The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 132: A Hurt Friend's Sexy Novel (6)
The nanny clearly remembered that Sun Jiajun's complexion changed from rosy to embarrassing all of a sudden. When he entered the kitchen, he was beaming and obviously wanted to show off his skills. He had already reminded her that Lu Zhanjiang didn't like to see greasy faces in the morning thing.

"Jiajun, come out and I'll say a few words to you."

Sun Jiajun came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, and mother Lu said in a puzzled manner: "Can you do something that won't be picked out by others? As long as you are a human being, who can write novels and cook?" ?Practice golf well when you have time, don’t think about these useless things all day long, you think you can get a salary of more than [-] yuan a month in the mall? Don’t you ask how much salary the current postgraduate and master’s students get? This is my home, and what I want to tell you is, if you want to eat, go out and eat, and don't do things in my house that I don't like."

Sun Jiajun is a little bit back today. Lu Zhanjiang's mother hates chicken gizzards, even to the point where she will have negative emotions when she sees them. It may not be that he lost his temper with Jiajun on purpose, but it is a fact that he lost his temper and even said some unpleasant things.

Sun Jiajun felt that life in the Lu family would always be despised, ostracized or even insulted. This was common because she was incompetent, and no matter how capable she was, she was still inferior to Lu Zhanjiang. Everyone told her not to talk to Lu Zhanjiang. The third child was going to compare, but in fact, everyone would take her and Lu Zhanjiang out before thinking about the problem, and then come to a conclusion.

The nanny was afraid that Sun Jiajun would not be able to come to the stage, and thought that Lu's mother might not have slept well yesterday and threw away all the flowers, so she hurriedly said, "I'll do it now, there is still time."

Lu Zhanjiang's mother doesn't eat anything in the morning, at most it's a glass of milk, sometimes it's fruit juice. In order to maintain his figure, Lu Zhanjiang's father eats a relatively vegetarian diet and rarely eats meat, unless he is greedy. His family eats a lot of seafood and rarely eats meat, and even doesn't eat pork at all. Lu Zhanjiang himself prefers Japanese cooking, but Sun Jiajun didn't learn Japanese cooking.

The nanny gave Sun Jiajun a hand, because she was afraid that this girl would lose her temper, and you and her mother would be angry, and the only one who would suffer would be you.

"You go out to practice with me in a while, and I'll see how you are doing. Don't be idle every day." Mother Lu said very bluntly.

Sun Jiajun stood where she was, all kinds of things that she wanted to do and could not do flashed through her mind. After standing for a long time, the nanny pushed her several times. If you want to keep it, you must not keep it. The chicken wings in the pot were poured out into the garbage bag, and the yam porridge cooked by Sun Jiajun. The nanny was very skillful and asked the outsiders to come in and throw the things away, and then pushed Sun Jiajun up.

"Jiajun, go up, be obedient, I'll call you after dinner."

Sun Jiajun's eyes were a little bitter, she looked at the nanny and suddenly asked, "Should I live here?"

The nanny glanced at Sun Jiajun, "Jiajun, don't be angry either..."

There is no way to get angry. You said that there is no piece of paper between Sun Jiajun and Lu Zhanjiang. You want to straighten your back when they come in and out, especially when you are facing someone who has no intention of letting you in. It is a bit forceful. up.

Lu's mother was going crazy, she made herself angry early in the morning, she couldn't control her anger, she was indeed very angry today, she felt a little inexplicable, she didn't know if her menopause was early, in the house The people inside will definitely hear it. Lu Zhanjiang's father slept very late yesterday, and he couldn't hear the sound in the morning, otherwise he would not sleep well. There is still half an hour before he wakes up. Called his sister in the garden.

"I really don't understand her. You said you didn't get married and you didn't have anything, so you just moved in so carelessly. Isn't every girl like this now? Get up early in the morning to make chicken wings and gizzards, what do you think?" Just so greedy? Is it your own home? After talking about the kitchen, I went into the kitchen. You didn’t see the yam porridge, and the piece was cut. If you don’t know, you think it’s for pigs.” The more he talked, the more angry he became .

For people who don't like you in the first place, whatever you do is wrong.

Sun Jiajun walked up the stairs in her slippers. When she came down, she was really happy, because she opened a new article, which made her feel very happy. She wanted to eat chicken wings, so she didn't think about anything else. She didn't think about whether this was her home. , didn't think about whether what she did would make others hate her, but in the end she still thought highly of herself. Sun Jiajun still cried when she was three steps away from the top. The tears fell on the slippers, and she looked at it silently with red eyes. Looking at the roof, I went into the bedroom without taking off my clothes and went directly into the bathroom. I turned on the water and poured cold water directly on my body. Because of the cold, my whole body was covered with goose bumps and I was trembling. Jiajun squatted Holding his head on the ground.

Lu Zhanjiang knocked on the door.

He just woke up. When Sun Jiajun went down, he heard the sound, but he squinted again immediately, hearing the sound of water inside, and knocked on the door. If there is no accident, he planned to wash it together, and it is not ruled out that it can be done. Something else, after all, the morning is the most golden time for men.

Sun Jiajun got up and opened the door without turning off the water, and walked out. He was covered in water, and there was cold air on his body. The room was a little stuffy in the morning, and the cold air on Jiajun just washed away the stuffiness in the room. He grabbed her hand as he walked over.

"Did you wash it in cold water?"

Sun Jiajun laughed, looked at Lu Zhanjiang with mockery in his eyes, and pushed him.

"Yes, I washed it with cold water, and I thought you said why didn't I die, how did I live so well? Why?"

Regardless of the water dripping down from his body, his feet just stepped on the carpet, and then he got on the bed and pulled the quilt over.

The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his expression was so horrifying, as if he was going to kill her. He said that you are making trouble, but you should not make fun of your body, but Sun Jiajun does this every time, as long as it is a little unpleasant Almost without thinking, he walked to the bed and pointed in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)