The Ninety Continuation of Their Story

Chapter 51 A woman who looks handsome is really nothing to a man (Part [-])
Ren Zitao raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, as if trying to calm Jiang Nan down.

"Okay, I won't ask."

After he finished saying this calmly, he sat on the other corner of the sofa, lowered his head and found the anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving capsules in the drawer of the coffee table, got up and went to the kitchen to pour himself a cup of cool white and started.

Ren Zitao stuffed the six capsules into his mouth and sipped his saliva. It was difficult to swallow six capsules at a time. He clenched his fists on his lips and coughed several times in a row: "Cough cough, cough" coughed a little anxiously, and almost fell again. Spit out the six capsules and beat yourself on the chest.

Finally swallowed, he silently watched the commercial being played on the TV.

And Jiang Nan stood there watching him the whole time.

The room was terribly quiet for a while, only the TV came out: "Kidney deficiency, sometimes after overwork, it seems that the body has been hollowed out, and I want to make up for the overdrawn kidney. There is Shenbao Mixture."

Jiang Nan was attracted by the advertisement, and in his earnest anger, he took the time to glance at the TV. After he finished the glance, he turned and went into the bedroom, and closed the door.

What Jiang Nan didn't know was that as soon as she left, Ren Zitao looked over and stared at the closed bedroom door for several minutes before moving.

Ren Zitao disassembled the sectional sofa, moved a part to the door, moved it into a simple bed and placed it next to the shoe cabinet as soon as he entered the door, and then lay on it with his eyes closed and sighed.

He was a little calmer now, and to be honest, he also wondered what happened to him just now.

Is it because I know in my heart that Liu Heng is indeed excellent?
His maturity, even though Liu Heng is not yet 30 years old, he still possesses it.

Does he have a sense of crisis?

I was arguing and quarreling just now, but now that I think about it, I can't believe it.

He always thought that he was the kind who would go to work when he was angry, and would say: I am busy, I will talk when I have time, oh, okay, wait for these very simple words.

It won't even make people aware that you have been angry, especially for women, there is really no need to argue, once you are disappointed, the relationship will slowly drop to zero, just turn around.

This is his normal performance.

But today... Well, if you can't compare those people with Jiang Nan, then he also thought that he would, would still pretend to be busy and pretend to be doing his job, he still thought so before Jiang Nan left the bathroom.

Thinking that Jiang Nan will gradually realize that something is wrong and ask him proactively. He may have calmed down after working for a while, and then instead of talking in a noisy way, he will talk to Jiang Nan rationally.

In the world of adults, there is nothing that cannot sit down and talk peacefully, but it is noisy and the slowest in efficiency.

Moreover, Jiang Nan will also like him very much. Through communication and exchange of needs with each other, it may also have an unexpected effect, making Jiang Nan feel that he is at the same spiritual level as him. He is not as naive as she imagined. There is no generation gap at all.

Look, with so many benefits, he unexpectedly chose a method that was most unfavorable to him. This is very unlike his style, why he couldn't control it when he saw that girl's face.

"Huh," Ren Zitao exhaled a long breath. At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened. He immediately opened his eyes and sat up.

Sure enough, Jiang Nan had already changed into his pajamas and put on, and was about to leave.

Thanks to him placing the sofa by the gate ahead of time, he will sleep here tonight and see how she walks.

Jiang Nan was wearing casual clothes with his hands in his pockets, and was just going to the door to change his shoes when he saw this scene and almost laughed angrily, thinking how childish this man was.

"stand up."

Ren Zi couldn't afford it.

"Why don't you tell me how to get out."

Ren Zitao touched his injured foot and sat on the messy sofa, still silent.

"Ren Zitao, you can't stop me from going back to my house, right? My dad has already given you the house money?"

Ren Zitao raised his eyes instantly.

Jiang Nan clearly saw a small flame brewing in those eyes.

Yes, Jiang Nan was right.

All Ren Zitao was thinking at the moment was: You and I have been separated before anything else, what do you mean?Look at your petty eyes.Well, yours will always be yours, and mine will be given to you too, if you don't pick it up!
When Jiang Nan saw that his neck was stuck, he became even angrier: "What are you looking at?"

Ren Zitao tilted his head to avoid staring at Jiang Nan: "I didn't look at anything."

"What did I say wrong?"

"You are right, you are right."

Jiang Nan took a deep breath, and said in a bad tone, "Then don't get in the way."

Ren Zitao was silent.

Jiang Nan felt a fire in his heart as if suddenly burning, especially the one who would not answer when he was talking, and stopped halfway through, and put on a face of being wronged.

Who of them wronged who? Whoever raised their heads in an inexplicable quarrel seemed to be aggrieved.

Jiang Nan turned around abruptly.

"What are you going to do?" Just when Ren Zitao thought that Jiang Nan would step on him and step over to open the door, Jiang Nan took a big step, stomping on the floor, and went straight to the gym.

Ren Zitao was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled on his slippers and chased after him.

Jiang Nan: She needs to vent, she needs to vent in a healthy way, she needs to let out this evil fire, or face that face full of grievances, afraid of being sucked away.

Jiang Nan stared at the bull's-eye in front of him, held the ax in his hand, and threw it out with a whoosh.

At this moment, Ren Zitao pushed open the door of the gym, and with a bang, he saw the ax hit the bull's-eye. For some reason, he felt a chill on his neck, and his hairs stood on end.

You must know that he used to go to the ax throwing club in the United States, and he had never thrown as accurately as Jiang Nan once. He only taught Jiang Nan twice.

(End of this chapter)