Seeing the little girl's bright eyes asking for praise after answering the question, even Jiang Zhuo, who had a cold personality, couldn't help reaching out and touching her little head. Soft, soft and smooth hair, Jiang Zhuo suddenly became obsessed with the feeling of fingers passing through the beautiful hair. "I'll tie my hair again in the future, so I should put it down to look good."

Qing Huan raised her face and said, "Yuan'er listens to Dad."

The little girl was so behaved and admired and loved him so much, Jiang Zhuo felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

【Ding! Jiang Zhuo's heart value is 10, currently it is 20, and the loyal dog Moze is rewarded with 20 points. Can the owner choose to use it immediately? 】Qing Huan did not hesitate, and still added it to [closed moon shame flower]. At this time, she got up from the chair and wanted to take the book she had read a few days ago to Jiang Zhuo. Who knows that she just got up and her face turned pale, just as the Russians lost their strength and they stomped forward. Okay. When Jiang Zhuoyan quickly hugged her.

Whatever his moves, it works, and given her current physical condition, it is normal to faint frequently and habitually.

In the 14 years since Qinghuan entered the Jiang family, Jiang Zhuo still hugs her for the first time. I felt that the body I started with was slender and delicate. There was a pity in his heart suddenly, and he lowered his head to look at the little man in his arms. The little girl's face was pale, and her lips were faintly blue, obviously showing excessive blood loss. But she didn't complain from the beginning to the end. Thinking of the **** that "I'm doing good for you, so I get blood to check my body", Jiang Zhuo, an unkind man, finally felt a little guilty.

【Ding! Success aroused Jiang Zhuo's guilt, and the loyal dog Mo Ze awarded 10 points. Can the owner choose to use it immediately? ] This time Qing Huan added points to [Shen Jiao Ti Rou].

Jiang Zhuo picked up the little thing in his arms, and was shocked at the moment: Why is she so light! So soft! so small! Looking at Huan's pale lips again, Jiang Zhuo rarely showed a little gentleness. Like his little daughter, he is still a child... At this age, his daughter is sixteen, but everyone is used to spoiling, and Yuaner... This little girl is only fourteen years old and nobody I love someone who is unloved, and I don’t know how long I will live...

【Ding! Jiang Zhuo's guilt reaches its full value, and the owner can choose a skill to also reach its full value! Qing Huan thought for a while, and chose the latter with difficulty between [closed moon shy flower] and [body Jiao Tirou]. Look slowly, the most important thing today is this bean sprouts-like body.

Sending Qinghuan back to her room all the way, Jiang Zhuo looked at the big bed, suddenly reluctant to let her go. The feeling of holding her was surprisingly good, and he was a little fascinated. Since his wife's death, he hasn't touched a woman for many years, not because he mourned his deceased wife, but because he didn't find one to his heart's content. Having lived alone for so many years, suddenly hugging a soft body, it is inevitable that I will put it down.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuo put Qinghuan down with great self-control, and her small body instantly sank into the soft bed. She closed her eyes, and the exposed skin was almost white and transparent, and the blue blood vessels were clear. visible.

Like a doll made of snow. Jiang Zhuo thought.

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly, the little guy on the bed whispered something. Jiang Zhuo didn't hear clearly, so he bent down and moved closer. After listening for a long time, he could barely tell that she was calling her father. "Don't go... Dad don't go... Yuan'er is afraid... Uuuuu..."

He cried softly, like a poor little beast, because he didn't even dare to cry because he didn't have the protection of his parents.

Jiang Zhuo's heart softened, and it happened that Qinghuan waved his small hand randomly, just grabbed his finger, and then refused to let it go. Jiang Zhuo smiled helplessly, squeezed his slender fingers, and said, "Observe."

The little girl was still crying.

Jiang Zhuo is gone, even his biological daughter has not coaxed him a few times. I really don't know how to coax the child, so I finally had to pat Qing Huan's back stiffly and jerkily, watching her gradually calm down from an injured little beastly whimper, unexpectedly feeling a sense of accomplishment.

After all... it's just a child.

Maybe he can treat her better.

With a good start, then the next thing is logical.

The sixteen-year-old girl is like a budding flower, exuding a sweet breath from the inside out. In two years, Qing Huan became extraordinarily beautiful. In the words of the servants in the family, it was Miss Yuan'er who had grown up. No one could have imagined that the girl with a delicate appearance and delicate body could grow into what she is today.

Chuchu's pitiful eyebrows, tall nose and jet-black eyes, and rosy lips always make people feel the urge to kiss. Whenever she looks at you with those wet eyes, you will involuntarily intend to give everything for her. Beauty is true beauty. Young girls don't need any cosmetics to set off and embellish them. Just plain makeup is amazingly beautiful. The milky white skin can be broken with a bomb, and the soft skin is as soft as water.

