Chapter 72: Lack of Love

Jiang Li comforted Wutong before leaving, and waved his hand with Jiang Yun from afar before turning around and going upstairs.

When the uncle left, Wu Tong stepped on high heels, swayed into the car, and sat in the back row.

The driver drove slowly, and there was a dead silence in the cabin, and the air seemed to freeze.

"What's the fuss?"

Jiang Yun's attitude was really not good, but he just held Wutong's slightly cool hand again, and slowly rubbed it to keep her warm.

For a while, even Wutong, who was deeply familiar with his temperamental style, was blurred, whether he loved her or not.

The throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and it was very difficult: "You want children, right?" ”

When her sanity returned, she didn't wake up too late.

Because of his legs, he does not exclude having children. Even, the Jiang family's parents once urged them to have children.

It must be so, Wutong understands everything.

Children may be expected, but they are by no means the crystallization of love.

"Give birth to this child."

Jiang Yun let go of her hand, as if the gentle touch just now was fake.

The man's warm palm left decisively, but Wu Tong's gaze always stayed on his hand.

Slowly clenched into a fist, she leaned back with her upper body, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and her voice was very soft: "But you are not good to me, why should I give you a child." ”

“……”

Jiang Yun looked at it quietly, his dark eyes were full of irony in the dim carriage, and finally turned into a cold snort.

"Want to make a deal with me?"

Wu Tong snorted and did not deny it: "As for what the chips are, let me think about it first." ”

Silence once again encroached on the hard-won communication time between the two, and Jiang Yun sat upright on the side and did not speak to her again.

The car moved slowly, but there was no sound in the carriage.

Wutong is really tired from a day of work today. Originally, she just avoided talking to Jiang Yun, so she closed her eyes and pretended to rest, but pretending to be pretended, she lost consciousness.

Hearing the sound of even breathing from beside him, Jiang Yun put down the mobile phone in his hand.

Looking sideways, I saw the woman fall asleep with her head bowed and her neck twisted.

He didn't hesitate, raised his hand to touch her head, and let her rest on his shoulder, reducing a certain amount of danger.

The yellow light and shadow of the street lamps shallow on the woman's face, and her beautiful appearance instantly softened, but she was only not aggressive when she was asleep, so quietly shrunk aside.

After looking quietly for a while, Jiang Yun withdrew his gaze.

He suddenly changed his mind: "Don't go to my parents, go to my villa." ”

The driver responds, changes lanes, and drives in the opposite direction.

……

Jiang Li sent away a pair of resentful couples and went upstairs tiredly.

At this time, Liang Zhouyue was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking a little absent-minded. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she looked over with a hesitant gaze and made eye contact with Jiang Li.

"Is your sister-in-law okay?"

She didn't want to eavesdrop, but the key thing is that Wu Tong and Jiang Li didn't avoid people, and she heard it from beginning to end.

"The road to the bridge is naturally straight, and they must have a solution."

Jiang Li fell down on the sofa, lying on his side in a casual and leisurely posture, looking very tired.

"Your brother is in his twenties?"

"Twenty-eight."

"It's only twenty-eight, but his aura is so strong, I didn't dare to see the second one last time."

Liang Zhouyue believes that women who like this type of man are very brave, because ordinary people can't control it. This also proves from the side that Wutong is a very capable woman, and she is also excellent.

Thinking of this, Liang Zhouyue sighed, leaned her head on the back of the sofa, and felt envious.

"Sit down."

Jiang Li was keenly aware of her depression, and although her body was exhausted, the mood in her heart was still very high.

Liang Zhouyue sat up straight when she heard the sound, her eyes were uneasy, and she had already written what you wanted to do on her face.

The corners of Jiang Li's mouth curled up in a doting arc, and his voice was soft and squeamish: "I lack love, I want to hug." ”

“……”

Liang Zhouyue swallowed her saliva crampedly, moved over in small steps, and sat next to him.

The man also got up.

The hug that can be said to be good has changed its taste, Jiang Li hugged her face to face on his lap, and the posture was strange and ambiguous.

Liang Zhouyue really didn't dare to move, her flushed face was like rouge, and she protested in a low voice: "Don't mess around." ”

Jiang Li snorted, he was really just hugging.

But his hot breath sprayed on the side of Liang Zhouyue's face, burning her eyes and burying her head in his neck.

The end of her nose lingered with the man's crisp smell of tobacco, and she wrapped her hands around his neck, and pleaded softly in her voice: "I'm tired, I want to sleep." ”

Although it was not yet eight o'clock, she really didn't dare to stay with Jiang Li in such a private environment.

It wasn't something she could stop in time, and she was afraid that she would regret it.

Hearing this, Jiang Li stood up with her in his arms, and walked slowly but forcefully to the bathroom. He put her down and, like last time, thoughtfully informed her of the location of her toiletries.

Finally, he dropped a kiss on her forehead and smiled fiercely: "I'll go back to the bedroom and wait for the beauty to come out of the bath." ”

“……”

Liang Zhouyue's face blushed all night, and she turned to enter the bathroom, but she still locked the door.

In view of the experience learned from the last time, she came over this time to bring pajamas and a change of underwear, and she was all prepared.

The sound of water in the bathroom was coming, and Jiang Li returned to the bedroom and looked for pajamas in his closet.

He usually sleeps casually, but today for the first time he shared a bed with his girlfriend, he did have to check a little.

When he moved here, he was a sophomore, and Wutong did the work of buying a house, and she and her mother prepared a lot of clothes and daily necessities.

This year, he didn't come back to live very often, and the habit of sleeping in only underwear made him have no chance to find pajamas.

So when Jiang Li found the so-called pajamas, his eyes instantly went black.

It's so cute.

What kind of colorful color scheme, he instantly felt like he had come to the Hainan Scenic Area decades ago.

Pulling out the general inside, Jiang Li finally picked out a dark pink coat and trousers.

Fortunately, he has a white complexion, otherwise he would not dare to imagine how beautiful this picture is.

Liang Zhouyue came out of the bathroom and happened to bump into Jiang Li's bare upper body and dark shorts on his lower body. It can be seen with the naked eye that his abdominal muscles are tight and his lines are clear and neat.

The young flesh was definitely attractive, but she didn't dare to look at it more.

Lowering her eyelashes, Liang Zhouyue covered the shyness under her eyes by wiping her hair with a towel, and her voice was soft: "I'm done washing, you can go......"

Jiang Li sighed, and walked past her as if no one was around.

The sound of water in the bathroom began and ended, and Liang Zhouyue had just dried her hair when Jiang Li came out wrapped in a bathrobe.

His short half-wet hair covered his forehead, covering his affectionate eyebrows, like a big dog drenched in the rain.

Liang Zhouyue handed him the pajamas on the bed, although she was ashamed, she was still curious about the clothes, and asked, "Your mother bought it for you?" ”

In other words, she didn't think that Jiang Li was willing to wear such a delicate color on her body.

"I guess so, I didn't wear it, I don't know."

Jiang Li sped up the movement of wiping his hair with one hand, and then threw the towel on the table beside him.

He picked up the pajamas, and in front of Liang Zhouyue, he tore off the bathrobe with one hand-