He's super cute

Chapter 22

"Go change your clothes." Jiang Yan looked Yu Xiaoque up and down in distaste, "I'll take you out later."

Yu Xiaoque's head was dizzy, and there were roaring sounds in her ears. She grabbed the sheet with her little hands, her whole body was dirty, even her hair was stained with oil, lying on the bed, her face flushed red from coughing.

"Don't put on such a bad look." Jiang Yan lifted him up by pinching his chin, and patted his face lightly, "Those who lost me."

Little Canary was still in good health, and was violently fed a pot of soup, her belly swelled, and she hiccupped every time she moved.

He was forced to clean himself up again.

He leaned on the wall and staggered into the bathroom, his calves trembling, belching softly, his thin shoulders trembling, he looked like he had been abused, his small body looked pitiful.

Yu Xiaoque was afraid and uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to dawdle at all, for fear of causing Jiang Yan to have another fit.

But the hair stuck together by oil was hard to comb. His hair was long and soft, and he was raised delicately. Even if he tried hard, it hurt him so much that he burst into tears.

Little Canary wiped away his tears silently, but he didn't dare to lighten his hands. He picked up the comb and gritted his teeth to forcefully comb out the knotted place.

He heard footsteps coming towards the bathroom, and looked up in a panic. Through the frosted glass, he could vaguely see a man standing outside the door.

Jiang Yan always forbids him to lock the door when taking a shower, how can a pet have its own little secret.

Yu Xiaoque felt as if she couldn't feel the pain suddenly, she used more force in her hand, and pulled out a large amount of hair.

Grinning his teeth in pain, he didn't dare to stop.

"Aren't you alright?" The man seemed impatient, and he was about to open the door.

"Just, just soon... hiccup... okay..." Yu Xiaoque stood under the shower, hiccupping and crying.

After all, Jiang Yan was still worried, opened the bathroom door, and what came into view was the hair that had been roughly pulled down all over the floor.

Yu Xiaoque's eyes were red, the water flowed slowly down her fair body, her knees were bruised and purple, her long hair was pulled into a mess, and she was still smearing shampoo indiscriminately.

This little thing always has a way to make him feel bad.

Jiang Yan exhaled lightly, rolled up his sleeves, as if compromising something, gently pulled the person over.

"You really..." He pressed the little canary on the small bench, and carefully combed the knotted hair, "I don't know if it hurts."

Little Canary sucked her snot and said nothing.

After Jiang Yan skillfully washed someone's hair, he patiently combed it from head to tail.

He was actually an impatient person, but when he treated Yu Xiaoque, he seemed to be a different person.

The head under the hand turned around, and there was a small sound of mosquito mixed with the sound of water.

"I know it hurts..." Yu Xiaoque's stupid hair was stained with water and fell on his forehead, he pointed to the left side of his chest, "but it hurts more here."

He didn't know how to describe this pain, but he just raised his head innocently, acting like a baby to the man behind him, "It hurts like it's about to explode."

His voice was too low, and the sound of the water was loud, Jiang Yan didn't answer as if he didn't hear it.

He put milk-flavored body wash on Yu Xiaoque again, and Yu Xiaoque obediently closed her eyes like a child, letting Jiang Yan play with her.

At this moment, little Canary felt that the big brother who was gentle and warm on that winter night had returned.

# "Brother Jiang is here." Yu Xiaoque followed Jiang Yan into a private room. It was the first time he came to such a noisy place, and he was both scared and curious.

Holding on to Jiang Yan's clothes and not letting go, his big black eyes kept scrutinizing him secretly.

Jiang Yan was obviously the central figure. He was surrounded by crowds as soon as he arrived, and sat straight in the middle.

Yu Xiaoque stood by the door in a daze, her face was obviously very gorgeous, she looked like someone who could play, but she had an indescribable cleanliness, showing a very attractive delicacy and delicacy.

Everyone in the private room was looking at him nonchalantly, their hot eyes were undisguised.

It's like the ignorant little white rabbit was thrown into the pack of wolves. If Jiang Yan wasn't there, he would have been devoured long ago.

Little Canary had never seen such a scene before, she reflexively went to the man she relied on the most, blinked her watery eyes and sent a beseeching look to Jiang Yan.

But Jiang Yan seemed to lose sight of him, laughing in a low voice with the young boy sitting next to him.

Yu Xiaoque stuck to the door, clutching at the hem, and was left alone to dry.

I want to squeeze the boy next to my husband away.

"Brother Jiang, what is this?" Xiang Xing, who was sitting beside him, licked his lips, unable to hold back anymore, he liked this kind of pure lust little beauty the most.

Anyway, Jiang Yan usually doesn't take his lover seriously, and it's common for him to play around.

"My companion today." Jiang Yan said casually without raising his head, putting his arms around the waist of the young man beside him.

The meaning of this is that you can play as you please, after all, you don't even have the title of a lover.

In their circle, they don't know how many little beauties who are chasing fame and fortune are willing to jump in.

"Why don't you give me a try?" Xiang Xing rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he had seen the little beauty tactfully, "I like this kind of thing."

Jiang Yan rolled his eyelids, noncommittal.

Xiang Xing stood up and walked towards the timid little beauty, "Come and sit."

Yu Xiaoque shook her head and took a step back, then glanced at Jiang Yan again.

"What are you afraid of?" Xiang Xing thought that Yu Xiaoque was just pretending to be pitiful and wanted to refuse to welcome him, and whoever could climb up to Jiang Yan was really a little white flower.

He put his arms around the man's shoulders and led the little beauty to the sofa.

Yu Xiaoque's legs were so soft that she seemed to be slender, and her mind was also numb. She was caught in Xiang Xing's arms foolishly, and her small eyes couldn't let go of Jiang Yan.

Yu Xiaoque was caught between Jiang Yan and Xiang Xing, like a frightened little ostrich, her lower lip was trembling, her knees were close together, and her little hands were on her knees.

"Mr. Jiang, you eat this." The boy next to him had already wrapped himself around Jiang Yan, fed Jiang Yan a grape, and leaned on him softly.

Jiang Yan didn't push him away, and responded with a smile.

"Sir..." A small hand tentatively grabbed Jiang Yan's clothes, and couldn't help crying, "I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" The man squeezed the young man's waist, without giving Yu Xiaoque a look, "Study hard, don't turn around and disappoint me again."

Xiang Xing looked at the little beauty biting her lip and about to cry, feeling so hard that it hurt, as if she had been having an affair with her little lover before, he grabbed Yu Xiaoque's little hand and leaned down on him.

The hairs all over the little canary were about to explode, and without knowing where the strength came from, the little paws broke away from Xiang Xing's hand and slapped him hard.

He exerted great strength, and with a slap, Xiang Xing's face was mostly red.

After fanning, I rubbed my red palm with tears in my eyes, and blew again.

The air suddenly became silent.

Yu Xiaoque shrank back, hugging Jiang Yan's arm, trembling, harmless and well-behaved.