Chapter 13 Is there anyone who hasn’t received the flowers from his wife?

On the way, Jiang Li received a friend request. While waiting for the red light, she lowered her head and glanced at it.

It was sent by Li Wei.

Message: I happen to be short of an assistant. Do you want to consider working here? Although the salary is not as good as Huasheng, it is not too little, and you will also get five insurances and one housing fund.

Jiang Li pursed his lips and thought for a while. After agreeing to the application, he replied: No, thank you. My work in Huasheng will go smoothly. Liu Wei will not affect me, so don't worry.

Li Wei: Who is worried about you? Stop being so sentimental. Love will come or not!

When the green light turned on, Jiang Li stopped looking at his phone.

On the way, she kept thinking about some past events. She and Li Wei met in the first year of high school, before Pei Xingyan transferred to their school.

Li Wei suffers from severe social anxiety, and she is a talkative person. She can sit at the same table with anyone and talk about it without stopping for the first half of the day. In order to calm her down, the teacher assigned her to a seat by herself to sit at the end of the day.

I went ahead and finally chose the quiet and introverted Li Wei.

The effect was very unsatisfactory. Li Wei went from a little girl who was frightened when meeting strangers to a social terrorist, and Jiang Li played a major role in this.

The friendship between the two girls also began to take root and grow into a towering tree at that time, but later they became inexplicably estranged. In their senior year of high school, the two of them also tacitly deleted each other.

Jiang Li parked the car in the underground garage, then went upstairs alone holding the cake and bouquet.

Phytococcus sativum was not asleep yet, and he was holding his iPad with a frown on his face, not knowing what he was looking at. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he immediately switched the screen.

He looked at his watch. No more, no less, it was exactly fifteen minutes. The question he was about to blurt out was forced back into his throat, and he could only say angrily: "There is some milk on the table that is still hot. You drink it."

Go take a shower as soon as possible."

"No, I'll go home in a moment." Jiang Li put the bouquet and durian melaleuca on the bedside with a calm expression, then found a pretty-looking vase, trimmed them, inserted them, and put them again.

A location closer to Phytolacca.

There were a lot of things on the table, and she couldn't stand it anymore, so she picked up another packaged takeout item. It was already cool, so she put it on the ground and prepared to go downstairs later.

It was time to throw it away, "I've put the durian millet you asked for here, but it's time to go to bed, so it's better to eat less."

"When did I ask for durian millefeuille? Why do you make excuses when you want to eat it?" Phytolacca frowned and looked over in displeasure, then threw a shirt of his that he had prepared before, "Just wash it if I tell you to."

, I asked Uncle Chi to feed the edamame and cheese sauce at home. There are no pajamas here, so you can make do with this first."

After a pause, he continued to add impatiently, "There are clean towels in the bathroom, and the hair dryer is in the cabinet inside. After washing, you can blow dry your hair before you come out. You don't have to worry about disturbing other patients when you blow it. The room is very soundproof."

good."

After he finished speaking, he saw that Jiang Li was still standing there, holding his shirt in his hands and not moving, so he couldn't help but laugh angrily, "Why, you still need me to wash it for you?"

"No need." Jiang Li refused decisively. He turned his head and pulled off the hair tie, shook his long and beautiful seaweed hair, and put one hand behind it, "Where's the comb?"

"There is a bathroom." Shang Lu was irritated by her straightforward refusal and replied angrily, then sat back on the bed with his iPad in his arms.

If you don't need it, don't use it. You really have enough of treating him as a good young master. Do you want to find trouble for yourself and serve others?

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Phytophthora sativum was bored and scrolling through boring videos. Eucommia ulmoides in the group kept showing off how beautiful Jiang Li looked when he smiled, and how decisive and powerful he was in fighting back when he was picked on at the party today.

He praised her to heaven.

Gee, it sounds like no one has ever seen the way she behaves when she attacks someone.

Despite Jiang Li's usually submissive and indifferent appearance, he was so angry that he started lashing out at him. His mouth was like a poisoned cold sword, and he could be silenced with just one sentence. His poisonous tongue

His skills are not inferior to his at all.

