After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

The night was as cool as water, and when the night gradually darkened, the lights of thousands of families went out one after another.

Time to sleep.

Ming Lian and Jiang Jiao shared a room. After the two washed up, Jiang Jiao lay on the inner side of the bed first.

Originally, Minglian wanted Jiang Jiao to sleep on the floor, but he broke the doorknob of the room not long ago, and the door couldn't be closed.

Elderly people generally sleep less. It is hard to say whether Mrs. Wan will come over early in the morning and ask them to have breakfast.

If the door opened when they knocked, and they were seen sleeping in separate beds, it would definitely be another reconciliation.

There are so many troubles in other people's homes. This is not a matter of personality, but a matter of personal upbringing.

The bedside lamp was dimmed, and Minglian walked towards the bathroom, and saw a large shadow huddled in the bed.

Under the refraction of the bedside light, the other party's eyes were a bit like jewels.

If there is a tail behind him, it is estimated that shaking it can fan the wind.

Minglian lowered his eyes, stopped looking at Jiang Jiao, and walked to the outside of the bed.

Lie down.

After lying down, Minglian pulled a small pillow that he had brought from the sofa in the room earlier, and put it between the two of them.

Jiang Jiao's eyes flickered.

When Minglian reached out to turn off the light, Jiang Jiao whispered, "Good night."

no respond.

The curtains of the room were not drawn tightly, and the gloomy light of night slightly slipped into the room.

Quiet, peaceful.

The atmosphere is very suitable for sleeping. In this atmosphere, Minglian slowly fell asleep.

Because he didn't turn sideways, he didn't know that the man beside him was rolling up the quilt at this moment, with his eyes wide open.

Not at all sleepy.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the night was so deep that some small bugs stopped chirping.

At this time, Jiang Jiao rolled up the quilt and slowly moved over. When he moved in front of Minglian, he paused for a few minutes to make sure that the person in front of him was breathing evenly, and then stretched out his hand lightly.

Take people into your arms.

His newly callused hands gently rested on Minglian's heart.

Feeling the beating of the powerful heart under his palm, Jiang Jiao blinked hard a few times, blinking away the water that suddenly seeped from inside.

He rested his head on the top of Minglian's hair, and finally he was willing to close his eyes and go to sleep.

In the middle of the night, there was thunder.

It's that kind of heavy thunder.

People living in the rainy west province are used to this kind of thunder in the middle of the night, and they should sleep as they should, without any impact.

However, in a certain room of Xihao Mansion——

Jiang Jiao opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes were still in shock, if there was light, he could actually see a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Jiang Jiao gasped for breath, his unfocused eyes immediately focused on another muffled thunder.

Jiang Jiao who just came back to his senses quickly turned his head to look around, until he saw the sleeping figure beside him, he let out a long sigh of relief.

It's a dream, just now it's a dream.

It was all false, Minglian was still alive.

After wiping off his cold sweat, Jiang Jiao slowly closed his eyes, but couldn't sleep well in the second half of the night.

The current Jiang Jiao would not know that in his future life, whenever there was a night of thunder, he would not sleep well.

The nightmare continued, countless times dreaming that he had lost Minglian forever before his eyes.

The next day.

When Minglian woke up, Jiang Jiaoren had disappeared.

It seems that at some point, Jiang Jiao got up earlier and earlier.

During the few days when they came to Tuofeng Mountain, they lived in the same room, and Minglian never saw Jiang Jiaoren every time he opened his eyes.

Get up and take a shower.

During breakfast, Minglian told Mrs. Wan about the doorknob, so the surprise on her face should not be too obvious.

This doorknob is fine, why is it broken?

The two over there were talking, and Jiang Jiao was about to bury his head in the bowl.

So humiliating.

Why did he lose face in front of Minglian again?

Jiang Jiao's actions were obviously not invisible, but they were completely out of his concern, so he said directly, "He was broken."

Mrs. Wan looked at Jiang Jiao, and then at the direction of the room, her surprise turned into shock.

Honey, how hard is it to break the doorknob?

Are today's young people so energetic?

"It doesn't matter, Xiaojiao didn't do it on purpose, it's just a doorknob, if it breaks, it will break." After the shock, Mrs. Wan quickly smoothed things over.

"Aunt Wan is sorry." Jiang Jiaowa apologized angrily.

Probably feeling that the atmosphere at the table was too awkward, Mrs. Wan quickly changed the subject, "After breakfast, I'll take you to buy clothes. It's time to re-arrange your luggage."

The two have no opinion.

Mrs. Wan finished her breakfast first, and she took out her mobile phone to play.

Originally, this was a very common behavior, and many people would play with their mobile phones when they were free.

But after Mrs. Wan took out her mobile phone, Minglian looked over there.

Mrs. Wan was sitting opposite, and Minglian felt that the height of the other party's mobile phone was too high, as if she was... taking pictures.

But this idea just flashed through Minglian's mind, just when the tail was about to disappear.

"Crack."

A crisp sound of taking pictures with the camera's built-in effects sounded.

The three were stunned.

Jiang Jiao, who was buried in the porridge, immediately raised his head, his eyes swept around like inspection lights, and finally fixed on the mobile phone in Mrs. Wan's hand.

Minglian's eyes flickered slightly.

The scene was awkward.

Mrs. Wan coughed twice, and went down the steps by herself, "It's been a long time since I saw such a right child, and I've made a mistake of taking pictures again, so I couldn't help but take a picture of you."

Years will smooth the edges and corners of a person. At this age, Mrs. Wan has a soft voice and a gentle temperament, like a handful of poetry under an umbrella in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Minglian's eyes fell on the family portrait hanging in the living room.

The family portrait of a family of five, whether it is the father who is likely to play a strict role at home, or the eldest son who already has the outline of a father, all smile as happily as the mother and younger siblings.

A very warm family portrait, a very warm family.

There was a hint of envy in Minglian's eyes, "It's okay, if you want to take pictures, just tell me."

Mrs. Wan didn't expect Minglian to be so easy to talk, she could see that the words were not superficial, the young man in front of her had soft eyes, as gentle as a gentle breeze.

Mrs. Wan didn't know what to think of, her eyes widened slightly, and even the hand holding the phone trembled a little.

so similar.

At this moment, not only the face, but also the temperament.

"Then after breakfast, Auntie will take a photo with you." Mrs. Wan was a little excited.

Jiang Jiao at the side suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Before long, he knew something was wrong.

He was the one in charge of taking pictures with his mobile phone.

The two took pictures from the house to the backyard, constantly changing poses and expressions.

However, he didn't say "substitution".

When Mrs. Wan took the mobile phone from her hand, Jiang Jiao's spine tensed slightly.

It's finally his turn, right?

Alright, he is fully prepared, and he promises to appear on camera in the most handsome pose!

This is the first photo taken with Ming Lian after the divorce. After the photo is finished, he must print it out and put it in the photo album like before.

"Let's go shopping for clothes." Madam Wan said contentedly.

Jiang Jiao: "???"

She was probably so happy that she didn't notice Jiang Jiao's slightly wide eyes because of his astonishment.

Just like when she entered the door yesterday, Madam Wan involuntarily took Ming Lian's arm and went into the room.

There was a wind blowing, rolling up a dead leaf that fell in autumn.

The fallen leaf curled up behind Jiang Jiao, it looked a little bleak no matter how you looked at it.

Jiang Jiao's mind was full of exclamation points and question marks.

Why didn't you propose to let him take a photo with Ming Lian?

Did you forget?

But he is such a big person, he shouldn't be ignored!

But it's useless to think about it, because the two have already entered the house from the backyard.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiao had no choice but to follow quickly.

Sake City in Western Province has both tourism and business.

More than 2000 years ago, this ancient city was famous for selling wine, and a batch of tributes were sent to Beijing every now and then.

Even the Nanman and the Huns, everyone knows that Sake City is rich in fine wine, and the city is proud of it in later generations, so it has always used its ancient name.

"There are many good scenic spots here. If you are not in a hurry to work, you can go shopping around." Mrs. Wan said so during the ride.

Vehicles drive into the bustling central business district, and there are dazzling shops here. As long as you have money, you can basically buy what you want here.

The Golden Plaza in the central business district is for graded consumption. The third floor and above are all luxury goods, and it is also the favorite battlefield of ladies.

After getting off the car, Mrs. Wan took Minglian and Jiang Jiao straight to the third floor.

Men's clothing on the third and fourth floors, starting from the third floor.

When rich women buy clothes, sometimes they don't have to try them, they buy them when they see them.

After buying, I will look at the next one.

But now instead of buying clothes by herself, Mrs. Wan has a lot more patience.

"Ming Lian, what do you think of this one? I think this one suits you very well. Go and show your aunt." Mrs. Wan took a set of casual clothes.

Not to mention, Mrs. Wan has a good eye, and the clothes she picked fit Minglian's style.

Minglian took it in and changed it.

Jiang Jiao was not in a hurry at all, he wished for more time.

Memories are the most grueling, they are things that are always fixed and cannot be changed. Whenever I dream back at midnight, it will remind Jiang Jiao of the past scenes.

After he entered the society and began to vigorously develop the company, the time to date Minglian became very little.

What was he thinking then?Recalling now, Jiang Jiao only vaguely remembers——

He wants to make a lot of money with his own hands, and he wants to prove to Ming Lian that Jiang Jiao is different from other rich second generations.

Even without his family, he can still make his lover live well.

It was only later that he discovered that money was really not an important thing for a talented person like Ming Lian.

Because the scripts he wrote can make a lot of money, and the other party doesn't need him to prove his abilities to anyone.

Lovers need mutual companionship and love.

It's a pity that I didn't understand it at that time.Jiang Jiao thought in despair.

At this time, the door of the fitting room opened, and a black-haired young man who looked like a model stepped out of it.

"This suit is tailor-made for this gentleman. He looks better than the model." In the past, the buyers who praised those who were out of shape could only take tricky angles, but now the waiter thinks this one is simply too much. That's great.

