Chapter 294: A Happy and Sweet Life (8)
Li Jiaen spat out a cloudy breath and glared at Su Yuan, "If you don't tell the truth, will you be single?" β
"I think it's cute to have a little meat like Miss Li, and although it's meaty, she's still in good shape." Rong's mother paused to roll the skin, and adjusted the atmosphere in a timely voice.
Listening to Rong's mother's words, Li Jiaen's breath instantly cleared, "Alas - in today's society, there is a lack of people like Rong's mother who speak well and love to tell the truth." β
"The point is to speak nicely, right?" Sang Ji grabbed the key word and immediately said, "I don't usually know, but you are so self-aware." β
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Li Jiaen's just smooth anger was blocked again, and he pursed his mouth and simply didn't speak.
But Li Jiaen was angry for a while and couldn't help but reach out and dip it in the wet powder, leaning over and touching it when Sang Ji wasn't paying attention, "Hmph, I don't usually have so many words from you." β
Xu Jiamu saw that his future wife was being bullied, frowned, grabbed the wet powder, and handed it to Sang Ji, "Take it back." β
"Don't!" Li Jiaen smiled and stood up and prepared to run away, "You are not naΓ―ve. β
Sang Ji has just started to play, and he will not let go of Li Jiaen at all.
She put her whole palm into the basin, stuck the wet powder, got up, and rushed over to grab Li Jiaen.
Su Yuan smiled, Xu Jiamu also looked at it and smiled, the two men had no intention of helping, so let the two girls make trouble.
When you've laughed enough, you stop.
Li Jiaen couldn't run and sat on the ground, but stubbornly held his position, stretched out his hand to Sang Ji who rushed over to wipe his face, rubbed it twice on Sang Ji's palms stained with flour, and then turned his head to avoid Sang Ji's attack and then smeared powder on Sang Ji's face.
"Hmm-" Sang Ji, who was recruited, tilted his head in disgust.
In this way, two laughing girls sit on the ground and hurt each other.
When the flour was sticking all over his body, Sang Ji stopped attacking and Li Jiaen fell down on one side and lay on the floor covered with soft carpet.
"Miss," Rong's mother, who didn't hear the frolicking sound, turned her head to look at it, and saw that the two of them were lying on one side panting and frowning, "It's cold on the ground, if you want to lie down, go back to the room and take a shower and lie on the bed." β
Sang Ji listened to Rong's mother's nagging, and only felt that his heart was hot.
Lying on the ground, she heard the voice, turned her head to look over and smiled stupidly at Jinrong's mother's worried eyes.
"Miss," Rong's mother saw that Sang Ji didn't listen, and was about to continue chattering, "It's cold and the floor is even colder, so hurry up so as not to get sick." β
Xu Jiamu put the wrapped dumplings in his hand in the oiled tray and turned his head to look over.
Receiving Xu Jiamu's eyes, which were colder than the weather, Sang Ji sat up suddenly, "I...... I went to take a shower. β
She seemed to be so frightened that her mouth trembled, and she raised her hand and pointed to the second floor in a daze.
"Hmm." Xu Jiamu retracted his gaze and continued to pick up the dumpling wrappers and hold them.
"Wait for me, I'll go too!" Li Jiaen followed and got up, caught up with Sang Ji's footsteps and went up to the second floor side by side with her.
After turning a corner, Li Jiaen turned his head slightly to look downstairs, and made sure that Xu Jiamu couldn't hear it, so he whispered to Sang Ji's ear: "You man is so fierce." β
"Huh?" Sang Ji only heard the word "your man", and his half-hanging face was suddenly dyed with a faint layer of red.
"Wow-just that look in his eyes, so sharp that he can fight with my father," Li Jiaen said and raised his hand to support his chest, "It's good to stare at you, if you stare at me, I think I can immediately kneel down and call his dad." β
"What?" Sang Ji came back to his senses when he heard this, and looked at Li Jiaen with a slight raised eyebrow.