"I'm sorry, I don't know the original order either." Seeing that Gong Xiaoyin was really angry, An Xiaoxia said honestly

At that moment when he was very, very angry, if there was a stone in front of him, he could even smash it into pieces with one punch. But seeing those clear eyes and the frank look on her face, he clearly felt angry in his heart.

But can't pronounce it

Finally, he said expressionlessly: "Forget it, you go over and I'll sort it out myself."

An Xiaoxia muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you just mess up a few books? Look at you like that, as if your wife is dead."

She didn't know that if Gong Xiaoyin could achieve this step, he would already be thousands of miles behind.

This place is his most secretive place, and the books in it are also the books he values ​​most. If it were anyone else, Gong Xiaoyin would have the desire to kill someone.

He always likes to be neat and tidy, and puts everything in a certain order, so he hates it the most when others flip through his things at will. An Xiaoxia doesn't know this, so it's inevitable that he doesn't understand it.

She thought he would rearrange the arrangement, but who knew he would actually sit down on the chair next to him and read a book?

"Didn't you say that I messed up your order? Why don't you put it in your original order?" An Xiaoxia asked puzzledly

Gong Xiaoyin lowered his head to read and ignored her.

"Did you hear me talking to you? It was nothing serious, but you insisted on scolding me. Are you in a good mood now?" An Xiaoxia said angrily.

Gong Xiaoyin still didn't speak.

An Xiaoxia turned around angrily, turned on the TV, and turned the volume to the maximum

She herself was so shocked that her scalp was numb, but there was still no movement there.

An Xiaoxia is really convinced

But at ten o'clock, he was still sitting there reading without changing his posture.

She was very curious, so she walked quietly behind him and put her head on his shoulder. She wanted to see what book he was reading and why he was so immersed in it? Could it be Aunt Qiong Yao's novel?

The book was full of symbols, and she couldn't understand it at all.

Gong Xiaoyin was reading the principles of economics. When An Xiaoxia leaned his head over, he chuckled in his heart.

Even he was surprised. He was so angry at that time, but now, there was no anger at all.

Her breath brushed his neck, warm and itchy

Moreover, there is also a faint fragrance, which is unique to girls.
Chapter completed!