Fang suppressed the low laughter in his throat and his expression became serious.
Slowly, her clear and clear fox eyes filled with tenderness and revealed a shy look.
"Luo Yanqing..."
Whispering in her mouth, what does someone want her to say? I gave her a free verse that was too subtle, but it was written in French, German, and Russian... I wrote this free verse in six languages. At the end of each time, One important note: I like you!
Jiang Li suspected that most men knew more than six languages. She just thought this man was too boring! If you want to express your feelings to her, why are you testing her IQ?
Yes, she had shown her language talent in front of him, but she only showed that she could speak fluent English. As for other languages, she had never spoken them.
Isn't he afraid that she won't understand?
Well, someone took this into consideration.
Because the sixth language is English, well, looking through the letter paper, when Jiang Li put his eyes on the last piece of paper, a big smile appeared on his beautiful face: "You still know how to use Write it to me in our own language, okay, I get it, you like me!"
Is it difficult for you to say "I like you"? Also, with your innocent and cute gourd-like appearance, it is probably more difficult for you to say "I like you" in front of me than it is for you to overcome difficulties when doing projects in the laboratory.
"Idiot! I accept your favor!"
Her beautiful fox eyes were quietly locked on the pieces of letter paper in her hand. Jiang Li smiled with a smile on her lips: "I like you too! This letter is the best New Year gift I have ever received. I will keep it well."
To be honest, judging from the free verse written by the man, it doesn’t look like he has a background in science and engineering.
The reason why Jiang Li concluded that this free verse poem was written by a man and not copied from that book is very simple. The wording and sentence making in the poem are very word-conscious, like Professor Jin Luo's style.
And her intuition was also telling her that the free verse she was holding in her hand was definitely and definitely written by someone...
At around nine-thirty, Jiang Li carried the gifts and prepared to go out with his three Zaizai.
She was going to her grandma's house to be a guest. After all, she invited her again and again before she came home on New Year's Eve and emphasized that she would be waiting for her at home on the third day of the new year.
Since you have promised something good, you cannot break your promise.
Jiang Li thought about it, waited for him to leave the compound, and took a taxi to Grandma Yu's house.
Speaking of which, before going to bed last night, Jiang Li asked Luo Yanqing about taxis, and the response he received was that taxis exist in big cities like Beicheng and Haicheng, but there are not many of them.
It's not much, about 200 vehicles.
reason?
One is the control issue, the other is that people are used to being thrifty and don’t want to spend too much, and the other is that they are worried about the negative impact.
But Jiang Li couldn't care too much now. After all, she was not going out alone, but with her three children. It would be really inconvenient to take the bus.
What's more, she was holding a gift in her hand. Not to mention whether she could take care of the three children on the bus, even while walking on the road, it was difficult to think about it.
Jiang Li didn't want to take risks, so it was necessary to take a taxi when going out today.
However, what Jiang Li didn't expect was that just as she was walking out of the living room with her three children, the courtyard door was knocked.
"Who?"
Inviting the three little ones to follow, she took two quick steps with the gift, opened the courtyard door, and saw a middle-aged gay man who was honest and smiling. The other party said: "Hello, comrade, you are Comrade Jiang Li, right?" Bar?"
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