My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Jiang's mother doesn't need Jiang's father's consent, as long as she agrees, it's OK. Anyway, it's impossible for Jiang's father to take care of it. Whether it's a big deal or a small deal, she has the final say?

It was only later that Jiang Anzhi knew Jiang Ma's intention to hold a birthday party, and he couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

Although his father's birthday had nothing to do with Zhuang Nan and the others, Jiang Anzhi honestly sent an invitation to the group protecting the little sweetheart.

Jiang Anzhi: Dear friends, on April 30th, my father will hold a birthday banquet. If you are free, please come and have a cup of birthday wine together.

Zhuang Nan:?

Qin Zhuo:? ?

Feng Lanchu: My father-in-law's birthday, I would like to invite everyone to dinner.

Zhuang Nan: That's it, no problem.

Qin Zhuo: Wow, is it a family banquet? I am now applying to my agent for a slot.

Li Yue: @江安之, definitely going to the banquet.

Li Yue: @风兰初, no problem, definitely come.

Looking at the people in the group who immediately nodded in agreement without saying a word, Jiang Anzhi and Feng Lanchu couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Ma stared at them after sending the message, and after getting the result she wanted, she happily called Jiang Dad to leave.

"By the way, let me talk about Mingming. Just leave it alone." Jiang Ma told Feng Lanchu worriedly.

Speaking of familiarity, the friendship between Teacher Xiaofeng's mother fan and Teacher Xiaofeng's senior sister is not necessarily much shallower than Teacher Xiaofeng's.

Feng Lanchu naturally nodded repeatedly, not arguing with her.

After sending the two elders out, the family of three prepared to wash and go to bed.

Jiang Anzhi was still in charge of taking Jiang Che to wash up.

At this time Jiang Che was a little disgusted: "Father, you always tell me to pay attention to hygiene, but why didn't you do it yourself?"

"Eh?" Jiang Anzhi doesn't care about hygiene? can't you? At the beginning, Feng Lan seemed to hear something novel, and her attention was all attracted by Young Master Jiang.

When Jiang Che saw Feng Lan looking at him for the first time, he immediately raised his voice and said, "Mom, just now Dad... ummmm..."

Before Jiang Che finished speaking, Jiang Anzhi covered his mouth and carried it on his shoulder. Jiang Anzhi glanced at Jiang Che coolly: "It's getting deeper and the dew is heavier. Hurry up and take a bath and sleep."

Young Master Jiang placed on Jiang Che's shoulder like a sandbag repeatedly calling for help to Feng Lanchu, but his mouth was covered by Jiang Anzhi, and he could only make a sound of um, huh, huh, huh.

Feng Lanchu helplessly watched the interaction between the father and son, and followed them at a leisurely pace.

After that, Jiang Anzhi carried Jiang Che to his room, and Feng Lanchu consciously went back to the master bedroom.

Being used to being trained by the cleanliness Uncle Jiang, Feng Lanchu went to the bathroom to wash again before going to bed. Looking at the red marks on her chest and waist, Feng Lanchu shook her head again and again. Uncle Jiang hid Meng Lang's side under his clothes, and he was well versed in the art of seeing blind spots.

Look at his masterpiece, if you don't lift the clothes, who knows what she will endure.

As soon as Feng Lanchu changed into her pajamas and came out, she saw Jiang Anzhi returning, still holding Jiang Che in her arms.

"?" Feng Lanchu.

"Hey." Jiang Che warmly greeted Teacher Xiaofeng.

"Who are you two?" Feng Lanchu was a little confused about the course of action of the two of them.

Jiang Anzhi rubbed his nose: "Jiang Che said he hasn't seen us for a long time and wants to sleep with us."

In fact, it was the result of negotiations between father and son.

Jiang Che is willing to stop talking about Jiang Anzhi Guangliu, provided that he wants to sleep with them tonight.

Jiang Anzhi frowned and thought for a while: "You can sleep with us, but you can't sleep in the middle."

After all, Young Master Jiang's hands are very dark, and it's better for one person to be beaten than both of them.

"Okay." Jiang Che readily agreed.