An elegant smile appeared on the fair and handsome face. This smile was so tempting, but in the huge office, Luo Yanqing was the only one at the moment. His dark, ink-like eyes were full of soft color, and the corners of his lips were soft. He raised his eyebrows and said with a nice smile: "Take care of yourself. I'm very busy at work. I'm afraid I won't be able to take a vacation for a long time. However, if you have something you can't solve, just call the office. Then, I'll Find a way to get home."
Jiang Li: "I know. How are you doing lately? Have you eaten on time? Have you made milk powder before going to bed?"
Luo Yanqing: "I'm fine. I listen to you, eat on time, and prepare milk powder before going to bed." It feels really good to have someone who cares about me!
"Is there anything else?" Jiang Li asked.
Luo Yanqing shook his head subconsciously, but for a moment he thought that his wife could not be seen, so he said, "No. What about you?"
Jiang Li: "Me neither!"
Luo Yanqing: "Then this..."
Jiang Li: "Luo Yanqing?"
Just as he was about to hang up, he heard his wife's voice coming through the phone again. Luo Yanqing hurriedly responded: "I'm here."
"Send you a kiss, mua!" Jiang Li said "chirp" into the phone, and then she asked: "Did you hear it?"
Luo Yanqing's heart rate accelerated, his handsome face was very red, and at the same time, the tips of his ears were bleeding. He tried hard to calm down and said, "I heard it."
Jiang Li: "Then listen carefully: je t..." Using the six languages Luo Yanqing wrote in that love letter, Jiang Li spoke briskly and said the sentence "I like you" six times in a row.
At this moment, Luo Yanqing felt that his heartbeat was not as fast as usual, and his eyes were full of surprise: "Xiao Li, you..."
Jiang Li seemed to know what the man was going to say, and her clear voice was full of teeth: "I have been studying at home recently, reading books and looking up dictionaries, and learning from my godmother. When you come back from vacation one day, don't say that I put your bookshelf The books on the desk are messed up, otherwise, I wouldn’t want to talk to you!"
It's just six foreign languages. She didn't look in any dictionary and asked Ms. Qi for advice, but she had to speak like that at this time to avoid men from doubting her knowledge of multiple languages.
As for whether the other party would ask Ms. Qi, Jiang Li was not worried at all.
Because of Luo Yanqing's temperament, this is simply not possible.
Speaking of which, Ms. Qi was a serious college student before liberation. She not only worked in the old base areas, but also worked underground in big cities like Beicheng and Haicheng.
During a casual chat, Jiang Li learned that Ms. Qi was very proficient in two foreign languages, Russian and English.
Luo Yanqing: "Don't worry, I won't. If you want to read any book, just pick it up from the bookshelf." Listen, this is completely different from the first time the two of them met and found that the books on the bookshelf had been touched. manner.
"You can talk." Jiang Li smiled and said, "If there is nothing else, just hang up."
Luo Yanqing: "Okay, goodbye."
Jiang Li: "Goodbye."
After ending the call, Jiang Li's fox eyes were filled with smiles, she sat down on the rattan rocking chair and resumed her lying-in routine.
How to live the following days in Jiang Li's life was naturally the same as before, and in just a blink of an eye, time passed to nearly three months later.
On this day, Jiang Li sent three Xiao Mingrui to the Song family.
"Godmother, Ruirui and the others will be entrusted to your care. I will try to come back as soon as possible."
"Don't worry, there's no need to rush back early."
There are updates. . .
(End of chapter)
