This green plum is going to counterattack

Chapter 1812 The Pain of Joy 1
Gong Jiuche put down the document in his hand, squinted his black eyes: "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly think of her?"

Luo Xiaojiang frowned: "Si Chen felt sorry for this girl, and then this girl fell in love with Si Chen, but the person Si Chen liked was not her, but Ke Ke, but, this girl seemed to be dependent on him, and Si Chen fell in love with him again. I can't bear to hurt her."

Gong Jiuche probably understood the meaning, he continued to read the document: "Si Chen is like me in everything, but his heart is too soft, this should be inherited from you..."

Luo Xiaojiang was displeased: "What is inherited from me? Can you talk?"

She sat down on her buttocks: "Go, go, look over there and move around." She snorted, took out her phone, and started reading novels.

Gong Jiuche apologized: "Okay, I was wrong, let me inherit it."

Luo Xiaojiang has already started to take out a few tissues: "Whoa, it's so pitiful, the hero and heroine are so pitiful..."

The corner of Gong Jiuche's mouth twitched: "You have read this novel "Honey Entangling Green Plum" no less than twenty times, and it's full of children, what do you care about?"

Luo Xiaojiang frowned: "What do you know? I never get tired of watching this. Besides, didn't we start dating when we were young? Suddenly, we were fine when we were young. Look at them, they tortured us to death."

She muttered: "The leading actor Yin Qixuan is more handsome than you, hum..."

Gong Jiuche broke down: "Are you comparing the characters in the novel to me, a real person? Soy sauce bottle..." He tapped her forehead: "Have you lost your mind?"

Luo Xiaojiang puffed up her cheeks in anger: "It's just that I'm more handsome than you. At most, I don't have as much money as you. However, I just like this kind of monster..."

Gong Jiuche stroked his forehead, then continued to read the document.

Luo Xiaojiang snotted and cried, and said to herself: "This Shen Xiaobei is too vicious, and her mother, why don't you die..."

Gong Jiuche's face was full of black lines, he sneaked a few glances, and complained: "This author - Shang Xiatang, you can only read the novels, so childish."

Luo Xiaojiang turned her butt towards him: "That's my idol! Don't talk about her."

After Luo Xiaojiang finished reading.

She leaned on the sofa and sighed for a while, then asked: "Gong Jiuche, if I jumped from the fifth floor, how would you save me?"

Gong Jiuche looked at her seriously: "I want to go back in time."

Luo Xiaojiang had a sore nose: "You are so kind to me, I am so touched."

Gong Jiuche shrugged: "I'm so moved, I just want to read it again."

Angry!

Luo Xiaojiang picked up the pillow and threw it on him, scolding angrily: "Gong Jiuche, you are not human."

Gong Jiuche smiled and said, "Then what am I?"

Luo Xiaojiang thought for a while: "You are a pig!"

Gong Jiuche curled his lips: "Who is the pig scolding?"

Luo Xiaojiang stomped her feet angrily: "The pig's head is scolding you!"

"Pfft."

Gong Jiuche laughed loudly, Luo Xiaojiang picked up the pillow again and threw it at it, Gong Jiuche dodged neatly.

The pillow hit Gong Xinyue's body.

She stood there blankly, then lowered her head, and said softly, "The pillows have grown feet..." She turned around and walked towards the second floor as if she had lost her soul.

Luo Xiaojiang and Gong Jiuche met each other.

Gong Xinyue stood on the second floor, her eyes were indifferent: "Dad, Mom, you are so naive." After she finished speaking, she sighed and turned to enter the room.

She sat on the bed and hugged her knees: "Brother You Chen, I used to hit you with a pillow like this, what should I do now... what should I do..."

She wanted to tell the truth.

But she was afraid that Dong Youchen would ignore her again, she couldn't bear him treating herself as a stranger.

She clenched her fist tightly, he remembered that Dong Youchen would take care of Luo Xiaoxiao in the future, the severe pain gradually spread to her whole body, and she lay powerlessly on the bed.

(End of this chapter)