how A Zhen got the title. She only had to know that A Zhen was very awesome and very awesome.

"But such a good girl, she must have a high-sightedness." Grandma Jiang was still excited for one second, and she started to sigh in the next second. She sighed and looked at Jiang Youshu as she sighed. Do you have to come over?"

Jiang Youshu: "...How can it be a lie, then it must be true love, like glue and paint, hard to separate."

"It's okay. Grandma will assist you and guarantee that a meal will make your relationship grow stronger."

"..." She didn't know what expression to put on, took the apple out of the water, and asked casually, "What's a big piece?"

Grandma Jiang squinted and spit out a thunder:

"It's a big part of rolling directly onto the bed over the small hand."

One of Jiang Youshu's shocked apples was dropped.

She hurriedly put down the fruit plate, went to pick up the apples on the ground and washed it again, wishing that grandma would do the same at the dining table, and she would come to a few shocking words from time to time, she didn’t know if the relationship could be too big, A Zhen. It's certain that you won't come to eat next time you are killed.

She went out carrying the fruit plate and saw Yan Anzhen was still sitting on the sofa upright. The tea table that was supposed to be messy was cleaned up. The bean pods that she and grandma had peeled on the tea table were also poured into by Ah Zhen. When she got out of the trash can, she walked over, and A Zhen looked up at her, the lakes and mountains pouring from A Zhen's eyes, making her unable to move away.

Yan Anzhen said, "I tidy up the coffee table a bit, can I?"

She gradually nodded and handed her an apple.

Yan Anzhen thanked him. Just about to accept it, Jiang Youshu took it back and said "Wait a minute". He took out a fruit knife from the coffee table and sat beside her carefully and carefully peeled the apple. Skin.

Yan Anzhen: "Don't have to be so troublesome."

She also has no habit of not eating apple peels.

Jiang Youshu didn't raise his head, holding the apple in one hand, and cutting carefully with the other: "It doesn't matter, our Xiao Yan is the most honored guest, and we should enjoy the highest level of treatment." After cutting, he gave her a bare apple. Smiling, there is light in his eyes.

"...We Xiao Yan?" She took it, paused, and still asked.

Jiang Youshu was sitting next to her, very close to her, smelling the sneer that made her dream, his voice was warmth wrapped in smile:

"My grandma called so, she just praised you in the kitchen. She is very enthusiastic, and she is a senior netizen. She may be a little bit...too enthusiastic when she eats later. I will remind you first." In fact, she was thinking. When he said "unrestrained", he changed the word silently.

Yan Anzhen nodded and said that she knew.

How enthusiastic an elderly person in her seventies can be. The left is just asking about her professional hobbies, family background, daily life, and so on. Perhaps most of the questions are related to her love life, like the older generation. She loves to inquire about the love life of juniors, she lowered her eyes, and the sweet smell of apples filled her mouth.

She was right. Grandma Jiang did go through the cutscene asking about the daily work of the family background, what is good, and then the focus was on her emotional life.

It's just that she didn't expect that the old man... is too enthusiastic.

"Eat more, these are all Fengcheng's specialties. There is absolutely no authentic food I made outside." Grandma Jiang urged again, and then stared at Yan Anzhen brightly, the scar on the corner of her mouth closing with her lips. Wriggling, "Xiao Yan, can you accept a woman kissing a woman to bed?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough." Jiang Youshu coughed violently, his face instantly flushed.

The relationship is really going up a lot. Did Ah Zhen say that she accepts, and you just said that the bed at home is quite big? !