"What do you mean I don't know?"

Li Jiaen, who didn't hear the accurate news, suddenly lowered his face, and even forgot about being at her house.

Squeezed around Sang Ji on the sofa, pestered her and asked, "You told me!" ”

Sang Ji was helpless.

She pursed her cherry lips, her eyes coquettish, "I really don't know." ”

“……”

Li Jiaen was also helpless, with a sigh and eagerness in his tone: "If it is done, it will be done, and if it is not achieved, it will not be done!" ”

"I ......" Before Sang Ji could say anything, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "It seems to have been, but it doesn't seem to have been done." ”

"......" Li Jiaen was speechless.

She asked bluntly: "Then did he confess?" ”

"Huh?" Sang Ji was stunned.

Li Jiaen looked at her stunned expression and was stunned.

She raised her hand, grabbed Sang Ji's shoulder and shook it anxiously, "Have you confessed?" ”

"Like...... No. Sang Ji relieved himself and looked at Li Jiaen with a daze in his eyes.

Seeing her face that was about to cry, Li Jiaen's mind spun in circles quickly, and he pretended to let go of her arm easily, "That's it." ”

"Huh?" Sang Ji was stunned again, "Why, isn't there no confession?" ”

"Cut—" Li Jiaen stood up with a disdainful expression.

"People who confess and confirm the relationship are superficial," Li Jiaen said seriously and walked towards the kitchen, "It's normal that you don't understand, there are many twists and turns buried in it, with your IQ, I'm afraid you won't understand it for a while." ”

"What does that mean?" Sang Ji had already been wrapped around by Li Jiaen, and he blinked in confusion.

"You can't say this with your mouth, you can be proud." After Li Jiaen finished speaking, he quickly slipped into the kitchen and quickly shifted the person he was talking to, "Auntie, are you making lunch?" ”

"Yes," Rong's mother also had a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, "It's almost ten o'clock, hurry up and prepare lunch for you, eat well and go to school." ”

"Then I'll help you." Li Jiaen squinted his eyes and laughed happily, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the ingredients placed next to the sink is dry, "I haven't learned how to stir-fry yet, help you get started." ”

"Okay." Rong's mother didn't refuse, and nodded with a smile.

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Four dishes and one soup, and half of each person's favorite dishes.

After eating, as Rong's mother said, take a short break and go to school.

"Your family is so big."

Li Jiaen and Sang Ji walked side by side on campus, both with sweet smiles on their faces.

"Well, it's pretty big." Sang Ji hung his head and said in a light tone.

Li Jiaen listened to her modest words, brushed the ground and turned his head to look over, slightly excited.

"What do you mean by a big deal!" As she spoke, she opened her arms and waved at the huge campus, "It's time to catch up with this school!" ”

Sang Ji pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer.

Then, Li Jiaen also pestered her to ask some questions about the work of her parents and family one after another, and was taken by Sang Ji one by one.

In the end, it was Su Yuan who came to her for a date before she let go of the questioning.

Sanki returned to the dormitory alone, with empty beds and no one as before.

She sat down in her chair with a gentle step.

Sang Ji took out his mobile phone and put it on the table, supporting his chin with both hands and staring at the screen, waiting for the moment when it lit up for Xu Jiamu.

She had cut off contact with Xu Jiamu for several hours, and she was always anxious to talk to him.

Only contact and speaking can alleviate the pain of lovesickness.

Otherwise, the heart will always be itchy, the brain will be doubtful, and the gains and losses will be constantly suffering.