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

Jiang Jiao thought he was hallucinating, he turned slowly like a rusty machine, every time he turned stiffly, "You, what did you just say?"

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

Ming Lian sighed, and looked up at Jiang Jiao. Jiang Jiao's appearance was really outstanding, one in a million, and he belonged to the type who would be asked for his autograph when walking on the street.

When he first entered university, he heard that there was a handsome guy in the university next door.

In fact, he didn't take it seriously at the time, probably because of fate, the two schools organized a friendly basketball match soon after.

Naturally, he and Jiang Jiao met on the basketball court.

The subsequent development is nothing more than——

He fell headfirst into the pit.

The name of that pit is Jiang Jiao.

"I just said, let's get a divorce." Minglian looked at Jiang Jiao whose face suddenly turned pale, and his mood could not be said to be very relaxed.

He spent five years on this man, five years of energy and thought, his passionate love, all the enthusiasm and emotion of his youth.

It's all at Jiang Jiao's place.

He thought that he would never be able to love another person the way he liked Jiang Jiao back then.

Now I really don't like Jiang Jiao at all, don't I even have a trace of love for him?

Ming didn't even know himself.

But what is certain is that he wants to treat himself better and love himself more.

People live not only for love.

There are many wonderful things in this world besides love.

The light fell on Jiang Jiao's face, with a penetrating whiteness, "Ming Lian, divorce is not a joke, don't talk nonsense."

Are they unhappy together?

He likes Minglian, and Minglian also likes him.

Isn't it the best wish in the world that lovers get married eventually?

Minglian looked away and sat down on the sofa, "You said that you will go to Xihe Holiday Manor in two days?"

Jiang Jiao's mind is like muddy at the moment, the word divorce has stunned him, and he nodded when he heard Minglian's words.

"Ming Lian, why do you want a divorce?" Jiang Jiao stared at him closely, without blinking, as if afraid that if he blinked, the person in front of him would disappear.

Minglian didn't answer, but only asked his own question, "Are you going to Xihe Holiday Manor with Qi Xuan and the others?"

Jiang Jiao still nodded, he was still persistent, "Ming Lian, divorce can't be used as a joke, I don't like this joke!"

He was like an enraged lion, his eyes were red, and every strand of his hair was screaming with anger, as if he would charge up and bite his neck off at any moment.

Minglian sat on the sofa, looked at Jiang Jiao quietly, but said something else, "I'll talk about this when I get back from Xihe Resort."

Jiang Jiao, who was staring at Minglian, turned his head abruptly, but when Minglian thought he was going back to his room, he saw Jiang Jiao sitting down on another sofa and taking out his mobile phone to play.

The side face is stern, and the small black mole on the side of the nose seems to be tinged with coldness, as if covered with frost.

Don't get close to strangers all over the body.

Seeing this, Minglian looked away and continued writing the script.

After passing through a book, Minglian felt that his mind had been opened up a lot.

He can write on many subjects.

Because he barely experienced that.

Minglian quickly entered the work mode, and Jiang Jiao, who was sitting not far away, was staring at the phone.

Those who didn't know, thought Jiang Jiao was looking at some important information.

In reality, however, he has been staring at a black screen for 5 minutes.

His face was reflected on the blacked-out phone screen, and Jiang Jiao's eyes seemed to be on the screen, but he didn't.

He is in a daze.

Why did Minglian suddenly propose divorce? Did something happen today?

But Ming Lian only mentioned it, and then asked about Xihe Holiday Manor.So the divorce or something is actually just a joke.

Well, it must be a joke!

Ming Lian loves him so much, and their life is so harmonious, divorce is impossible.

But why make such a joke?

Jiang Jiao secretly looked at Minglian, and found that Minglian was looking at the notebook very seriously.

Those hands that look like works of art tap on the keyboard, just like tapping on a musical instrument, no matter how pleasing to the eye.

Minglian is the kind of job where he concentrates on his work and does not do anything else, almost completely shielding himself from the outside world.

A gongbi ink painting looks like a face with no expression, it is both gorgeous and deserted, with a very contradictory temperament, blending together so bright that it is hard to look away.

Seeing Ming Lian without a smile on his face, Jiang Jiao suddenly wondered if Ming Lian was still thinking about his mother-in-law.

Is he still sad?

That's why I made a fuss here, trying to get his attention.

The more he thought about it, the more Jiang Jiao felt that this was the case.

Usually Minglian is so cute and soft, how can he be so mischievous as today?

"Are you eating noodles? I'll give you noodles." After thinking about it, Jiang Jiao quickly adjusted his state.

Ming didn't even lift his head, "No need."

Before leaving the company, he ordered a meal, which should be delivered later.

"Why not?" Jiang Jiao once again felt that something was wrong with Minglian today.

Ming Lian's gaze finally moved away from the screen, and glanced at Jiang Jiao who was standing in front of him, who was stubborn and a little depressed, "Can the food you cook be eaten?"

Jiang Jiao froze, he was used to having an iceberg face in front of Minglian, but at this moment his expression was still unnatural.

"I think it's okay, didn't you like it before?" Jiang Jiao coughed lightly.

Minglian suddenly smiled. Jiang Jiao had seen Minglian smile many times, but he had never seen him smile so regretfully.

"The food you cook probably only a dog can eat." Minglian thought to himself, it really is a dog.

One is a dog man, and the other is a dog licker.

