In mid-November, the weather had turned cooler, ginger jiu put on a windbreaker, left work on time, and walked out of the office.

Chen Qinggang came out of the secretary's room, and when he saw the back of Jiang Jiu leaving, he also had to sigh: It is said that marriage is the grave of love, but for Jiang Jiu, marrying Wen Xili, her whole spirit is different, that delicate energy is like a nourished and extremely nutritious rose, so bright that people dare not look at her directly.

She was already very beautiful, but now she is no longer beautiful to describe, as if she has absorbed the essence of an unknown number of boys and girls, and at a glance, she feels that she wants to hook people's souls.

Chen Qing, a straight man with a wife and children who are hot on the kang, sometimes doesn't dare to look directly at Jiang Jiu's face, and always feels that those watery eyes are thrilling at a glance.

The state of ginger wine has lasted for more than two months, and as soon as it shows up, the company doesn't know how many unmarried boys will take away the spring hearts, and the marriage rate of Jiang's group employees is about to hit a new low.

Here Chen Qing is worried about the marriage rate of her company's employees, and over there Jiang Jiu has already driven her silver BMW out of the underground parking lot, she went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of sunflowers, and then sent a WeChat message to Wen Xili: Xili, I'm off work.

There was no response, but the message showed that it had been read, indicating that Wen Xili already knew.

Jiang Jiu hooked his lips and said again: Xili, I want to eat outside.

Wen Xili finally replied: I don't want to go out today. Eat at home, well-behaved.

The last word makes the curvature of the corners of the ginger lips more and more obvious.

She had been living with Wen Xili for two months, but they had not been in a relationship.

She knew that although Wen Xili had accepted her closeness and adhered to his duty as a husband, he did not want to sleep with her.

She probably understands all kinds of reasons.

She can wait.

For her, the little approach allowed by Wen Xili was already a firework in her heart.

She was almost in love with him.

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When he got home, Jiang Jiu walked in with a sunflower, and Wen Xili walked down from the upper floor, dressed in white and black pants, with a long body and picturesque eyebrows.

She handed the sunflower to the servant, ran over and put her arm around the man's waist, buried her face in his arms, and took a deep breath.

Wen Xili was a little puzzled: "What are you doing?" ”

"Suck you."

Wen Xili: "......??? ”

Jiang Jiu raised her head, her eyes were already bright, she reached out to hold his neck, and coquettishly treated him: "Xili, I'm hungry." ”

Wen Xili said lightly: "Dinner will be ready in half an hour, you go to the kitchen to find something to eat." ”

Jiang Jiu pouted, "Forget it, I want to eat with you." ”

Wen Xili tore off the ginger wine stuck to his body, and walked towards the hall, and the ginger wine followed behind him: "Xili, let me tell you......"

She chattered around him, telling him about the interesting things that happened in the company today, Wen Xili took a book in his hand to read, and occasionally echoed her, until Jiang Jiu said that he was tired, drank saliva, and obediently leaned on his arms to read with him.

Most of the books Wen Xili reads are incomprehensible to Jiang Jiu, and he will not tell her what he has read, but for her, being able to sit with him and enjoy this moment of tranquility is the biggest motivation for her to work hard all day.

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After dinner, it was already dark.

Ginger Wine walked to the door and stretched, feeling the evening breeze carrying the damp moisture.

She looked up and saw that the sunset had been submerged in dark clouds, and the sky was black and oppressive, as if it was going to rain in the next second.

Originally, I wanted to take Wen Xili out to press the road, but now it's in the soup.

Jiang Jiu stood at the door, sighed softly, turned his head, and saw that Wen Xili, an otaku, had already stepped on his slippers and went upstairs lazily.

This guy went upstairs to rest after eating, and he didn't know how to maintain his eight-pack abs.

Did she exercise while she was at work?

Jiang Jiu pursed his lips, watched the news downstairs for a while, and when the news broadcast ended, he also went upstairs to the study to work.

I don't know how long, there was a sudden knock at the door of the study, Jiang Jiu's thoughts were forcibly withdrawn from the computer, she rubbed her temples, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

"Miss Jiang, someone is looking for you outside the door." The cautious voice of the maid at the door.

Someone looking for it?

Jiang Jiu frowned, let go of the mouse, opened the door and asked the maid, "Who is it?" ”

"It's a young pregnant woman." When the maid saw her, she seemed a little nervous, and her voice was cautious, "She wants to see Mr. Wen." ”

The trivial things at home are in charge of ginger wine, and the servants are also recruited by her, and all big and small things will come to tell ginger wine in advance, and then tell Wen Xili.

When Jiang Jiu heard this, her expression instantly turned cold, she didn't say anything, she only said to the servant: "I'll go down and take a look, you don't have to tell him." ”

"Yes." The servant answered and walked away.

Jiang Jiu had a calm face and came to the gate of the villa alone.

It was raining sharply, the autumn rain was continuous, and people were shivering, Jiang Jiu walked over, looking at Jiang Caiwei, who was wet and stopped at the door by the doorman, her face was not gentle.

"What are you doing here?" She said.

When Jiang Caiwei saw her, she cringed for a moment, for this sister, she had fear and inferiority engraved in her bones.

But the desire to survive forced her to cheer up, and she said to Jiang Jiu: "Sister, can you let me see Xili?" I have something to ask him for......"

Jiang Jiu looked at her with only two words: "No." ”

"Sister," Jiang Caiwei pleaded, "I really have something to see him, I really can't help it, please let me see her." ”

She looked sad, with a big belly, and looked pitiful.

Jiang Jiu looked at her and thought of the scene a few months ago, when she came to her bedroom in a grand manner and begged her to give her Wen Xi's courtesy, and the boredom in her heart increased.

She and Wen Xili finally got along, why did she bother her?

is already pregnant with Ling Zihan's child, and she comes to provoke Wen Xili again, can't she be a little forced?

Knowing that she likes Wen Xili, but still robbing her and occupying Wen Xili's heart, isn't it enough? It's enough, is it that she must pack her and He Chunbai abroad so that she doesn't appear in front of her eyes and annoy her?!

In the pale light of the night, Jiang Jiu's face was as cold and merciless as an ice and snow sculpture, and she stood at the door and said to the doorman, "Don't let her in." Let her. ”

With that, she turned and left.

A delicate and miserable white hand grabbed her clothes tightly, Jiang Caiwei begged with a crying voice: "Sister, let me see Xili, I only have him left......"

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