What kind of bad thoughts can the stand-in male lead have?

Chapter 161
Jiang Li paused, and immediately swallowed the word "good" that she was about to blurt out.

"Jiang Li, are you okay?" Shang Lu didn't wait for her answer, feeling uneasy in his heart, and asked her again in a low voice, "I can get married, if you don't want to have children, I can have a vasectomy. You can also have all your property. It will be transferred to your name, if you are still worried that there is no guarantee, we will wait for a few days to resume work, and then go for notarization..."

"No." Jiang Li shook his head, and repeated his answer, "This is not enough, I don't want to remarry yet."

Shang Lu's heart suddenly fell into the deep valley, and the blood in her whole body seemed to freeze because of her firm refusal, and even the hand holding Jiang Li seemed to lose consciousness.

If possible, he actually didn't want to use marriage to tie her to his side.

But he was really worried that she would fall in love with someone else.

Shang Lu pursed his lips tightly, and lightly closed his previously flamboyant brows and eyes. He opened his mouth and bit her neck lightly, with a sense of revenge.

He didn't know whether he should ask her why, he was afraid that the result would embarrass him.

But I'm afraid not to ask, I don't even know what I did wrong, let alone where to start to improve.

Jiang Li felt a slight pain on the side of his neck, knowing that he was biting, but he didn't push him away.

"I'm not sure if your saying you like me is just impulsive, and I'm not sure if I agree to date you because it's a novelty for a while. The only thing I can be sure of is that I don't want to get married again for the time being, Phytophthora." Jiang Li's tone was light, "Marriage is too uncertain. I'm not ready yet. Give me some time to think it through."

Shanglu didn't speak, but the force of the bite was much lighter, and in the end it turned into a light peck.

The two quarreled for a while, before dawn, fireworks and firecrackers had already started to be set off outside.

Jiang Li was tired and sleepy, couldn't open his eyes, and pulled the quilt over his body indiscriminately, covering his head.

Then he turned over, buried his head in Shanglu's chest, and continued to sleep with a sullen head.

The first day of the Lunar New Year was supposed to be a day for people to pay New Year's greetings from house to house.

But Jiang Li didn't have any close relatives in Jiang's house. She slept until twelve o'clock and didn't want to get up, so she sat cross-legged in Shanglu's arms.

She sent a red envelope and blessings to Russell, Wen Jiu, and the company's employees on her mobile phone, and then continued to sleep on the pokemon.

Shang Lu held Jiang Li's waist with one hand, and pressed the phone on Jiang Li's hair with the other hand.

He snatched red envelopes in various groups for a long time, and he was very lucky. He grabbed a total of 8039.23, of which 8039 was handed over to Jiang Li, and the remaining 0.23 was distributed to the team group.

Song Chaochao: Isn’t that right, Brother Lu?Such a small red envelope?I remember Brother Lu, you are lucky today.

Fatty: Tsk tsk tsk, there are too few. Thinking back to the past few years, which time did Brother Lu send the biggest red envelope?
Du's Zongzi: The red envelopes given by my sister-in-law are bigger than those given by Brother Lu.

Shanglu raised his eyebrows.

Du Zhong didn't mention it, he almost forgot that Jiang Li had promised to introduce a partner for Song Chao and the others, so he was excluded and formed a group alone?

Phytophthora: The red envelopes she gave out were huge?

Lu Ming Bufei: That's for sure, the sister-in-law is really generous, plus the girlfriends of Eucommia and Fatty and the warm wine, there are eight people in the group, [-] red envelopes, and the sister-in-law gave out eight This time, everyone won the Luck King once.

Shanglu suddenly became jealous.

But after looking at the transfer of 131400 that Jiang Li sent to himself, he regained his balance.

He silently took a screenshot of Jiang Li's transfer to him and sent it to the group.

Shanglu: Sorry, my hand slipped.

【You have been banned】

Tsk, I can't afford it.