Any word can be used, and it will not make people feel fake at all. There are really not many people who can wear clothes as a seller's show these days.

Madam Wan was also very satisfied, "Turn around and show Auntie."

Just as Minglian turned around, another set of clothes was stuffed in his hand.

"Try this set too." Mrs. Wan smiled.

After a moment of hesitation, Ming Lian went in with his clothes.

Where there is one there is two, where there is two there is three, and where there is three there is four.

Mrs. Wan was very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Ming couldn't bear it.

He looked at Mrs. Wan who still had a few sets of clothes in her hand, all of which were not boring, Minglian was helpless, "Auntie, it's enough, I really don't need so many."

He was tired of trying on clothes.

"How can I do that? You don't have any clothes, so it's inconvenient if you don't buy more." Mrs. Wan disagreed at all.

Minglian saw her determination, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Jiao standing next to him like a log, his eyes flashed.

"Auntie, pick Jiang Jiao, he has never tried anything." Ming Lian tried to divert the other party's attention.

In fact it was a success.

It was only then that Mrs. Wan remembered that there was another one beside this.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw this young man who was about the same height as her eldest son, looking at Minglian with excitement.

It seems that the other party has posted a contract of several billion yuan.

The villain in Jiang Jiao's heart was so happy that he jumped on the spot.

Minglian still cares about him!

Still thinking about buying clothes for him.

Jiang Jiao grinned, Mrs. Wan saw his expression, she was taken aback for a moment, thinking, how much does this child need clothes?

To be so happy.

"Yes, and Xiaojiao!" Mrs. Wan handed the few sets of clothes she picked out for Minglian to the waitress, "I need all of these, and the few sets of clothes he just tried on."

The waiter naturally responded with a smile.

Mrs. Wan has a unique vision and picks one accurately.

Every time Jiang Jiao came out of the fitting room, he immediately looked at Minglian, but the latter looked busy with a mobile phone in his hand.

Did not look up at him.

Jiang Jiao's eyes moved, "Auntie, how about my body?"

After speaking, the volume is not low, and Minglian can definitely hear it.

However, still did not look up.

Mrs. Wan circled around Jiang Jiao twice, folded her hands, resting her hand under her chin, and kept nodding.

"very nice."

This is indeed true, Jiang Jiao has tall legs and long legs, broad shoulders and a dog waist, he is completely a clothes hanger.

This kind of person has a good figure and a good face, and there is nothing bad about wearing clothes.

"Really?" Jiang Jiao asked.

This question is quite loud.

"Look at what you child said, is it possible that auntie will lie to you? Your Uncle Wan was not as good as you when he was young." Mrs. Wan patted Jiang Jiao on the shoulder.

Jiang Jiao tilted his head slightly, his eyes drifted to Minglian's side, but he saw that the other party was still looking at his mobile phone, and he didn't give him half a look at all.

Jiang Jiao couldn't help but feel a little lost, but the loss didn't last for a second before he regained his energy.

Just now Minglian asked him to try on clothes, this is a big improvement!

Jiang Jiao is good at finding candies by himself.

Minglian was sending a message to Jiang Lin. The other party went on a business trip abroad a few days ago, and now he is going to come back.

Jiang Lin, who was on a business trip to Sweden, sent a message to ask him if he had anything to bring back, and the other party said that he could buy it on his behalf.

【L: No, I don’t think there is anything to buy. 】

[Jiang Lin: The bar in Sweden has a good atmosphere. We can travel here together some other day. 】

[L: Let's talk about it, something happened to the work now, and it may not be completed so soon. 】

[Jiang Lin: Did Jiang Jiao cause you trouble again (white eyes.jpg)]

Minglian told Jiang Lin about the mudslide.

The relationship between the two of them is good as long as they are young. The two used to be neighbors. He and Jiang Lin grew up wearing a pair of trousers, playing with cats and walking dogs together.

So Minglian never thought about keeping this from Jiang Lin.

The message was sent, but an international call came over there.

After pressing the call button, Jiang Lin, who was far away in a foreign country, hurriedly said, "How could there be a landslide? How did the crew choose the place? Is anyone okay?"

This long list of words came out without even taking a breath.

"It's okay, I'm fine, but I don't have any luggage." Minglian said calmly.

But thinking about it now, Ming Lian is a little scared, if he hadn't gone to the backyard with the owner of the hotel at that time.

If he had already gone to the backyard at that time, he didn't go up to check, but left when the owner of the hotel said to leave.

If you move a little slower later.

If any of the above happened, he was really buried there.

Jiang Lin over there breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that I'm fine, fortunately I'm fine..."

If you listen carefully, you can actually find that the ending of Jiang Lin's last sentence is trembling.

But Minglian didn't hear it, because Jiang Jiao walked over wearing new clothes.

The big guy walked up to him briskly, and then put his hands on his hips.

"Minglian, do I look good?"

Jiang Lin seemed to hear Jiang Jiao's voice over there, and after a pause, he said, "I will return to China in a few days, and I have something to tell you after I return to China."