However, her body is more beautiful. Not only the condensed skin, but also the scent that exudes from the inside out on her body. It is sweet, like a floral scent, and has a childish milky scent. Although she is only sixteen years old, the little rabbit on her chest is already Very full, round buttocks are even more cute and criminal. The thin waist like a willow seems to be snapped off. This is a stunner, but it is a stunner who is pure and exudes temptation without knowing it.

[Sen Jiao Ti Rou]'s skill has long been full. In two years, this skill has been used to its limit, and the original bean sprouts are long gone. And the skill of [closed moon shy flower] also reached its full value in the process of Qinghuan racking his brains to brush his love value.

Unlike before, in the previous world, she had never been a naive and innocent little girl, even if she had been before, when she came out of Wangchuanhe, she was no longer the same. Wearing such a mask, she must show another completely different self. Although a little tired, Qing Huan finds it fun.

The progress of the main task has reached 75%, and the side task... has not been done, because no matter what she does, the Jiang family man will never let her go out to study. And Qing Huan is not in a hurry to go out. In the past two years in Jiang’s family, she eagerly learns through Mo Ze’s crazy reading. As long as it is a book, she will not refuse to come, and finally has the world A little understanding.

But no practice is not enough. After Jiang's men introduced her to the world two years ago, she has been in dire straits. Although Jiang Zhuo protected her very well, he might as well have someone want to break through the mansion to catch her from time to time. But the real Ms. Jiang’s Qinghuan has never seen it, and I don’t know if Jiang Zhuo and others are afraid of revealing the stuffing, or something else.

The early morning sun shines on the bedroom carpet, and the young girl sleeping in it has a peach blossom face, beautiful, but her face is vaguely sick. [Ben Yue Xiu Hua]'s beauty is rather gorgeous, but Qing Huan keeps Mo Ze a little sick, and it's this little sick that makes her look particularly pitiful.

The number and volume of blood draws have obviously decreased in the past two years, but this is not enough.

It's almost ten o'clock. Under normal circumstances, her breakfast is eaten at eight o'clock, but because she was "asleep" last night and was drawing blood, it was a rare occasion for Qinghuan to rely on bed this morning. For the past two years, she was too impatient to have breakfast with her father and brother at eight o'clock on time, but today... she is not happy anymore.

This body is enough to seduce a man to move her heart.

Qinghuan’s pajamas are all conservative and innocent styles, and she never thought of looking for something irritating to wear, which would inevitably damage her pure image. So after taking a shower last night, she wore a pink nightdress with a bow tie at the waist. If it is fastened, it can be tight, but... it's not tight. She slept in the soft big bed and the light and warm silk quilt, so she looked more immature.

This is what Jiang Zhuo saw when he came in. Qinghuan was asleep like an angel, with two small hands obediently placed on the side of her head, her pajamas were loose, revealing a section of white skin on her neck. Against the sun, this piece of skin is almost transparent.

Seeing her sleeping soundly, but there was a faint black blue under her eyebrows, and the sickness on her face was lingering, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but feel distressed. It's not that she didn't care about her body, but this girl was very squeamish. Even if she took more supplements and good food, her body was still weak. This is one of the reasons why he has not allowed her to go out. The body is too weak.

The big hand reached into the quilt to support the little man, and the little man was so softly supported by him, his eyelids refused to open. Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but smile, lowered his head and gently kissed Qing Huan's forehead, and said softly, "Yuan'er, it's time to get up."

The reason why Jiang Zhuo's habit of cleanliness that doesn't like contact with people can be cured, in the final analysis, it is Qinghuan's credit. In the past two years, she has tried her best to increase physical contact with Jiang Zhuo. Fortunately, the effort paid off, she did not give in vain.

Jiang Zhuo yelled several times, and Qing Huan clutched the quilt and refused to let it go. Finally Jiang Zhuo had no choice but to put her down, and saw her two small paws clinging to the corner of the quilt, and suddenly laughed and laughed. Reaching out to pull the quilt, Qing Huan couldn't have more strength than him, and he was immediately torn apart. She felt cold and shrank, but still refused to open her eyes.

The jet-black eyes became deep in an instant. Jiang Zhuo drew a sigh of relief, staring at the soft and tender piece of eyes firmly, two spots of red and delicate standing on the plump white flesh, at this moment because of his movement of pulling the quilt, it was shaking slightly. If the jelly is normal, people want to touch it to see if it feels as good as it looks.

Beauty is as beautiful as a carefully crafted jade. It's so beautiful... it keeps him intently.

The little thing has grown up. Two years ago, it was a small flat bean sprout, but now it has grown into a hot stunner with a convex and curved front. Her husband must be blessed in the future... Jiang Zhuo frowned, he didn't like the term "yuan'er's husband".