Shang Lu withdrew from the chat interface of the group disapprovingly, and received red envelopes from the old man and Lu Lin.

He thought to himself that it was rare that the old man and Ms. Lu were willing to be more generous to him, not scolding him on the first day of the new year, and even giving out red envelopes.

He grinned and accepted the four red envelopes, all of which were 6.66.

Oh, not all, Shang Jinyan gave him 0.66.

Shanglu's bared teeth suddenly retracted.

The phone vibrated, and the old man sent another transfer of 199999.

That's right, the one just now must have been just an appetizer
Just as he ordered, the old man sent a message: Sorry, I sent it by mistake, please return it to me.

Shanglu:?
Why are you being so polite as if he wasn't your own?
Tucao to Tucao, he still honestly returned the money.

In the next second, the screen of Jiang Li's phone lit up: 199999 yuan into Alipay.

Remarks of the transferer: Grandpa.

Immediately afterwards, there were transfers from the old lady, Lu Lin and Shang Jinyan. The amounts were large, from tens of thousands to 10,000+, and the amounts were much larger than the 6.66 given to him.

Shanglu frowned tightly, he didn't understand.

Is there a possibility, it seems, probably, maybe, he is the real one?
Jiang Li was still sleeping, with his head tilted against his chest, his arms naturally draped over the quilt.

She didn't know what she dreamed about, her head fell downwards, Shang Lu's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he reached out to support her cheek, put his arm around her waist and pulled up the belt.

Jiang Li also came to his senses because of his movements, and he tilted his head back.

She glanced at her phone, sent thanks and blessings to Mr. Shang and others, and then transferred all the transfers they gave her back in the name of blessings, leaving only Shanglu for herself, and then started to deal with it information.

Three minutes ago, the dean of the nursing home sent her a text message: Ms. Jiang, Mr. Shang asked me to tell you that he wants to see you.

The nursing home where Shang Xingyan is currently staying was arranged by Jiang Li.

In order to "take care" of him better, she also specifically told the nurse that as long as no one died, there was no need to contact her.

Now that the dean is looking for him suddenly, there are only two possibilities, either Shang Xingyan is dying, or Shang Xingyan's condition is recovering well enough that he can be sent to step on the sewing machine.

Jiang Li: How is he recovering now?

Dean: Mr. Shang is recovering very well and can walk normally. According to the doctor, he still needs rest to recover.But Mr. Shang said that if you don't see him, he will refuse to cooperate with the continued treatment.

She doesn't care whether he refuses the treatment or not. She only knows that when he recovers, he can participate in the trial as a defendant.

Then it's okay to meet him.

Jiang Li: Okay, I'll be there at three o'clock in the afternoon.

After Jiang Li replied the message, he got up from Shang Lu's arms, put on a nightgown and prepared to get out of bed.

"Jiang Tiedan." Shang Lu's resentful voice sounded from behind, he stretched out his hand to hook the silk ribbon on the back of the nightgown that he hadn't fastened on yet, and gently stretched it backward.

Jiang Li couldn't sit still, and fell back into his arms again. Shang Lu pinched her waist, and his palms stretched in from the back of her nightgown, reaching in front of her.

Her skin is soft and smooth, like the finest silk, making it hard to put it down.

Jiang Li's cheeks were flushed, and he pressed the back of his hand to prevent him from continuing to make trouble.

"You didn't even say good morning to me."

"It's already noon."

"Then say good afternoon." Shang Lu smiled with crooked eyebrows, and the Yu Qi who was treated differently just now was gone, like a big dog whose hair has been smoothed.

He moved his face closer, and tapped the corner of his lips with his left index finger, "As compensation for the New Year, kiss me again."

"Good afternoon." Jiang Li let go of his hand, held his cheek and squeezed it.

Phytolades skin was fair, and her cheeks were quickly pinched red, "I'll kiss you after I wash up."

(End of this chapter)