Jiang Jiang didn't dodge, let alone hide the slightest hint of concealment, "You hate it, you hate it." ”

Jiang Yunmo narrowed his eyes, "...... Jiang Jiang said I hate it, I think you still hate it, Jiang Jiang, no one told you, do you hate it too. ”

“……”

"Hmm."

Jiang Jiang nodded and did not deny it.

It just so happens that both sides hate each other, so there's no need to say anything.

Jiang Jiang is leaving.

Jiang Yunmo was short of breath, and he felt that he was simply angry.

But looking at Jiang Jiang's back as he turned to leave, he said unwillingly: "Jiang Jiang, can you respect others?" ”

Jiang Jiang went upstairs without hearing.

"Jiang Jiang, let me make you respect others, did you hear that?"

"Ginger ginger!"

……

Maybe it was because Jiang Yunmo's shouting was too loud, Jiang Jiang stopped and turned his head to look at him, "Huh? ”

An Mingzhu on the side could see that his son was unhappy.

From childhood to adulthood, this child has grown up in the palm of his hand.

"Jiang Jiang, you don't have to pay attention to this child, this child has been spoiled by us since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to talk or anything."

An Mingzhu smiled, and by the way, patted Jiang Yunmo's shoulder, with a warning in his eyes.

It probably means, "Almost." ”

It's a pity that Jiang Yunmo is angry, and he can't hear it at all, "Jiang Jiang, everyone is looking at your face, what do you want to do?" ”

"I didn't do anything."

"Yes, you say you didn't do anything, but in fact your behavior makes everyone have to treat you carefully."

Ginger: ......

She glanced at him, and it looked like she was looking at a psychopath.

"What's wrong with you?"

Facts have proved that Jiang Yunmo is a very problematic person, not an ordinary problematic, but a very problematic kind.

Forget it, whatever, it's none of his business if he's sick.

As long as you don't involve yourself, as long as you don't say those weird things to yourself.

Jiang Yunmo found that Jiang Jiang really likes to be a shrinking turtle, and once he encounters something, he will bow his head and not speak, and he will not solve this matter with you.

Laughing to death, if you don't sit down and talk about everything, how can others know what is going on in your heart?

How do people know what you want to do?

Jiang Yunmo belongs to the kind of person who "breaks the casserole" and asks to the end.

Sometimes, others don't want to say something, so they have to let the other person say it.

No, an inattentive one stood directly in front of Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang was already annoyed, but now this kung fu is even more annoying, he really couldn't bear to stare at him, and his tone pretended to be fierce, "Go away." ”

The ghost knows that she pretends to be angry, and looks like she is dead.

"You don't tell me what to say and leave, let me guess what's going on in your mind? I'm not a roundworm in your stomach, how do I know what's going on in your mind. ”

Jiang Yunmo's tone of speech was naturally unbelievable.

Jiang Jiang was almost bypassed by him.

"You don't have to know what's going on in my mind." Jiang Jiang said expressionlessly, making his whole person look extremely difficult to speak.

Jiang Yunmo: "Well, I just want to know what's going on in your heart." ”

This sounds more or less like a scoundrel.

Jiang Jiang's whole face looked even worse.

(End of chapter)