Chapter 331 This man is a real dog!

Thinking back to his life before he came to this world, Jiang Li spoke out unconsciously.

To be honest, her current food, accommodation and transportation are incomparable to those before.

Under such conditions, being a salted fish is quite hard for her.

After a long silence, Luo Yanqing said, "I will try my best to let you live in the villa."

"Then I'll be waiting!"

Gathering up his thoughts, Jiang Li curved the corners of his lips in a nice curve: "Professor Luo, come on!" It's so cute. When she heard that she wanted to live in a big villa, he wanted to work hard to buy a villa for her to live in. This person is really thoughtful!

Luo Yan's face turned hot: "...go to sleep."

Jiang Li: "..." He almost rolled his eyes. At this moment, Jiang Li felt that the man was a bit embarrassing.

We were obviously having a good chat, why did the words "Let's sleep" suddenly pop up?

This man is a real dog! The good atmosphere was ruined like this. Could it be that... could it be that I have been pure and reticent for a long time and want to be a monk all my life?

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A moment later.

Jiang Li shook her head in her mind to get rid of the messy thoughts in her mind. She said no more and turned over to lie on her side.

Luo Yanqing was lying on his back. He noticed the movement of his little wife next to him. He turned his head and saw Jiang Li lying on his side with his back to him.

Seems angry?

Why?

Why is she angry?

Luo Yanqing was puzzled and couldn't help but ask: "Are you angry?"

Jiang Li didn't respond.

"Did I say something wrong?" Luo Yanqing moved his body slightly closer to his little wife, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and gently touched Jiang Li's shoulder: "If you don't want to sleep, then I will continue to talk to you."

Jiang Li: "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow." That's it, let everything take its course!

Luo Yanqing: "Are you not angry?"

Jiang Li: "You are prone to aging when you are angry. I will not be in trouble with myself."

"I thought you were angry with me." Luo Yanqing's tense heartstrings secretly relaxed: "My reaction to things in life will be slower. If you think there is something wrong with me, just tell me directly. "

Jiang Li: "What then?"

Luo Yanqing: "I will change it."

"Okay, I get it." Man, you are really slow when it comes to feelings! At this moment, Jiang Li was very curious about how the person lying next to him got along with his late ex-wife in the previous marriage.

But being curious, she would never take the initiative to ask.

reason?

That's personal privacy.

The next day, when the sky was still dark, Jiang Guoan got up, packed up a little, and prepared to go to the unit.

"Brother, if you have enough time, you can eat the dumplings before leaving."

Jiang Li cooked the dumplings and brought them to the table, and asked Jiang Guoan to sit down and eat.

"good."

Jiang Guoan nodded, and in a blink of an eye, he dipped in the juice and finished the plate of chubby meat dumplings in front of him.

"You don't need to wash it. You're in a hurry. Come on, I'll see you off." Seeing Jiang Guoan pick up the chopsticks and plates, Jiang Li hurriedly stopped her. Then, she looked at Luo Yanqing and said, "I'll see you off." Brother, if Ruirui and the others wake up, please be more careful and wait until I come back to cook dumplings for them separately."

Luo Yanqing naturally had no objection.

After sending Jiang Guoan to the entrance of the courtyard, watching Jiang Li and Jiang Guoan walk away, Luo Yanqing returned to the courtyard.

"Since I went to your unit that time, that lesbian hasn't pestered you anymore, right?"

Upon hearing Jiang Li's words, Jiang Guoan almost stopped smiling instantly. Sensing that his mood was not right, Jiang Li frowned: "Is it possible that the lesbian is still pestering me and won't let go?"

"The reason why I came late last night was because Yang Zijuan stopped me downstairs in the dormitory." Speaking of being stopped by Yang Zijuan, Jiang Guoan's tone became colder:

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