Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Hearing this, Jiang Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Siyu, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The little girl is quite sharp.

He lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, and said meaningfully: "Maybe we have met before."

He wanted Ye Siyu to remember it by himself, so he said this on purpose.

Ye Siyu fell into deep thought.

She searched through her memories for a long time, but she couldn't find any pictures related to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li has a sharp aura like a blade.

His eyebrows are also very sharp, and those dark eyes are even more sharp and sharp, like a hero who valiantly kills the enemy on the battlefield.

It stands to reason that as long as she has seen such a person with a special temperament, she should have an impression.

But Ye Siyu didn't have the slightest impression.

She definitely denied Jiang Li's words.

"Impossible, if this is the case, I have no impression at all."

Jiang Li had already guessed that Ye Siyu had forgotten him, but when he really heard such an affirmative answer, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

It's like he's been keeping a little secret with another person.

I even take it out from time to time and look through it carefully.

But the man told him with a blank face, what secret, I don't know, I forgot.

This kind of disappointment mixed with grievance was too complex, and Jiang Li fell silent for a while.

Seeing his silence, Ye Siyu curled up her fingers.

For some reason, Jiang Li didn't speak, but she was keenly aware of Jiang Li's depression.

She pursed her lips, racked her brains, and tried every means to comfort him.

"You have such an outstanding temperament, I will definitely remember it if I see it. Perhaps, is it possible that you remember wrongly, and the person you met before was not me?"

"impossible."

Jiang Li blurted out without thinking.

Ye Siyu was taken aback, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

She really didn't have the slightest impression, so she couldn't lie casually just to comfort Jiang Li.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Jiang Li chuckled lightly, raised his hand and stroked her hair with a smile.

"Okay, look, you're worried. I was joking, haha."

Hearing this, Ye Siyu was startled.

She carefully looked at Jiang Li's expression, and confirmed that Jiang Li was really smiling, not forcing it, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Unhappily said: "You scared me to death, don't make such jokes again in the future."

Jiang Li smiled, picked up the needle in his hand that had been sterilized with alcohol wipes, and patted his knee.

"Come on, lift your feet, and I'll help you pop the blisters on your feet."

"No, no need."

Ye Siyu was terrified when she saw the needle, and felt pain before it even started.

She swallowed, and shrank back again, wishing she could just make her feet disappear.

She blinked, trying to buy time.

"Could it be because I just said that I don't remember to take revenge on me?"

Jiang Li was taken aback, "Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?"

Ye Siyu really didn't want to be pricked by needles, so she started talking nonsense in the spirit of "dead friends don't die poor people".

"Then who knows, strictly speaking, we haven't known each other for a long time, maybe you are that kind of person."

Jiang Li was almost laughed at by her, and raised his hand to grab her ankle.

Ye Siyu hurriedly hid, begging for mercy loudly in fear.

"Don't, don't, really don't."

She was so frightened that her voice was a little high.

Outside the gate, Lu Xiuwen's raised hand froze in the air when he heard the faint voice coming from inside the door.

He frowned, his black eyes were filled with deep coldness, and his teeth were gritted.

Just as he was about to knock heavily on the door, he suddenly caught a faint crack in the door from the corner of his eye, only to realize that the door didn't seem to be closed.

Lu Xiuwen angrily pushed open the door, and at a glance, he saw Ye Siyu who was desperately hiding back and Jiang Li who was holding her ankle with one hand.

Lu Xiuwen's gaze fell on Jiang Li's hand that was holding Ye Siyu's ankle, his black eyes rolled darkly, and a cold killing intent shot out.

As if sensing his gaze, Jiang Li suddenly turned his head to look at him.

The pitch-black eyes were sharp and sharp, like sharp swords drawn out of their sheaths.

The four eyes met, and the strong smell of gunpowder spread.

Ye Siyu didn't notice Lu Xiuwen at the door at all, and was still trying to hide behind.

Even humiliated softly begging for mercy.

"Jiang Li, brother Jiang Li, you can just do me a favor and let me go, okay?"

She wanted to beg for mercy, and her voice was deliberately soft, soft and sticky, which made people reluctant to refuse.

After the words fell, the air pressure around Lu Xiuwen suddenly dropped.

He clenched his fists tightly, almost unable to suppress the thought of killing in his heart.

Jiang Li didn't expect Ye Siyu to be so clever at all, he just laughed and raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

Lu Xiuwen couldn't bear it any longer, and spoke out with a cold face.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the man's familiar deep voice, Ye Siyu froze all over, and turned her neck stiffly to look in the direction of the sound source.

Seeing the dark-faced Lu Xiuwen standing at the door, she subconsciously asked, "How did you get in?"

When Lu Xiuwen heard this, his face became even more ugly.

His dark gaze moved down from her face and landed on Jiang Li's hand that was still holding her ankle.

Ye Siyu followed his line of sight to look down, only then did she notice that Jiang Li was still holding onto her ankle.

Immediately ignoring other things, he hurriedly pushed Jiang Li's arm, and hastily withdrew his ankle from Jiang Li's hand, and stuffed his foot into the slippers.

Jiang Li casually put the needle in his hand on the coffee table, got up and sat back on the sofa, looking at Ye Siyu indifferently.

Seeing that the two finally separated, Lu Xiuwen still frowned tightly, walked up to Ye Siyu, and took out an invitation letter from his pocket.

"Forgot to give you this."

"Oh oh oh."

Ye Siyu grabbed the pillow next to her in a panic, and looked at Lu Xiuwen nervously and guilty.

She wanted to explain that she and Jiang Li didn't do anything, it wasn't what he saw.

However, before she could speak, Lu Xiuwen turned coldly and strode away.

It was as if, when he came, he was just sending her an invitation letter.

Ye Siyu opened his mouth, but the words that reached his mouth were blocked back into his stomach by the "bang" of the door closing.

She stared in the direction of the door in a daze, her face paled a little.

Lu Xiuwen really didn't care about her anymore.

Otherwise, how could you not be angry at all?
Obviously Lu Xiuwen is a very possessive person.

She still remembered that when Lu Xiuwen saw a love letter falling out of her schoolbag, his expression changed immediately.

That night, he inexplicably gave her the danger of a puppy love, and talked about it until Ye Siyu's eyelids were fighting, and then let her go to sleep.

Another time, when she went abroad to watch a show, a foreign model just wanted to take a photo with her, but Lu Xiuwen wanted to intervene, standing between her and the model.

Knowing the past, he was such a possessive person.

It's just that if she looks at others more, she will be jealous and angry.