Jiang Nian swears to God that she is not a person who likes to use violence. At least she is a verbally serious teacher in school.
But she really wants to take action now. Why didn't she realize that Lu Yiling was so owed before?
Her hands were one step faster than her mind. She reached out and grabbed his ears. Lu Yiling shouted exaggeratedly: "Ouch! Murdered her husband!"
"I'm telling you to be angry! I'm telling you to be proud! I'm telling you to have your first love behind my back! I'm telling you to lose your temper and bite me!" Jiang Nian said for a moment, and then he let go after his ears turned red.
Lu Yiling had never been tortured like this since he was a child. He covered his ears, his eyes were red, and he looked at Jiang Nian pitifully, "You just don't want to admit that you like me!"
"Yes, yes!" Jiang Nian crossed his arms and was too lazy to argue with him. He closed his eyes and turned away.
"Then I deleted it." Lu Yiling's tone was quite aggrieved. He pointed his fingers a few times and said hesitantly: "I don't blame you if you really slept with Ji Ci. It's because I didn't give you a sense of security. It's me who can't serve you well. As long as you don't divorce me, I will improve, Nian Nian..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Nian frowned and interrupted his thoughts impatiently. She really doubted that Lu Yiling was Tang Monk in his previous life. He must be tired of pretending to be a cold and handsome guy in front of the camera.
Lu Yuling shut his mouth wisely, started the car without any complaints, and acted as a good driver.
"I didn't sleep with him." Jiang Nian said lightly. Lu Yiling was startled and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but he still pretended to be aggrieved and said: "I won't divorce you no matter what you do!"
"Can you speak normally?" Jiang Nian's brows never relaxed.
"It's you who keeps mentioning divorce, which makes me feel insecure." Lu Yiling sighed softly, but it was not the one who blamed Jiang Nian.
Jiang Nian opened his eyes and turned to look at him and said, "You mentioned it first, okay?"
"I was wrong." Lu Yiling quickly admitted his mistake.
"……."
When Jiang Nian got home, she found that the dean had sent her messages, several of which were in the tone of someone who had experienced it, urging her to think about it. Seeing that she was not even divorced, she was afraid that the dean would worry too much, so she replied to the message: "Director, the marriage is not divorced, but something has happened. I still can't come to work today."
The director responded quickly, much faster than asking him for some matters at school. He replied almost instantly: "Okay, okay, your husband will still come to the annual meeting this year, right? Teacher Jiang, can you ask me for a few pictures?" Signed photo, my daughter likes your husband very much."
Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows, why is this last sentence so weird?
However, the dean of Good Guys was not worried about her family situation. He was just worried about whether Lu Yiling would come to the annual meeting.
The real heartbreak is not a day or two, but the accumulation of each word!
Lu Yuling Meimei took a bath. As soon as she came out of the bathroom and before she sat down on the bed, she was slapped with a postcard.
"Sign, my boss wants you to sign and take a photo, otherwise he will shoot me!" Jiang Nian threw another pen.
Lu Yuling wiped his hair, his expression changed from gloomy to clear, he hugged Jiang Niannian who was standing in front of him and said, "Niannian, you are finally willing to introduce me to your colleagues!"
Jiang Nian pushed the suddenly angry bastard and said with great disgust: "It's like they don't recognize you!"
"You never let me participate in your meetings with your colleagues or friends." Lu Yiling looked up at Jiang Nian and blinked, looking very innocent and pitiful.
"Really?" Jiang Nian couldn't remember. When she first got married, she didn't know if she could say it. Then she was too lazy to say it. Now there is no need to say it.
"But there is a colleague you must know." Jiang Nian's voice deepened, "Bai Momo came to our school and said he came through Mr. Lu's back door."
"Bai Momo?" Lu Yiling picked up the pen, put the postcard on his lap, and signed several names in succession, "Why would she think of becoming a teacher? She despises this kind of tiring and low-paying job. "
After a pause, he said, "I'm not going to target you, right?"
Jiang Nian rolled his eyes at the ceiling, "I'm here for you! I'm really annoyed by you after get off work and by her at work!"