Speaking of hands, her Sanda skills were all practiced by him while he was working out. It was not like he had never experienced how painful it was to use hands.

Shanglac looked at the messages in the group with resentment as he walked up. From the corner of his eye, he spotted a large bouquet of gorgeous and bright flowers on the bedside, so he went over and chose a good angle to take a photo.

send.

Shanglubulu: No, right? Is there anyone who hasn’t received the flowers from his wife?

The group fell silent for an instant. After all the words "Contempt.jpg" were swiped over, a message was displayed: You have been banned by the administrator.

Shanglu smiled nonchalantly, then turned around and posted the photo on Weibo with the caption "Flowers sent by Mrs. Xiao Lu".

Weibo was filled with cries of ghosts and wolf howls. Some girlfriend fans were heartbroken and even scolded Phytolacca. But after scolding and scolding, they discovered that Phytolacca is just a racing driver. It has neither sold single characters nor relied on traffic to make money. On the contrary,

Dalilie directly posted his marriage certificate when the scandal was at its peak. If he continued to scold her, it would appear that he had ignored it, so he could only let it go with tears.

There are also some who refuse to accept the test but are reluctant to let it go, so they can only fight against their will with tears and steam the CP. However, the more they fight, the more they feel sorry for their conscience. In the end, they hang sheep's heads in the enclosure and sell them on their own wall. There are also some who are still unwilling to watch.

My own cabbage was eaten by a wild boar who didn't know where it came from, and it sprayed everywhere like a calf guard.

Chaohua is still a mess. Only a few people sometimes say something like, "Brother Lu and sister-in-law are really sweet." They are soon drowned out by a sea of ​​curses:

"Where does the pheasant come from that is worthy of being a sister-in-law?"

"A pheasant is a pheasant. If one day I really admit that she is my sister-in-law, I will tell the boys and girls immediately to run forward and bring the refrigerator to them as a gift!"

"Forget it, sign up and kick me, I'll sit in the front row."

"Front row +1."

"Front row +1314."

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, followed by the subtle buzzing sound of the hair dryer, which stopped within a few minutes.

Shang Lu raised his eyes and happened to see Jiang Li wearing his white shirt when he came out of the bathroom.

His shirt seemed a bit too big for her, hanging loosely on her body. The shoulder line was pulled very low, and the top button was buttoned, still exposing the delicate collarbone.

The hem of her clothes could barely cover her thigh heels, and as she came closer, a faint orange scent of shower gel came to her.

It smells the same as him.

Jiang Li tilted her head and brushed her hair. A small mole on the right side of her neck was exposed to the air with her movements. A drop of water quietly fell from her brow bone and dripped along her jawline onto her white shirt.

She unconsciously raised her eyes and glanced over, her eyes were cold and indifferent, her beautiful and slender fingers were running through her hair, and finally she tied her long hair loosely behind her with a brown headband on her wrist.

Every move was made with utmost elegance.

For no reason, Phytolacca blushed and hurriedly moved his eyes away, trying to calm himself down and watch the video on the iPad.

Jiang Li walked up to him and said in a calm tone, "Where is my quilt?"

After three years of marriage, the two of them have always slept in separate rooms, and today is no exception.

Shang Lu didn't even raise his head. He covered his mouth and nose with the back of one hand and pointed to the sofa with the other hand. There was a square, unopened package on it. His voice was a little hoarse, "The air conditioner remote control is on the table.

By the way, you can raise the temperature a bit, 28°C is fine."

"good."

After everything was taken care of, she threw herself on the sofa. The quilt was brand new and soft when she hugged it. There was also a faint warm buckwheat fragrance, which she liked very much.

I don't know if it's because he stayed up late at work too many times to develop his biological clock or something else, but it was already twelve o'clock, and Jiang Li still didn't feel sleepy at all.

She rested her head on the pillow and scrolled through the messages on her phone out of boredom.

A message popped up at the top.

Pei Xingyan: Are you home?
Chapter completed!