Chapter 270

A week after Jiang Yi returned to Linxi, he finished handling things and helped Tang Xue straighten out the company before going back.

Tang Xue's stomach has been five months old, and Jiang's father took a long leave to feed Tang Xue at home every day.

Jiang Yi couldn't bear to look at it.

The company was taken over by Mr. Jiang, but the old man was only responsible for some trivial matters, and Tang Xue was still needed to sign the big project.

Father Jiang really wanted to help Tang Xue deal with it.

But Tang Xue thought he was too much of a hindrance, so he was only allowed to move in the kitchen and was not allowed to touch her study.

Therefore, as soon as Jiang Yi came back, Tang Xue was much more relaxed.

I also took several projects with me when I left.

On the day he went to Nanto, it happened that Lin Wu was studying on his own.

When he came back, he didn't tell Lin Wu, he only asked Lin Wu which classroom it was, and slipped in through the back door.

Lin Wu only asked casually, so he turned off his mobile phone and concentrated on the question.

The school arranged another competition for her two days ago.

in Singapore.

I'll be gone in two days.

She hadn't figured out how to talk to Jiang Yi yet.

Jiang Yi sat down behind her.

The little girl wore a white shirt today, and her hair, which had grown to the position of a butterfly bone, was simply draped behind her back.

Her hair had faded and had long since fallen back to black.

The contrast between black and white makes her look well-behaved and quiet.

Jiang Yi's mischievous heart rose, asked the person next to him for a pen, and poked Lin Wu's back.

Lin Wu thought that he had accidentally touched it, and moved forward without raising his head.

Jiang Yi saw that she ignored herself, and poked again.

Lin Wu moved forward again.

He frowned, thinking that the little girl was quite stubborn, and threw the pen directly on her desk, making a noise.

The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet study room. Courier

Lin Wu nodded to the people who were looking around him to show his apologies.

After they looked away, she turned around with the book, but her eyes did not move to stare at the table on the book, and whispered, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

It's okay, she still has to brush up on the questions.

Jiang Yi hooked her lips and covered her book: "It's okay." ”

"Then you ......"

Her words stopped at her lips, looked at the young man in front of her, and winked with joy.

"Can I go?"

Lin Wu nodded, wrote a note and stuffed it under the elbow of Mu Qingqing, who was sleeping with headphones next to him, and then walked away from the back door with his bag.

This classroom is specially opened by the school to students who have nothing to do, and there is usually no teacher to supervise it, and students come and go freely, all on their own self-awareness.

"When did you come back?"

Jiang Yi naturally took Lin Wu's hand, took her bag and carried it on her back: "I just came back." ”

"Then you didn't go back to the dormitory?"

"No, I haven't seen my girlfriend in a long time, I have to come to her first?"

His other hand pinched Lin Wu's little face.

Lin Wu let go of his hand: "I think you should, go back to the dormitory first and take a rest." ”

Jiang Yi's face was faintly tired, and she was a little distressed when she saw it.

"Don't go back to the dormitory."

Jiang Yi took her hand and kissed her on the lips, "I found a place where I can take a good rest." ”

He drove to a neighborhood and parked in front of a small separate building.

He took out the key and led Lin Wu inside.

The decoration inside is very simple, and there is no life at all.

"This house belongs to my uncle, he knows that I am still in the dormitory here, and he is afraid that I will not be used to living in it, so he gave me the key."

Jiang Beihuan likes to buy houses everywhere, and then he doesn't move in after the decoration is done properly, and he doesn't rent it to others, it's just a lot of money.

This is the house he bought before.