Lu Yiling stopped writing in his hand and said thoughtfully: "I asked you why your temper has been so unstable recently. Someone has made you angry! If you don't want her to be in school, I can help you."
Jiang Nian immediately thought of Mo Sen, and she immediately refused: "No!"
Lu Yiling stared at her for a few times but didn't respond.
"The photos and scandal between Ji Ci and I didn't have any impact on you, right?" Jiang Nian suddenly remembered, but she just searched on her phone and found nothing.
"The company's public relations department has been dispatched very early. As soon as your search appears on the Internet, it will show that it does not exist." Lu Yuling responded. He was almost in his fifth year in the entertainment industry, so he still understood this.
"I'm sorry," Jiang Nianweng said angrily, "I caused you trouble."
Lu Yiling raised his eyebrows and was not in a hurry to answer. From the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Nian wringing his fingers nervously, and then he said faintly: "I'm sorry, it's no use. Nian Nian, you owe me a forgiveness card this time."
"What's the forgiveness card?" Jiang Nian was confused.
Lu Yiling finished writing a dozen postcards and looked up at Jiang Niandao, who didn't know whether he really didn't know or not and said, "Have you forgotten what you said before we went to check the surveillance?"
"Ouch -" Jiang Nian responded, secretly complaining in his heart that it was not good, it was so annoying, and he was going to take advantage of him.
As evening approached, neither of them wanted to cook, so they ordered three takeaways and sat together to eat the most comfortable meal in recent days. One of them was steamed crucian carp. Jiang Nian loved fish, but this dish had many thorns. He picked it carefully for her, but it turned out that he couldn't keep up with the speed of her eating.
She cooked two fishes at once, and after feeling at ease, her appetite was greatly increased.
I don't know if it was because she was too full, but she always felt like vomiting.
"What's wrong with you? Do you still want to eat fish? I'll pick out fish bones for you." Lu Yuling said in a concerned tone when he saw that Jiang Nian, who was sitting opposite, looked unhappy.
Jiang Nian shook his head and said feebly: "I don't know if I ate too much at one time and felt a little nauseous, but it could also be that my stomach has been bad recently."
"Want to vomit?" Lu Yiling paused with his chopsticks, thought for a while, and suddenly stood up, unable to hide his joy, "You, you are not pregnant, are you?"
Jiang Nian's expression suddenly became serious when he saw this. "No, it's only three weeks since the furthest time. Will you vomit after three weeks?"
"It seems like it's too early. Did you eat something bad?" Lu Yiling came over and touched her head.
"I guess I'm angry with you." Jiang Nian continued smoothly.
"...I always feel like we are elementary school students." Lu Yiling couldn't help but lean over Jiang Nian and nuzzle her ear, "How about going to bed early?"
Jiang Nian thought with her toes and knew what he was thinking. She pushed him away and stood up to go back to the bedroom. "I'm still preparing for lessons. If you're sleepy, go to sleep first."
After struggling like this for a day and a night, Lu Yiling was really sleepy. Jiang Nian was sitting on the bed with a notebook preparing lessons. He lay on the bed, put his arms around her waist and abdomen, with his face facing her, and fell asleep soon after. .
After working for about two hours, Jiang Nian closed the computer and put it on the bedside table. When he turned around, he saw him under the warm yellow bedroom light, and his heart softened.
His face has smooth lines, and his thick eyelashes want to be fanned. I don’t know what he is dreaming about. He will move from time to time, and his healthy-colored lips wriggle slightly, as if he wants to say something.
Jiang Nian listened curiously, but didn't hear any sound. Just as she was holding on to the bed and about to get up, the hands on her waist and abdomen tightened and pulled her down. Her center of gravity was unsteady and she fell into his arms.
"I got you!" The soft lips were pressed against the back of her sensitive ear, and the warm breath blew against the fine hairs on her ears, making her tremble. Before she could reach out to push her, the warm touch He hurriedly glanced at her ears and lips.
It's the tongue.
She closed her eyes and participated in this long-lost fight.
