The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 188 Questions and Answers

"How could I suddenly be gone?" Jiang Huanhuan argued for herself, "Am I lost? I'm not directionally challenged!"

She's not the dumb little puppy she used to be.

Now Jiang Huanhuan has become proficient in using mobile navigation.

Apart from this, Jiang Huanhuan couldn't think of any other possibility that he might be absent.

But after meeting Song Jinmian's eyes, Jiang Huanhuan suddenly understood what he meant by "gone".

Words of comfort and reassurance came to my lips.

However, Jiang Huanhuan suddenly realized something.

broken.

If the system is not properly resolved, she might really die.

Jiang Huanhuan raised her hand and put it down, then raised it again.

A pantomime was performed vividly.

The system warned: [Don't let it get away.]

If something is not certain, speaking out rashly will only cause everyone to panic.

Jiang Huanhuan finally took a breath, took the initiative, and put her hands on Song Jinmian's hands.

She used great strength, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Using all his strength, he pressed Song Jinmian's hand down on the bed.

Jiang Huanhuan looked up and glared at Song Jinmian.

For a moment, Song Jinmian felt that Jiang Huanhuan didn't want to press his hand, but his entire body.

The old bed board made a breaking sound, which seemed like an angry protest against Jiang Huanhuan's recklessness.

Jiang Huanhuan mustered up her courage and swore loudly.

"I won't die that easily!"

"As long as I live, I just want to be by your side."

Song Jinmian was a little stunned when Jiang Huanhuan answered very seriously.

His gaze was focused on her, but also shifted to behind Jiang Huanhuan.

Jiang Huanhuan looked back thoughtfully.

I saw Song Linxiao holding a fruit basket, huddled at the door, pretending to be very busy.

Ten moves in three seconds.

If you stand on the road, you can easily stop three cars by raising your hand.

People pretend to be busy when they are embarrassed.

After Song Linxiao finished the set of actions, he looked up and met Jiang Huanhuan's eyes.

After seeing Jiang Huanhuan's subtle look, Song Linxiao endured it again and again, and then he decisively got angry.

"Hey, I didn't mean to do that! It was you who started with zero frames, and I didn't even have time to turn around."

The door was half-open, and as soon as Song Linxiao pushed it open, he heard Jiang Huanhuan's affectionate confession.

It's too late to withdraw.

Song Linxiao knocked on the door: "I turned my head and bumped into the door!"

Jiang Huanhuan endured it again and again: "...I'll knock on the door for you."

Song Linxiao pulled the door handle back and forth, and the door opened with a whooshing sound.

In stark contrast to his vigorous movements was his lowered voice.

"This door is half open, okay, half open!"

"And this is during the day, can you please control your emotions?"

Jiang Huanhuan also got angry: "We're just talking, okay?"

Song Linxiao's gaze fell on the hands of the two men.

Jiang Huanhuan immediately let go, and her already round eyes became even wider.

"What? What's wrong with holding hands? Don't I usually hold your hand?"

In this confrontation, Jiang Huanhuan also felt very embarrassed.

Didn’t she just comfort Song Jinmian?

Nightmares can be scary.

It's not like I'm doing anything weird.

But no matter how Jiang Huanhuan explained, Song Linxiao looked at her with an extremely subtle expression.

Under this kind of gaze, the puppy felt that no matter how he explained, it seemed wrong.

Finally, she pushed Song Jinmian directly and said, "Say something!"

Song Jinmian was pushed by Jiang Huanhuan in a self-deprecating manner, and he also understood it very well.

Song Jinmian immediately explained: "Nothing happened, I just had a nightmare yesterday. I dreamed that she was gone and she was comforting me."

His eyes fell on Jiang Huanhuan's face, and his expression was extremely gentle.

"She said she wanted to stay with me."

"That's all, nothing else."

That's the truth.

Jiang Huanhuan nodded seriously, looked at Song Linxiao, and was about to start a retort.

But he saw Song Linxiao showing a sour expression.

Song Linxiao: "Ah - if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have come!"

This time he didn't control the volume and slammed the door shut.

There was a loud "bang" that frightened Jiang Huanhuan.

The puppy turned around and complained: "What is he doing?"

Song Jinmian opened his mouth and said: "Maybe I was too moved."

Jiang Huanhuan felt that Song Linxiao didn't look like he was moved.

It was more like someone was kicked for no reason while passing by.

But the more you recall these details, the more embarrassing it will be.

Jiang Huanhuan immediately restrained her deep thoughts.

"Forget it, forget about him. He is a god anyway."

Jiang Huanhuan wanted to lie down in bed, only to find that she and Song Jinmian were still holding hands.

And I don’t know when, they were holding hands again.

Did she buckle it?

It seems not!

Jiang Huanhuan raised her eyes and looked at Song Jinmian.

Song Jinmian also lowered his eyes and looked at her with a calm expression.

"What's wrong, is there something on my face?"

Jiang Huanhuan answered truthfully, "I have really big dark circles under my eyes."

Song Jinmian's smile faded in a second, and just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Jiang Huanhuan grabbed it tightly.

The puppy is still replenishing.

"It's like that handsome male ghost in a TV show! The kind that lingers behind the heroine!"

Song Jinmian was so angry that he laughed this time.

Sometimes, he even suspected that Jiang Huanhuan did it on purpose.

But Jiang Huanhuan had an extremely innocent face and spoke with extremely sincere eyes.

"I saw a clip of it last time, and although I thought it was scary, I also think it's so cool!"

Jiang Huanhuan reached out and gently touched Song Jinmian's lips.

A subtle itch swept across the lips and petals, just like a fragrant white feather gently brushing across the corners of the lips.

Very minor, but inexplicably concerning.

"It's just that his mouth is bloodless... Yours looks better, red!"

Jiang Huanhuan herself couldn't explain why red lips looked better.

It looks like it's been soaked in blood, or like candied strawberries.

"Why do I think your mouth is more beautiful?"

It seems to be the same to her whether her lips are red or not.

Her eyes fell on Song Jinmian's lips, and the relaxed look in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by inquiry and doubt.

Because the contrast between red lips and white skin is more obvious?

Because Song Jinmian's lips are fuller?

Jiang Huanhuan's gaze seemed to have substance.

Song Jinmian only felt that his lips and petals were getting hotter and hotter, and even the temperature of his entire face was rising.

Jiang Huanhuan has always been straightforward.

Song Jinmian wanted to raise his hand to block this overly direct gaze, but he couldn't help but be curious about Jiang Huanhuan's thoughts.

As if she had encountered a very difficult problem, Jiang Huanhuan frowned slightly.

Fortunately, this problem did not bother Jiang Huanhuan for too long.

"I know!"

Jiang Huanhuan's brows suddenly relaxed, her eyes lit up, and her voice became bright and cheerful.

"Your lips look so soft and kissable!"

"I'd rather kiss you!"