89 The rich man is running away and the husband is busy (39)

"I was thinking, you are already so rich, why do you still ask me for interest?"

Yes, why?

Jiang Lin's brows twitched slightly, remembering the first time they met and leaving her on the side of the road.

At that time, the poor little girl was sitting on the steps wearing a thick white wedding dress, and the hem of the dress was accidentally stained with dust.

No money, no place to go. Her beautiful eyes stared at him with moist eyes, and her little hands held the hem of his suit.

He thought that this must be the worst bride he had ever seen.

He could have found a place for her to stay, but he still took the little girl home.

Interest is just to find an excuse for your own heartbeat. Let the few meetings every day have a reasonable reason.

After thinking about it, the man looked forward and smiled lightly:

"Who said interest must be settled with money?"

He put the computer on the coffee table, lifted Suna's chin with his fingers, and said with unclear meaning:

"I want physical repayment."

? ? ?

Suna was stunned and blinked her almond-shaped eyes. Where is her innocent CEO?

Could this person adapt so quickly?

Seeing her dumb reaction, Jiang Lin casually tickled the bridge of her nose.

I must be thinking about something again.

Jiang Lin straightened her up. The little girl was swaying around and was still unhappy. He said helplessly:

"Sit tight, I'm going to cook."

Suna watched him walking towards the kitchen and remembered the floral apron she bought at the supermarket downstairs last time.

Hey hey hey!

She followed into the kitchen and opened the drawer under the stove.

Sure enough, it's here.

Suna waved to Jiang Lin and said excitedly:

"come here."

The man held the spatula and walked over obediently. Suna put her feet up and put the top of the floral apron on him.

Jiang Lin watched her movements quietly, and the other party turned behind her and tied a symmetrical bow for him.

"..."

Forget it, as long as she is happy.

The man cooked the vegetables silently, his movements methodical. Her eyebrows are delicate and picturesque, and even wearing a girly apron doesn't look out of place.

Monster, where do you come from? !

"I like Ah Lin."

Jiang Lin didn't expect that she would suddenly confess her love, and paused briefly while cooking. He raised his other hand to his lips and coughed twice.

"Um."

Upon hearing this answer, the little girl was immediately dissatisfied. Jumped over and grabbed his arm, glaring at him, "Don't you like me?"

"like."

"Who do you like?"

"you."

"who I am?"

"Na Bao."

Only then did Suna let him go. The inexperienced man needed to be trained well.

"So you know how to answer that?"

Jiang Lin was amused by her reaction and said softly:

"I like Nabao."

Hum!

Suna held his neck and slapped his face hard, as if he was deliberately making trouble.

Then I went to help wash the vegetables.

She put all the vegetables that needed to be washed into the sink and rubbed them carefully one by one.

Huh? No chili.

"How do you know I don't like spicy food?"

Jiang Lin lowered his eyelashes and answered while cutting vegetables.

"I don't know, I just don't think you like it."

It's like it's been engraved in my brain since I was born, and the impression will be automatically generated after meeting her.

No logic.

The man's usually calm and indifferent expression showed slight confusion, and he turned to look at her.

"Have we been together in the last life?"

Otherwise, why does it always feel familiar.

Suna pouted and followed him and said:

"Yes, you were very kind to me in your last life! You were always proactive."

Unlike in this life, it's actually the other way around. Her Alin turned into an awkward CEO.

Jiang Lin just thought she was joking, washed his hands and dried them, touched her head skillfully, and coaxed softly: