The man pressed his long finger to her cheek, extremely unhappy with the title.

Shi Sangyu's whole body was curled up, leaning on the pillow tightly, completely ignoring Mr. Jiang's wake-up service.

She muttered in a low voice: "Little Ancestor, don't make trouble, okay......"

I don't know why, in the mind of Shi Da Meiren, she always associates her well-behaved son with a man who owes a beating.

She was agitated, hugging the pillow tighter.

Her son must not become Jiang Hanshen like this!

And the man was still poking her in the face.

Shi Sangyu turned his face away and said aggrievedly: "Shi Yebai, I love you so much, you know that you tortured me, what about our friendship for many years......"

Her dialogue with her son has never been the style of mother-son filial piety.

Most of them are interpolated and played with each other, and business blows each other.

When this soft sentence came out, it fell into someone's ear, and naturally it changed its taste.

He didn't hear the first three words clearly, but at least from the slight movement of her lips, he could tell that it was not his name.

In her familiar tone......

The emotion in Jiang Hanshen's eyes instantly fell silent.

He turned off the heat and turned it straight to the lowest temperature.

Shi Sangyu was instantly woken up coldly.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the man's cold and hard handsome face.

She was stunned for a moment - is this President Jiang Da's wake-up service?

What about the words she cursed him in her dreams...... Will he hear???

I think I heard that......

Otherwise, my face wouldn't be so stinky.

She blinked her eyes vigorously a few times, "Hi, Jiang Hanshen, good morning, good morning......"

Compared to the familiar and intimate tone she had just spoken in her sleep, her voice was softer now, but it was also much more distant.

Jiang Han's deep thin lips were cold, and his face became more and more unsightly.

Shi Sangyu sat up with her body propped up, and wrapped herself in the quilt that was kicked off on the side: "Do you want to turn on the heating first......

It's cold......

This man is intent on taking revenge on her!?

Jiang Han looked at her deeply, and his deep eyes became colder and colder: "You deserve to die cold." ”

Shi Sangyu: "......"

She was the one who was talking to people in the banquet hall, she was the one who was thrown into the water, and she was the one who was extremely tired.

How does it look...... It's this man who has been wronged!?

She whispered, "I only have that dress ...... wear"

The implication is that Leng Cheng is like this, she can't even change her clothes.

Jiang Han stared at her coldly.

I don't know how this woman looks like Shi Sangyu.

The facial features are charming and delicate, but they are curled up in a small ball, which looks like he is abusing people.

He lifted his lips and said in a smug tone: "I'll go out when I'm done." ”

I didn't look at her, picked up the paper bag on the side and left.

When I passed by the trash can in front of the door, I threw the paper bag directly into it.

Shi Sangyu looked at his back with a complicated expression, and silently recited the symptoms of physical weakness-

Often grumpy for no reason!

Hehe, isn't this Jiang Hanshen himself now?

……

When Shi Sangyu left the box, she was still wrapped in the same blazer she wore yesterday.

As soon as I went out, Feng He's eighth call came-

"Sister Sang!!"

Shi Sangyu sat in the taxi and whispered the address of his home to the driver.

Then he replied to Fenghe: "What happened to your grandfather to you?" ”

"I didn't have anything, and I negotiated the only deal in twenty-three years. But I heard that I heard about you from Little White Lotus......"

He paused, and Qing Jun's voice gradually lowered: "Are you being calculated by the little white lotus?" ”