Chapter 3 (1/2)

”No, no, no, no, Lao Zhang. She just woke up and was in poor health. I'll make the meal. It's nothing.”

Fu Cuihua is afraid that Zhang Changming will make another move, so he is scared to stop him.

Zhang Changming listened and saw Jun porcelain sitting on the bed.

Because of the dim light in Jun porcelain's room, he couldn't see his eyes full of ruthlessness.

Just feel a little cold for no reason, and Jun porcelain sitting on the bed.

Zhang Changming is also afraid that this person is really hit by what fault, by his wife's rod: ”today let this son of a horse!”

Then he went out.

Fu Cuihua pulled the corner of her mouth, as if she had some guilt: ”Jun porcelain, you can have a little rest, I'll cook.”

Her eyes twinkled and she left Junci's room.

Before leaving, I helped Jun porcelain with the door.

Jun porcelain sees a person to go out, just caress oneself forehead.

If she hadn't just remembered that the body was in trouble, she would have cleaned up the Zhang immediately.

Uncle Zhang Changming, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, male chauvinism, a typical rural man.

Aunt Fu Cuihua is cowardly and afraid of Zhang Changming. In fact, she is not mean.

Elder sister Zhang Nian, who is two months older than Jun porcelain, is the darling of Zhang Jia.

The result is equal to that of Jun porcelain.

But Junci went to an ordinary high school free of tuition according to the state regulations. Zhang Nian was sent to No. 1 middle school by Zhang Changming.

After all, Zhang Nian is his own, which is beyond reproach.

However, Zhang Changming, who treats Jun porcelain, is really not a thing.

Jun porcelain's hand, along the face sliding into the broken hair between the forehead.

The touch is smooth and beautiful. It is not like a face with black spots.

Remove the things on the face, this face, the skin is too good to speak of.

In memory, Jun porcelain has no way to wipe those skincare things, just rely on its own natural factors, can be like this.