The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 93 I Like Her Even If She Is an Idiot (1)
I went back to the parking lot. The lights in the parking lot are automatically sensed. When the car stops, the lights go out, leaving only the faint light from outside, and circles of halos shining from the entrance On the ground, Sun Jiajun was afraid of being in the parking lot. Usually, he would feel a chill on his back when he parked alone, but now he didn't have the time to think about anything else.

The temperature in the car was a bit high, she closed the car door, and then sat on the ground by herself. It is undeniable that she had an idea in her heart that she wanted to make herself sick. She didn't understand why she wanted to get sick, and she thought over and over again, Lu The house in Zhanjiang is like the fire, and she, Sun Jiajun, is the moth. If she flies over, she will be burned to death.

It was a very sad night, mixed with sweaty stuffiness, and the temperature in the parking lot became more and more strange.

Lu Zhanjiang is full of murderous anger, because he has quarreled about this matter several times, and he is always narrow-minded. He likes Sun Jiajun, but he hates her narrow-mindedness. She is sensitive to what others do. She was not like that in the past. People, who are they influenced by now?

Lu Zhanjiang would rather let Sun Jiajun and someone go shopping. He propped his head up, and there was a click in the room for a long time, but he went out to look for it with the key. It was so late, where did he go?

What men hate most about women is that they run away when they get angry. She argues that she won't let her order by herself. Not all restaurant menus are in Chinese. Isn't it true that her English is not good?I just helped her make a choice, at least he tasted delicious after eating, and he recommended it to her because he thought it was good, but when he got to her, he became so unbearably contemptuous, isn't it petty?
Her mind is so sensitive, she can translate any word or action into another meaning, Lu Zhanjiang has a lot of things to do during the day, and there are already many things at home, father's mother's own, and when he gets home, he just wants to feel comfortable. Holding her comfortably, it would be nice for the two of them to be happy together, but she still did it.

There was no one outside. I called her, but no one answered. Lu Zhanjiang walked to the parking lot. For some reason, he thought she was there, but he actually saw her.

Sun Jiajun's temper, the average man really can't stand it, so he sat on the ground and came to Lu Zhanjiang to look for him.

"Get up." Lu Zhanjiang said coldly, is it plausible?

Mainly it is not good for the body, what kind of body does she not know herself?
It hurts here and dizzy there, even if the weather is hot, I will fall ill in the future.

"I'm sorry." She didn't back down.

Lu Zhanjiang looked at Sun Jiajun in disbelief, she was not afraid of herself at all now, rubbing her temples, she wanted to get mad at first, but think about it, you said that Jiajun had a child for him, even though she had a big fault, But after all, she herself didn't want to, he felt distressed, this is the closest person, sleeping next to him, the woman he can reach out to hug, Lu Zhanjiang likes Sun Jiajun, very much, even if her head is like a straw bag , even if she has a bad temper.

Squinting his eyes, he squatted down in the dark and still held the car keys in his hands. There was no one in the parking lot. Lu Zhanjiang pulled Sun Jiajun up, and stretched out his hand to touch the bottom of her buttocks. It was cold, and his complexion was unsightly.

"There is moisture on the ground, so you sit on the ground. What if I don't come down? Jiajun, can you stop making fun of your body next time?"

It's okay if you don't say anything, but you get angry when you talk about it. Sun Jiajun doesn't care about his anger. She is really mad today. Besides, she vaguely understands that Lu Zhanjiang won't beat her, and the little girl's spirit begins to flutter again.

"I can't write novels, right? I'm not smart, I'm just a fool." She bravely looked at him for a while, and Lu Zhanjiang lowered his head. When he felt stiff, Lu Zhanjiang squatted on the ground, still holding the car in his hand. As for the key, try to comfort her: "I was wrong, I said the wrong thing, don't take it to your heart, be careful, who looks down on you, if anyone dares, I will give him a heartfelt favor." If she didn't come up, she sighed to herself: "Got it, if you don't want to learn, then don't learn, I'll tell her."

Only then did Sun Jiajun feel better in an instant, and he lay on his back as if he had never quarreled, and Lu Zhanjiang stood up.

"Next time you can't sit on the ground. It's not for your own good that I let you go to the company. You are addicted to standing every day, right? You are too small-minded. Don't be so stubborn that you will rise to the point where I look down on you. That's all I say. , don't take it to heart."

I took Sun Jiajun upstairs, and she fell ill at night, and it was Lu Zhanjiang who made troubles. This girl is fine if she is not sick, but she is called Jiaogui when she is sick, and it hurts wherever it hurts.

"I want to drink."

With Sun Jiajun's physique, when you are sick, you can drink cold water for her, and you must drink warm water. She knew about this without telling Lu Zhanjiang, and she was watching her by the side, taking her temperature. Take it easy.

She had nightmares herself. In the middle of the night, she dreamed that her family gave her to Liu Peng that year. She wanted to scream but couldn't, and she couldn't scream. Zhanjiang was in front of him, his face changed drastically, and he shouted sharply, "What are you doing here?"

Lu Zhanjiang's face changed at first, but he came over immediately, probably because he was sleepy, Sun Jiajun gritted his teeth: "I want to write a novel."

"You can write if you want, no one is stopping you." He said angrily, got up to take a shower without saying a word, came out to look for clothes in the closet, the tie did not know how to offend him, He threw it on the ground, then bent down to pick it up and still lay on the sofa, changed into a blue one, tied it up, and went back to the room to give orders.

"I'm going to work. You can rest at home by yourself. If you don't want to go to the company, then don't go. I don't want you to work in the bank. If you want to write a novel, then write it. But it's okay, you have to listen to me .”

After Lu Zhanjiang finished speaking, his gloomy eyes slaughtered her like a knife blade.

Forget it, just write if you want to, he doesn’t think she can really do it, Sun Jiajun is the one who does everything in a hurry, and will naturally get bored after a while, but Lu Zhanjiang forgot, Sun Jiajun persisted in the bank for a long time, Even if she was very tired, she would cry when she came back, but she persisted.

(End of this chapter)