The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 110: Playing Pranks

The assistant was terrified as he carried the gift along the way.

Jiang Huanhuan kept chattering, and everything she said made her assistant feel weak in the knees.

But Song Jinmian didn't feel offended and just responded to her sentence by sentence.

Only the assistant was trembling with fear, and at this moment he was particularly envious of his colleagues who had gone down to make arrangements in advance.

If he had rushed down just now, he wouldn't have to endure such torture now.

He was afraid that he had heard it, but also afraid that he hadn't heard it and missed what Song Jinmian said.

Every step I take at this moment feels especially long.

After settling the person in the car, the assistant actually felt like he had survived a disaster.

As the car was moving, Jiang Huanhuan couldn't help but yawn.

Song Jinmian looked at Jiang Huanhuan's sleepy appearance and couldn't help but laugh: "Are you still sleepy?"

Jiang Huanhuan immediately retorted: "I'm not a pig!"

Who needs so much sleep?

But she really didn't have much energy in the car, and Jiang Huanhuan wanted to yawn again.

I just said that I wasn't sleepy. If I yawn again now, wouldn't I be slapping myself in the face?

However, Jiang Huanhuan couldn't resist the sleepiness that came over her. She could only secretly turn around, cover her mouth and nose, and yawn slightly.

Then pretend nothing happened.

“Not sleepy at all!”

The puppy said so! She said she is not sleepy, so she is not sleepy.

Faced with Jiang Huanhuan's self-righteousness, Song Jinmian did not expose her, but just took some water from the refrigerator.

"The air in the car is too stuffy. Drinking some water will help."

After drinking the slightly cool mineral water, Jiang Huanhuan regained her spirits.

But Song Jinmian didn't have time to pay attention to her. He was talking to someone else on the phone, and Jiang Huanhuan didn't understand what he was saying.

But she didn't care and directly opened the chat box with Song Linxiao.

Poke it.

Poke it again.

Song Linxiao: [What?]

Jiang Huanhuan thought for a moment: [To keep in touch!]

Song Linxiao was a little slow in replying to messages, and it took him half a day to say one sentence.

Song Linxiao: [? Are you sure you're trying to connect with your partner, not just raise your blood pressure?]

Jiang Huanhuan scrolled up to scroll through the chat and found that the conversation between the two during this period was indeed not a light-hearted one.

Looking at the content of the chat, the puppy blinked suddenly, and his evil thoughts gurgled out like boiling water.

Jiang Huanhuan: [But actually, I still care about you! !]

Song Linxiao: [? ]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Do you think I'm just arguing with you every time? Maybe I'm just trying to get your attention!]

Song Linxiao: [? ?]

Jiang Huanhuan: [You disappoint me so much. Goodbye!]

Song Linxiao: [???]

The main character Song Linxiao injured his hand and was unable to type.

As the phone call came, the evil puppy decisively hung up.

Jiang Huanhuan: [Hmph! I'm ignoring you today! I wanted to tell you something very important!]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Face it yourself!]

As one of the few people who did something bad, Jiang Huanhuan held back her laughter again and again, but finally couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh.

Very quietly.

But it was enough to attract Song Jinmian.

Song Jinmian looked at Jiang Huanhuan and knew in an instant that Jiang Huanhuan was doing something bad.

After Jiang Huanhuan and Song Jinmian met eyes, they tried hard to pretend that nothing was wrong.

But who is Jiang Huanhuan who can disguise herself?

Whatever is in your mind is written directly on your face.

After realizing that Song Jinmian had been looking at her for a long time without saying anything, she looked at him again with a guilty look.

The moment their eyes met, a pair of large, bright eyes were filled with a single thought.

——I am doing something bad.

"He's bullying Axiao." He concluded directly.

Jiang Huanhuan coughed twice, but still handed over the phone obediently.

“I didn’t bully a lot, just a little bit.”

She argued in a rather low voice: "We're almost there anyway, hehe."

Song Linxiao was so anxious that his voice messages filled the screen.

The entire article is a 60-second voice strip.

Still typing intermittently now.

Song Linxiao: [? ]

Song Linxiao: [Miss, if you were kidnapped, please tell me. Have you been drinking to tell me this?]

Song Linxiao: [Oh, I know this is just a trick you use to be mysterious. This kind of thing won't arouse my curiosity.]

Song Linxiao: [I admit that I am a little curious. If you tell me, I can barely listen.]

Song Linxiao: [Sister, please forgive me.]

You have to know that it is not easy for someone with a broken right hand and a bandaged left hand to type so many words in such a short time.

Although the possibility of voice input is not ruled out.

But based on Song Jinmian's understanding of his younger brother, Song Linxiao was probably really anxious and scratching his head at this moment.

Jiang Huanhuan watched Song Jinmian scrolling through his phone, but the expected reaction didn't appear.

She felt something was wrong for no reason.

The vehicle passed over the overpass, which blocked the warm light of the street lamps, making Song Jinmian's face hidden in the night.

In the moment when the lights dimmed, Jiang Huanhuan only had time to see his smooth jaw and slightly pursed lips, and he looked like he had no smile at all.

...Is the Godfather unhappy?

But this feeling was only a brief moment.

The moment the lights came on, Song Jinmian's expression was no different from usual.

Jiang Huanhuan looked at Song Jinmian with some confusion, and for a moment she didn't know whether she was seeing things or Song Jinmian was unhappy.

But this situation did not give her much time to think.

Because at the next turn, the vehicle has arrived at the hospital and goes directly to the underground garage.

The vehicle driven by the assistant followed closely behind and stopped next to their vehicle.

Jiang Huanhuan could only suppress this matter in her heart for the time being and got out of the car with the gift.

However, the time for asking had passed, and Jiang Huanhuan didn't know what to say, especially since there were outsiders around.

Jiang Huanhuan was afraid that she wouldn't be able to explain clearly, and the more she asked, the more confused she became.

Song Jinmian noticed that Jiang Huanhuan looked a little off, so he asked, "What's wrong? Are you embarrassed to come downstairs?"

With a ready-made reason presented to her, Jiang Huanhuan naturally had no reason to refuse.

She nodded slightly.

Song Jinmian tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, and suddenly smiled, but it was a very faint smile: "Don't worry, he doesn't usually hate seeing you."

Jiang Huanhuan nodded absentmindedly.

Suddenly she heard Song Jinmian say again.

"But now I'm not so sure."

"Hmm?" Jiang Huanhuan asked doubtfully.

Song Jinmian pointed at her phone: "Didn't you just tease him? He's in the most anxious state right now. And when he replied to your message yesterday, wasn't he at a party?"

If I go up now, I might get scared.

The lie was exposed, and coupled with the previous prank played on him by Jiang Huanhuan, the "new grudges and old hatreds" added together, Song Jinmian felt that his brother might not want to see Jiang Huanhuan.

Jiang Huanhuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said seriously, "Can I not go up?"

She suddenly felt that it would be more reassuring if she went back to the hotel and slept for two or three days.

But since they were already downstairs, Jiang Huanhuan naturally couldn't really not go.

After staying at the door for three seconds, she could only take a deep breath and push Song Jinmian in.

The moment she entered, Jiang Huanhuan came up with an idea.