The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 409 Married Life (1)
It was still early to leave the coffee shop, and there was nothing to do when I went home. She said she wanted to go to the park, but Lu Zhanjiang despised her.

"How old are you and what grade are you in?"

Sun Jiajun replied unceremoniously: "I'm five years old, and I'm in kindergarten, uncle."

He smiled and raised the corners of his lips: "You are more like my aunt."

Another heavy blow, just getting married and becoming an aunt?
Lu Zhanjiang may be a little thinner because he is busy, and the edges and corners of his face are very clear, which is slightly different from the past and seems to have changed shape. Jiajun reached out to touch his face, but because he didn't touch it outside, this People just pretend like this outside, and she muttered when she got in the car.

"People who don't know think you have had plastic surgery. The thinner you are, the bigger your eyes are. Why do your eyes get smaller the thinner you are? And you don't have any fat around your waist. How can you tell me to live? Is it a woman?" Sun Jiajun stretched out his hand and touched Lu Zhanjiang's waist, there was really no flesh, and he just grabbed the flesh from his own waist without any effort, tears streaming down his face, God, help me.

He is a system that does not eat fat. In fact, he can roughly know it by looking at his mother. Lu's mother has never gained weight, and she will always be at that weight.

After getting into the car, Sun Jiajun patted the back of the car and said to the driver, "Let's go to the park."

He has no objection, it's rare that he can rest for half a day and he can go wherever he wants, the car is parked below, she gets out of the car and takes his hand to go inside, you can see after you get in, like a child wanting this or that.

"Buy me a windmill."

Here we go again, why?
With a smile in his eyes, Lu Zhanjiang said, "It's a bitch."

He opened his wallet and bought her a windmill for ten yuan. Sun Jiajun took small steps while blowing and running: "Windmill, windmill..."

Lu Zhanjiang followed behind, and Sun Jiajun stopped running, stopped and looked at him with his arms crossed, and asked, "Do you know what I'm learning?"

She thought no one would know about this.

Ordinary people may think that because Lu Zhanjiang lived in Japan, Sun Jiajun is learning from the Japanese. He took a look at her and felt that her problems were too nutritious.

"Nie Baoyan's testimony is recorded."

Jiajun was about to run and stumbled, and almost fell to his death, I rely on it, rely on it, don't I?
Is it a man or a god?

How did he know it was an authenticity record?Is it Nie Baoyan?
Sun Jiajun remembers that at that time, there was a popular TV drama in Hong Kong, and I watched it at that time. There was a passage in which Nie Baoyan and Zeng Jiayuan went to the park to buy a windmill. Nie Baoyan said that buying a windmill would bring luck. The one behind trotted just as she had just done.

It's no wonder that Lu Zhanjiang didn't know. The only TV series she's watched are those, and she likes to mutter after watching them. His memory is super good, as long as someone says it once, he can remember it.

When I got home, Jiajun inserted the windmill into the flower pot, so that the windmill would turn when I opened the sliding door. After finishing the novel at night, I climbed into bed and he was still reading. Lu Zhanjiang may like reading very much. Is this because he needs to use it? Sun Jiajun didn't know that there were some books she couldn't understand and didn't like to read. She could even fall asleep immediately after reading two pages. He hugged her from behind in one direction, reached into her collar and rubbed it.

"No, big aunt..." Sun Jiajun muttered, don't tease her, he won't be able to bear the responsibility then.

I woke up early in the morning, opened my eyes, closed them again, and prepared to go back to sleep. I thought I had something to do, but I squinted for a minute and remembered the oath I made yesterday. After turning around, he subconsciously held her tightly in his arms before he woke up. He has always been like this since we were together. He unconsciously hugged her as soon as she came close. Jiajun bit his chin and gnawed his chin with his teeth. , the hands are not honest, his legs are wrapped around his, and he uses his toes to slide, anyway, everyone has time, right, there will be a reaction in a while, the person wakes up but does not open his eyes and the voice is hoarse: "Take your hands away. "He reached out to hold her hand and wanted her to stop, but Sun Jiajun refused and hid for a while.

"No, absolutely not."

Sun Jiajun continued to move two times quickly, and the man opened his eyes and looked at her: "Take your hands away."

This time the voice is much clearer, Sun Jiajun is not the only kid who can play with his little neck.

She was absent from class today, and it was quite embarrassing to tell the reason.

Hands and mouth are not her own, harming others will eventually harm oneself, Sun Jiajun understands this sentence, why is she so tragic?It's not fair that she ruined herself in the end by flirting.

The man looked at the person lying on the bed by buttoning the shirt in a refreshed manner. The pajamas flew to nowhere. She didn't want to wear them, but he was happy to see them. The light was good.

"Get up, follow me to the company in a while."

"No way, go to the company and continue?" She was so heartless and asked directly what she thought in her heart. Her hands were already weak, and she probably couldn't even hold a pen. She was already impatient, and her hands were sore after a while. He wouldn't let it go, he kept threatening and tempting, and that was it in the end.

Lu Zhanjiang looked at her amusedly: "If you want to continue, that's no problem, I'll accompany you 24 hours a day."

Sun Jiajun watched his eyes fall on him and pulled the quilt to wrap him up, so he didn't ask him to look at him, and he stayed with him 24 hours a day. He didn't just say it casually, he thought he was a superman, hmph.

"Get up and tie my tie."

"No, you've already said that the tie I wear looks like I'm wearing a red scarf." He refused to get up and buried his face so that he couldn't see anything, hmph.

Lu Zhanjiang let go of the quilt, and pulled her out two or three times. Sun Jiajun wanted to hide, so he reached out and touched her, pulled her up, hugged her from behind, and covered her chest with his hands , dropped a kiss on her neck: "Be obedient and hurry up and accompany me to the company."

Sun Jiajun struggled to put on his clothes. He asked her to wear the white shirt and black suit pants. She spread her hands and said that she didn't go to work why she was dressed so professionally. He just hugged his chest and said nothing. If you can't fight, you can only surrender, and slowly put on the tyrant in your heart.

(End of this chapter)