The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Ning'er shook her head.

"Go to brush the car."

Ning'er questioned.

Jiangsu replied: "I will send you off without washing the car before going."

A contented smile suddenly appeared on Ning'er's face, "Brother Xiao Su, I knew you would definitely send me off."

Jiangsu himself said: "If I don't send you off when you start school, there will be rumors that we broke up in the school in the afternoon."

"Then I won't have many suitors in this way?" Ning'er was laughing foolishly, imagining that her suitors would line up as long as the school gate.But he ignored the gloomy boyfriend beside him who didn't speak for a long time.

Jiangsu put his arms around Ning'er's shoulders, and when the elevator arrived, he walked out with a hook around Ning'er's neck, "Brother Xiao Su, you almost hooked my head off."

Jiangsu opened the door, stopped Ning'er from entering, and abducted her directly to the bedroom.

He closed the door and locked it.

Ning'er didn't understand why Jiangsu locked the door, and was about to ask, when she asked, she was pushed behind the wall, "Little eh~"

Jiangsu hugged his limp girlfriend and bit her lip, intending to bite her and teach her a lesson.

However, he bit Ning'er's lips with his teeth, but he was not willing to let go.

"Xiao Su, uh..."

Ning'er opened her mouth, but before she could ask a question, there was a man's big tongue plundering everything in her mouth.

It was her mouth, her territory, but she was invaded and had nowhere to hide.

The more Jiangsu hugged her tighter, he realized that he was not innocent at all, he was also a man, and when he was with his girlfriend, he would uncontrollably want to bully her.

Finally, the phone rang, which interrupted the lingering relationship between the two.

Ning'er was pushed against the door, she breathed heavily, Jiangsu also gritted her teeth, took out the mobile phone in her pocket, and looked at the caller.

It's Mr. Qian.

Ning'er lowered her head and saw it too. Then, she watched Jiangsu hang up the phone directly, and he gradually calmed down, letting go of his bewildered girlfriend.

Jiangsu left the house key on the table, turned around, and poured water for Ning'er with the glass on the table.

He threw two gardenia tea bags into his cup to stop the fire.

Ning'er was still obediently standing at the door, clasping the doorknob with her hand, motionless.

After Jiangsu finished pouring water, he deliberately added two spoonfuls of honey to his girlfriend's cup. He lowered his head and asked casually, "Do you want a suitor?"

Ning'er immediately understood why Brother Xiaosu just gnawed her while hugging her when he entered the door just now.

She shook her head obediently, "No, I'm just talking casually."

Jiangsu pointed to the bed, "Sit over."

Ning'er obediently sat in the position pointed by Jiangsu, and Jiangsu pulled a stool to sit in front of her, handed her a glass of honey water, and began to educate her, "Little fat girl, you have very impure thoughts recently, do you know that?

You can kiss other men without telling me, but you are still imagining that you have many suitors? "

Ning'er was stunned, did she kiss another man? "Brother Xiao Su, please speak clearly, which man did I kiss? Don't wrong me."

"Jiang Tianzhi is he a man or a woman?! You are not allowed to kiss him, have you kissed him yet?" Jiangsu roared.

Ning'er blushed with anger, "...Brother Xiao Su, you are unreasonable."

Jiangsu took a sip of Baihuo tea and suppressed his anger, "I'm unreasonable? Come on, tell me, what do you think? You still want to talk about one outside, raise one at home, and catch another at school?"

Ning'er was puzzled again, "What do you mean, Brother Xiao Su?"

"I'm talking about someone outside, and it's me; there's a boy at home, a little meaty prick; another partner is caught at school, unknown."

Ning'er stood up angrily, "Brother Xiao Su, your thoughts are not pure."

"Why am I not pure? I am the most pure."

"You are pure, when you hugged and kissed me just now, why did you touch me with your hands?"

Jiangsu was choked all of a sudden, his tone softened, and he felt guilty, "It's about thinking, what are you talking about?"

Ning'er exchanged her own honey water with Jiangsu's Baihuo tea. She drank several mouthfuls of Jiangsu's Baihuo tea, and finally drank all of Jiangsu's Baihuo tea, and handed the empty cup to Jiangsu.

Jiangsu looked at the empty cup in his hand, then at his girlfriend, "You have a problem with your thinking, you have to straighten it out."

Ning'er turned her face angrily, and looked aside, Jiangsu was leaning on the chair, helpless. "Come here, review."

He pushed his foot on the ground, and the chair moved back and automatically slid to the desk. There was a white and pink chair next to his black chair, which was the exclusive chair he specially gave to his girlfriend later.

There are also many girls' things on the table. Although Ning'er doesn't know how to use a computer, she can "dress" the computer.

The stickers bought online were mailed directly to her boyfriend. In the evening, while her boyfriend was studying, Ning Er was "dressing" her laptop with scissors, stickers and a scraper.

Jiangsu sees the pink pink stickers that his girlfriend puts on her computer. The straight guy doesn’t understand, and he dare not talk about her. If he talks about her, she will ask, “Brother Xiaosu, do you want to post pictures? I’ll give you one too. buy one?"

Jiangsu almost hugged the computer and hid it.

On Ning'er's desk, there were many stickers added unexpectedly at some point.

Jiangsu chooses to ignore.

"I'm a sophomore at the beginning of school, and I passed CET-[-] this year."

Ning'er: "What if I can't make it through?"

"But you have to pass it. This year you are partnering with Sister Nuan. She is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and she has to pass the most basic level four. If she fails the exam, do you think there are any good schools that want her?"

Ning'er's quarrel with her boyfriend just now was quickly forgotten, "Brother Xiao Su, didn't you say that my aunt's exam was very easy, why is she not accepted by the school because she is not good at English?"

Jiangsu took a deep breath, and said earnestly, "Yeah, I always thought that there were only Gu Nuannuan and Jiang Momo in the world, a stupid pig and a stupid donkey. I didn't expect that there was a stupid idiot in my family."

"Stupid melon," the little fat girl blinked, "What's wrong with me?"

On the day Ning'er started school, it was gloomy in the early morning. As soon as Jiangsu drove to the door, it happened to catch up with the drizzle.

Ning'er started school on the 2nd, and Gu Nuannuan went to the institution to study on the 3rd.

When Ning'er went out, Wei Aihua was behind, worrying like a mother, "Ning'er, it's raining outside, you take an umbrella and a coat, don't catch a cold."

Ning'er was almost at the door, but was held back by her auntie, who stuffed a thick coat into her schoolbag, and then sent Ning'er out with peace of mind.

Jiangsu's eccentricity towards his mother has long been numb.

Gu Nuannuan struggled to wake up from the bed in the morning, looked outside, it was gloomy, it was too suitable for sleeping, she immediately climbed on the bed, pulled the quilt, and covered Jiang Tianzhi's little face all of a sudden, "sleep with mom .”

Mr. Jiang is a little worried. This is someone who is going to study in a postgraduate entrance examination institution tomorrow. He is not in a hurry.

Jiang Tianzhi had already woken up, and was drinking milk powder with his milk jug in his arms. His whole body was soft and tender, refreshing, and the little guy in the morning was the most comfortable to hold.

His mother covered his head with a quilt, and he threw away the feeding bottle, using both hands and feet, struggling to reveal his little face under the quilt, turned over by himself, found the feeding bottle on the bed, rolled over, and lay in his mother's arms to drink milk powder again.

Mr. Jiang looked at the flexible little fat man, took him away, and threw his son in the baby walker, allowing him to continue to be flexible.