Chapter 6 Meeting Again

My son doesn’t go home often, and he is still bent, so you can rest assured!

There is a four-story sky-high villa under the name of Jiang Jie. When you walk into the house from the outside door, you can see the unique garden landscape. In addition to raising fish and growing vegetables, you can also make tea under the flower trees in the yard, which is very elegant.

In addition to the living room and kitchen, there are also storage rooms on the first floor of the house. There are eight bedrooms on the second and third floors, three bathroom equipment and three study rooms.

The square meter is quite large, but the population is small. Only Sister Jiang and her son who doesn't often go home live here.

Gu Qingqian learned that there was a man in the room who was a little retreating. After hearing what Sister Jiang said, she began to be curious about her broken son.

Is Sister Jiang’s child the same age as me?

He Ah...

Sister Jiang shook her hand and said with a smile: She is already thirty, how can she compare with a young girl like you?

I'm on July 2019 this year... Probably.

Gu Qingqian didn't know his birthday, but he was able to confirm his age.

When she was left in front of the Wenxin Garden, it seemed that it was raining. She was wet and suffered from wind, causing a high fever. President Huang immediately sent her to the hospital to hang a little drip before saving her life.

The doctor calculated that she was just over a month old and her birthday was not a good day...

Why!You look like this, even if you say you are still in high school, someone believes it... Sister Jiang paused and said: Maybe you will be considered a father and daughter when you stand with my son!

Gu Qingqian shook her head and laughed, and turned around and asked her to introduce the house well.

When you open the entrance door, you will find a complete set of rosewood furniture with some light yellow embroidery cloth, and chair cushions of the same style are placed on the chair.

In addition to the 40-inch large TV, there are also several photo frames on the TV cabinet. They are photos of Jiang Jie's period. She seems to be an artist, dressed beautifully. The popular Shanghai Beach outfit in her early years matches her beautiful face with a unique charm. There are no more than ten fingers of the celebrities who have taken photos with her.

A wave of her familiar cold plum blossoms came into her breath, the faint fragrance was like plum blossoms, the cold fragrance filled the cup, the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, like smelling plum blossoms in the snow--

I didn’t expect that Sister Jiang is my loyal fan.She said.

I just love the Spring Letter in the Snow that you recommend.

Sister Jiang smiled, opened the glass cabinet, and took out the incense ball from the small ceramic urn on the shelf, ignited the fire, and the cold plum fragrance filled the space again.

A photo of the family of three was placed on the glass cabinet. Sister Jiang, wearing a cheongsam, was sitting on a chair holding a little boy. A man in a police uniform stood beside her. Her expression was different from the two smiling. She pursed her thin lips tightly and looked a little serious.

My husband is a police officer. During the mission, the suspect shot randomly and left...

Sister Jiang gently caresses the photo, her eyes are gentle and she smiles. Although she complains, she hears it deep nostalgia in her ears.

Gu Qingqian didn't say a word.

She has no family, and cannot feel deeply, so she can only listen quietly.

Fortunately, Sister Jiang didn't continue talking and led her to the stairs.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of porcelain collision was heard in my ears.

Listen carefully, the sound comes from the direction of the kitchen.

The two met each other, and Sister Jiang picked up the broom in front and went to the kitchen nervously, while Gu Qingqian followed behind, frowned with her eyebrows.

A sneaky man buried half of his body in the refrigerator, wearing loose old sweatpants, and his beard was long and thick.

tramp?

Ah－－

Sister Jiang held up the broom and waved it over, while greeting the thief.

Thief!Wouldn't you feel embarrassed if you are so good at breaking into the empty door?!

The thief turned around and raised his arms to cover his face, shouting: Mom...

What are you shouting around!I don’t have an old son like you!

Sister Jiang pointed at him and said: I, I tell you, my son is a criminal policeman. If you don’t go out, I will call the police!

Without waiting for anyone to reply, he waved the broom and knocked it on the man's butt.

The thief was able to put down his hand and grasp the handle with one hand, looking helpless, Sister Jiang.

Sister Jiang was stunned, Song Junyan?

The other party nodded and put down his hand.

Sister Jiang was so angry that she threw the broom at him and cursed: "You little brat!"Can't you clean yourself up first if you come back for a long time?

Song Junyan held the broom with an innocent expression. In order to hunt down the wanted criminal, he had not had enough sleep for many days. When he got home, he fell asleep as soon as he dripped into the bed. He woke up hungry and wanted to go downstairs to rummage and eat and then take a shower, but he suddenly got beaten.

The man in front of him was obedient and had a very obedient head, but his big beard was still hanging on his face, which was extremely abrupt.

Gu Qingqian was surprised to meet Song Junyan again.

This man seems to be unable to recognize him?

It's really slow.

She was dissatisfied, but when she looked at him who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, she listened to the nagging helplessly. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so she could only play with her hair as if nothing had happened.

Sister Jiang read for a while, forced him to take a shower and shave, and then took her to the third floor...

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Song Junyan recognized Gu Qingqian at a glance.

Although she wondered why she appeared at her home, it was difficult to show it because of his mother's presence.

His mother especially likes beauty, especially the classical face that can handle cheongsams.

Gu Qingqian's appearance and preferences were exactly right for her appetite. If his mother knew that they knew each other, he would definitely use all means to push people to him.

It would be fine if it was normal, but his mother was unusual and she would harm people if she didn't pay attention...

Tsk, dangerous.

The sound of water is clamoring.

I could hear the conversation and laughter of two women from the third floor in my ears.

There were two people talking, but he could only hear Gu Qingqian's voice.

Just now, she stood aside with a faint expression, but the fragrance on her body continued to invade his consciousness, and the clone below stood proudly.

Fortunately, his mother didn't read for too long, otherwise she would be embarrassed.

He held the meat stick and stroked it up and down, and the slim figure appeared in his mind. He chuckled and asked gentle questions and was charming in his ears like aphrodisiacs, which made his hands unable to help speed up their movements...

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Author: Jiang Jieshen assists!

Sister Jiang: Humph, my son is still young!

Officer Song:...

Gu Qianqian (the corners of the lips slightly raised)