Jiang Jiao's face was tense, as if covered with a layer of ice. He stared at Minglian, deeply feeling that such a Minglian was too mischievous, really——

Not tidy up.

Some yellow waste flashed in his mind, it was so hot that Jiang Jiao's Adam's apple rolled.

Looks like tonight will have to...

At this moment, Minglian's cell phone rang, and he took it to check, and it turned out that it was a takeaway call.

Probably because he was slandered too much in those years, even though he knew that one person could not eat that much, Minglian still ordered a lot of dishes.

Looks like a serving for two.

"Thank you." Ming Lian apologized to the delivery boy.

The takeaway boy was dazed by his smile, but somehow he shivered behind him, as if he saw some kind of scourge, and slipped away without even saying "You're welcome".

Ming Lian, who was carrying two big bags, turned around and bumped into Jiang Jiao who was following behind him at some point.

Jiang Jiao quickly helped him up, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

Minglian didn't bother to look at this slapstick person, so he went into the house with his bag.

Jiang Jiao chased after him a few steps, took two big bags from Minglian's hand, and said, "If you don't want to start a fire, I can go out with you to eat, takeaway is not healthy."

When Ming Lian went into the kitchen to get chopsticks, Jiang Jiao brought out all the vegetables in the bag, and then he found——

Isn't the meal delivered here a bit small?

Basically all dishes.

"Minglian, why is there only one box of this meal?" Jiang Jiao said with a frown.

Merchants cutting corners?

Minglian came out of the kitchen, only took a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, "I thought you weren't home for dinner."

The subtext of this is: I didn't reserve your share of this meal.

Jiang Jiao froze, opened his mouth to explain, and heard Minglian say, "No one will eat the cooked food, so it's better not to cook it in the first place."

The light fell on his clear pupils, reflecting those eyes as if they were gemstones falling on the spring, or like peach petals falling from the tree.

Thorough, bright, without the slightest joking meaning.

Jiang Jiao wanted to explain that something happened to the company those few times, but he was so busy that he forgot to tell Minglian.

But at this moment, Minglian had already moved his eyes away and stopped looking at him.

The food on the table was enough for two people, but there was only one box of lunch, so Jiang Jiao went into the kitchen and cooked plain noodles.

Minglian eats, he eats noodles.

Dislike flashed across Jiang Jiao's eyes as the noodles entered the mouth.

Too bad to eat.

The noodles have been cooked for a long time, and they are all mushy.

Disgusted in his heart, Jiang Jiao remained calm on his face, and insisted on eating most of the noodles.

There is also a small half who really can't eat, so he crazily eats vegetables to fill his stomach.

Then Minglian discovered that those leftovers that were going to be fed to dogs ended up being fed to another breed of dog.

After eating, Minglian continued to work.

When he married Jiang Jiao back then, he spent all the money he had at that time to buy the present house together with Jiang Jiao.

All in all, this house is half of the money paid by one person.

He doesn't intend to own this house, there are too many humble memories that bear witness to him in this place, people have to move forward, Minglian doesn't want to live in the memories.

But the money needed to buy a house is not a small amount, and the housing prices in Nanhai City have been skyrocketing over the years.

So hurry up and write out a few scripts in hand.

"Eat fruit." Jiang Jiao peeled apples and pears, put together a plate and brought it to Ming Lian.

Minglian responded coldly, but did what he had to do, completely ignoring his intentions.

Jiang Jiao was dissatisfied, "Don't be too busy, eat some fruit."

It's been busy for three hours, and I don't let my eyes rest.

Minglian felt that Jiang Jiao talked a lot tonight.

Could it be that he became more energetic when he ignored him?

Minglian thought jokingly.

He didn't want to eat it at first, but he glanced at the pears on the fruit plate.

His eyes paused a little.

Minglian moved the notebook away, reached out to pick up a piece of pear from the fruit plate, but didn't eat it right away, he looked at Jiang Jiao, "Eat a piece."

The corners of Jiang Jiao's mouth curled up invisibly, the depression in his heart was like a balloon that was punctured, and the sullen air in it flew away.

Just to put it bluntly, Minglian likes him so much, and now let him eat fruit, how could he really want to divorce.

Jiang Jiao reached out and picked up a piece of pear.

This pear was bought in the supermarket next to the community. Jiang Jiao ate it and felt that today's pear was very fresh.

Not bad, very good.

When going to bed at night--

Jiang Jiao, who had changed into pajamas and held a pillow in his hand, dragged his feet until Ming Lian came out of the bathroom, and then said: "I will get up early tomorrow, and I will sleep in the guest room tonight."

I'm a little angry now, if you come and kiss me immediately, it's not impossible to reconcile.

Minglian nodded, "OK."

Jiang Jiao: "???"

The author has something to say: Jiang Jiao: I want to sleep in a separate room, but if my wife calls me, I will go back.

Tie Zhu: The pears are divided, ready to separate:)

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?感谢在2020-04-2620:00:00~2020-04-2920:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: move every time, not one fish sauce;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：啊哈68瓶；不是鱼露40瓶；龙拢的小宝贝鸭、橙稚、煤球球、一只离10瓶；路人甲、白白胖胖的小包子、无法回复、评论时少说话、371593455瓶；温水煮试卷、bey4瓶；甜甜的肖先生啊3瓶；Rain的梦、啦啦啦1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!