"Old, old Comrade Jiang, if you have something to say, don't, don't move your hands and feet. Su Yijia couldn't break free, and tried to discuss with good words.

Then, Mr. Jiang saw Su Yijia's Baidu Q&A. Then, Mr. Jiang saw Su Yijia's Baidu Q&A.

Mr. Jiang moved his shoulders and did not speak. Mr. Jiang retracted his gaze, probably angry, he got out of bed and went directly into the bathroom, ignoring her.

Mr. Jiang stretched out his hand and said faintly,

"The meat is gone. "It's not as soft as it used to be. Then, Mr. Jiang saw Su Yijia's Baidu Q&A.

At this time, Su Yijia was still tirelessly unilaterally coaxing the sulking Mr. Jiang, but she didn't know that Mr. Jiang had been angry with her.

Who knew that Mr. Jiang behind him was not satisfied with taking advantage of it, so he actually reached out and pinched her belly, and after pinching it, he let out a sigh, as if he was regretting something.

Ignoring his wife and son, after eating, he wiped his mouth, took his briefcase, and left without saying a word.

When Su Yijia came back from washing, he saw Mr. Jiang sitting on the bed, looking at the wall expressionlessly, as if he had heard the movement, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Su Yijia, his eyes were very indifferent, and he fell on her, as if he had substance, which made people very uncomfortable.

After about ten minutes, Su Yijia's mobile phone began to tinkle, and Baidu kept pushing it.

At this time, Su Yijia was still tirelessly unilaterally coaxing the sulking Mr. Jiang, but she didn't know that Mr. Jiang had been angry with her.

The little wife must have disliked him for being old, so she didn't pay attention to her image in front of him. Ignoring his wife and son, after eating, he wiped his mouth, took his briefcase, and left without saying a word.

The next morning. Su Yijia: "......" Su Yijia blinked, squinted and smiled.

Su Yijia whispered,

"That dress, you don't like it, I won't wear it in the future, don't be so stingy. Su Yijia paused and gave a little thumbs,

"Okay...... It's a little bit. After all, in the first two or three months, Mr. Jiang in her eyes was still a handsome young man, but she suddenly became an uncle, and she felt a little regretful.

When she woke up, it was not yet six o'clock, and Mr. Jiang had not woken up yet, Su Yijia quietly removed Mr. Jiang's hand, then took the mobile phone on the bedside and started Baidu.

…… Mr. Jiang moved his shoulders and did not speak. Ignoring his wife and son, after eating, he wiped his mouth, took his briefcase, and left without saying a word.

Mr. Jiang twisted his eyebrows fiercely, what kind of mess is this? Mr. Jiang glared at her expressionlessly, turned over on the bed, turned his back to Su Yijia, and began to sleep.

What's going on with this suddenly wolf-proof expression?

"Huh?" Su Yijia looked at him. After about ten minutes, Su Yijia's mobile phone began to tinkle, and Baidu kept pushing it.

Dressed so well in front of others outside, dressed like this in front of him at home!

Jiang Dongyu turned his head and said suddenly,

"Mom, do you know why my dad is angry?" Mr. Jiang listened to the soft words of his little wife, and the unhappiness in his heart finally disappeared a little, he turned his body and looked at Su Yijia and said,

"Go to sleep, it's not early. When Su Yijia came back from washing, he saw Mr. Jiang sitting on the bed, looking at the wall expressionlessly, as if he heard the movement, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Su Yijia, his eyes were very indifferent, and he fell on her, as if he had substance, which made people very uncomfortable.

Su Yijia shook her head and thought, probably Mr. Jiang is really menopause early. Besides, Mr. Jiang, who was pushed and rejected by the flustered Su Yijia, felt even more unhappy, snorted coldly, his hand was as steady as a rock, and he hugged it tighter, no matter how Su Yijia moved, he couldn't move a bit.

Don't look at Mr. Jiang as a university professor, he looks polite and polite like a weak scholar, in fact, he has been exercising all these years, and he also has the habit of running every morning, and his strength is not comparable to Su Yijia, who has just exercised for more than two months.

After going out, Su Yijia wore a fat and gaudy red shirt on her upper body and fat loose house pants on her lower body, and dangled in front of Mr. Jiang several times, and Mr. Jiang's face sank for a while.

Just when Su Yijia was walking around for the tenth time, Mr. Jiang finally couldn't bear it anymore and put down the book in his hand.

…… Jiang Dongyu said again,

"When you go back to your room later, remember to change your clothes. Who knew that this sentence of old ginger pierced Mr. Jiang's heart again, his eyes were faint, and he glanced at his little wife, and his heart was very unhappy.

finally sighed, but in the end he still knew that he would take care of her, and it was cool

With an "oh" sound, he literally flipped off her and lay on the bed with his back to her. She thought of something in hindsight, poked Mr. Jiang's shoulder, and muttered,

"Hey, aren't you happy?" Mr. Jiang ignored her, she was a little depressed in her heart, and for the sake of the harmony of husband and wife, she was ready to take the initiative to soften.

Cheng Chengcheng, who made her his wife, satisfy him. Su Yijia was stunned,

"Didn't you say you like this?" At this time, Su Yijia was still tirelessly unilaterally coaxing the sulking Mr. Jiang, but she didn't know that Mr. Jiang had been angry with her.

At this time, Su Yijia was still tirelessly unilaterally coaxing the sulking Mr. Jiang, but she didn't know that Mr. Jiang had been angry with her.