A very common title.
The simplest two words hit Zhou Ji's ear, and the numbing tremor was like a live wire burning from behind the ear to the heart.
Zhou Ji stabilized her mind and pressed forward: "Scream again."
He took a sip, and the shameless people and gods were outraged: "Husband still wants to hear it."
Jiang Yue doesn’t understand what’s so good about this? He is a really weird person.
She couldn't understand a man's mind, and of course she didn't want to understand it. She didn't expect Zhou Ji to have this habit of hearing other people call him husband.
Of course Jiang Yue is willing to talk about the matter with words one more time, but only this time.
She had no idea how attractive she was, nor how strong a fire she ignited in his heart.
"Husband." Still in the same tone as before, she said confidently, "Pick up trash."
Jiang Yue might have thought that Zhou Ji, a bitch, wasn't so obedient, so she thought about it and then said, "If you don't want to, forget it."
She said innocently: "I can find another husband."
Zhou Ji: "..."
The man's joy just now was almost cooled down by these words. He rubbed his brows, looked at her innocent eyes, and laughed forcefully.
The trash can is actually not dirty either.
It's still new and there's no extra junk inside.
Zhou Ji helped her pick up the tissue paper she had just thrown in and put it into a plastic bag. He asked, "What do you want to do?"
Collecting hair has little use.
After turning over and over, the only ones I could think of were those, and they couldn't be used to cast a curse on her mother.
Jiang Yue put the plastic bag into his bag and glanced at him: "You should stop asking about things in the world."
After saying this, she frowned and looked at Zhou Ji's hands: "Hurry up and wash your hands."
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to bear it if he held her with his unwashed hand later. She's mysophobic.
Jiang Yue added: "Wash it several times more and use disinfectant water."
Zhou Ji said yes.
He went to the bathroom and wiped his fingers one by one. When he went out, she was still sitting in her original position, holding her chin and wondering what she was thinking.
Jiang Yue was indeed deep in thought. She was thinking about what Sun Chengfeng said, and she didn't know whether the fortune tellers in this world were accurate.
She should find a fortune teller to calculate whether she would have a chance to return to Jiang Country.
I always feel that fortune telling is more accurate than the little eunuch in the system.
Zhou Ji approached her and asked, "Do you want to go back?"
Jiang Yue stood up and said yes.
I just didn't expect that after the long dinner, Gu Chen hadn't left yet. He was blowing the wind at the door, his fingertips stained with ethereal fireworks. He calmly swallowed the taste of tobacco, and his throat was choked and astringent. There was someone beside him who kept saying sorry to him.
After Zhao Shuyan's socializing with her boss was over, she walked out and saw Gu Chen. She was still very guilty and kept saying sorry for accidentally causing the other person to suffer such an unreasonable disaster.
Gu Chen was not as patient as before. He smiled like a smile and spoke very coldly: "Are you pestering me?"
In one sentence, Zhao Shuyan was put to shame.
After saying the last sentence of sorry, she turned around and ran away with red eyes.
Jiang Yue saw that Zhao Shuyan seemed to be driven away by Gu Chen, and she seemed to understand but not understand. Maybe the heroine and the yandere male partner were following the sadomasochistic path of duplicity.
Gu Chen was smoking, and the streetlight shining on his face gave him a bit of indifference that he didn't usually have. After the smile at the end of his eyes disappeared, only the original coldness remained.
But when he turned around and bumped into Jiang Yue, his cold eyes quietly faded, and the smile returned to his face.
"sister in law."
Jiang Yue looked at the sky and pretended not to hear.
She was deliberately ignoring him, and both men present could see that.
Zhou Ji felt a little secretly happy in her heart. He tightly intertwined with hers, their inseparable posture was like a pair of sweet lovers.
He spoke for her and said, "I have other things to do in the evening, so your sister-in-law and I will go home first."
Although there was still a smile on Gu Chen's lips, this smile was not as pure as before. He froze, and he could tell that Zhou Ji's words had a deeper meaning.
Gu Chen said nothing.
Zhou Ji took the person and got into the car. The car door banged, and the flying snow was isolated from the outside. It also isolated the unnecessary people from their world.
Jiang Yue doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, but fortunately Zhou Ji doesn't smoke anymore.
She had smelled the faint scent of tobacco on Zhou Ji before.
At night, Jiang Yue saw the hard work Zhou Ji said when he went out. He worked really hard. Jiang Yue felt like he was fished out of the water several times.
My head is already a bit deprived of oxygen, and I am a bit confused.
She was floating, her whole body was exhausted, and she was afraid of falling, so she sat on him and hugged his neck, and finally fell asleep like this.
Perhaps because it was approaching the New Year, Zhou Ji also took a few days off.
During the past few days when he was at home, Jiang Yue and he had spent a few days in a state of confusion. They were so drunk that they couldn't remember the days.
Because of the Spring Festival, Jiang Yue's variety show recording time has been postponed for another two months.
Zhou Ji was going back to his old house to celebrate the New Year. Jiang Yue still remembered what his mother had said on the phone before, telling her not to go to Zhou's house again in the future.
So, on New Year’s Eve.
Jiang Yue told Zhou Ji directly: "Ah, I don't plan to go to your house to celebrate the New Year."
Zhou Ji was tying a tie. When he heard this, he turned around and looked at her playing the game console in the bay window. He stopped what he was doing and the tie fell loosely on his shirt. He didn't ask anything.
Jiang Yue raised her face, and she told him truthfully what happened last time, and finally said: "Your mother asked me not to go to Zhou's house again."
Zhou Ji pursed his lips, his eyes were like calm but dangerous lakes, and he said, "I will let my mother apologize to you."
He stepped forward, held her hand, and lowered his eyelashes, "Grandpa and grandma both like you very much."
Jiang Yue was a little strange: "I thought none of your Zhou family members liked me."
Zhou Ji paused, "No."
He held her little hand, squeezing the soft little hand in his palm, but it gave him a feeling that he couldn't catch it.
So long.
No matter how stupid Zhou Ji was in terms of emotions, he should have reacted and understood his own heart.
This is nothing to deny.
He likes Jiang Yue.
He likes her arrogance, innocence, cunning, and indifference; even her bad temper, he likes her very much.
Crushed into pieces, it was quietly hidden in the bones and melted in the blood.
The four words "I like you" have reached the throat and are about to come out. At the moment when they are about to be spoken, they are interrupted by the ding of the mobile phone.
There is an extra email in Jiang Yue's mobile phone mailbox.
When she saw the sender, she subconsciously turned sideways to avoid Zhou Ji, and glanced at the email twice with her back to him.
It was from the lawyer she hired, and she finally drafted and revised the divorce agreement.
