Jiang Qin Was a Shaking Car

Winter mornings were already bright, but dawn had yet to arrive. A thin mist hung over the streets, and every passerby breathed out clouds of white vapor.

Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong came out of the bedroom and found that their son and Nan Shu still seemed to be asleep, so they left breakfast on the table and went to work.

When they reached the ground floor, they ran into Aunt Li from across the hall, who was taking her grandson for a walk. She kept calling, "Grandma, grandma!"

Seeing this, Yuan Youqin couldn't help falling into deep thought.

Her Dog Son and Nan Shu were still only friends. When would she finally get to hold her grandchild?

Come to think of it, a grandchild was secondary. But until she married Nan Shu into the family, Yuan Youqin always felt a little uneasy.

Meanwhile, Feng Nanshu had gotten up early. Wearing a dazed, foolish expression, she came to the bathroom and began brushing her teeth. Jiang Qin came out of the Nanny's Room, drank a glass of water in the kitchen, and silently stood behind her, watching.

"Where are Mom and Dad?"

"They went to work. They left breakfast on the table."

"Why do you look so beautiful without makeup? You wicked Good Friend."

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A few minutes later, Feng Nanshu suddenly furrowed her brow slightly and bit her lip. She kept muttering "bad person" under her breath, her face flushed as though it might drip water.

At the same time, the mirror in the bathroom began to shake continuously.

A young university student absolutely couldn't see a Good Friend who was too beautiful right after waking up in the morning, because there was simply no way to control himself.

The Little Rich Woman was leaning over the sink, afraid