The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 506 Yuanyuan is dead (5)
At night, Jiajun was already asleep, and the phone rang. She grabbed it and took a look. The number was very familiar.

"If you have something to say, if it's nothing, I'll hang up."

Before the person on the other end of her sentence spoke, she hung up the phone directly, playing, right?
You just hate me because I said that Feng Xiao might be innocent, Lu Zhanjiang, you are a man, I am a woman, I can coax you, but I am not cheap, I am not around you, you Don't you think I'm skittish? That's fine, take your time.

The second time it rang, Sun Jiajun still didn't speak, so Sun Jiajun turned off the phone directly.

I bought a lot of things with Huang’s mother in Hong Kong and then flew back to the place. After a layover, Huang’s mother asked Jiajun to go home together, but Jiajun said no.

"He's waiting for me at home."

When Mother Huang heard it, these two children.

"Jiajun, listen to your mother and take a step back."

Sun Jiajun comforted Huang’s mother that she was fine, sent her to the car and asked the driver to pick him up, and waited in the coffee shop at the airport. The driver came over after a while, as if he knew she was coming back today. Sun Jiajun said nothing when he got in the car Don't ask questions.

When I got home, I kicked off the shoes on my feet and took a shower with my pajamas. Lu Zhanjiang was there, standing with arms folded, maybe waiting for her to say something, but Sun Jiajun didn't say anything. If he wanted to believe it, then trust his eyes see it.

He knocked on the door while she was bathing inside.

"Open the door."

"You go upstairs to wash, I'm very tired."

Sun Jiajun thought that he had made it clear enough, she didn't want to move in the bath, she was very tired and had no energy.

Lu Zhanjiang knocked twice again, Sun Jiajun didn't speak, and then he heard a bang, he kicked open the door of the bathroom, Sun Jiajun pulled the towel on one side and was about to rush outside, he could just kick it if he wanted , There are so many doors in the house, I am not afraid of him kicking them.

As soon as Lu Zhanjiang grabbed her, the two of them were like bullfighting. Neither of them would say a low-key word first, and all their strength was put on the contest. It's uncomfortable, she will act coquettishly and say that she can't do it, so she can save it today, just stare at it, come if you want, whoever is afraid of others.

At first, Lu Zhanjiang could continue, but when he stared at her eyes, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took a bath towel and covered her face. Sun Jiajun was not waiting for someone to scratch and bite him Yes, fighting with a kind of primitive power.

Lu Zhanjiang carried Sun Jiajun into the bathroom and pushed her against the door. She finally begged for mercy.

"I'm a human, I'm a human..." He began to yell at him.

Lu Zhanjiang carried her into the bathtub.

"Did you see me?"

Reaching out to pinch her face, Sun Jiajun patted his hand away: "Don't pretend to be very familiar with me, I don't know you well, and I can joke with whoever I want, you can't be in a hurry with me Those who get angry, pass it if you can, and if you can't..."

She can't say the rest, Lu Zhanjiang is smiling now, and the connection in his heart should be over. Your sister's sadness is gone, a wife will definitely understand, but you can't exchange your sadness for others to grieve like this , she's not a doormat either.

Sun Jiajun kicked the water angrily, and then stood up naked from inside. At home, she was afraid of who would watch, she took the pajamas and put it on her body, but before she put it on, he started again, and it was reconciled, others said Fighting at the head of the bed and closing at the end of the bed, this sentence does not seem to be groundless.

Lu Zhanjiang hugged Jiajun on the bed, and Jiajun turned his back to him, but finally he was able to sleep well. He slept enough, but his energy was not enough, he felt tired, and the quarrel was too hurtful.

At noon, Ms. Huang asked the driver to take her to Sun Jiajun's work place with her bag on her back. When she got there, the car was next to the bus stop. She took out her phone and called Jiajun.

"Okay, okay, I'll go out right away."

You can eat at that time, Jiajun tidied up his desktop, greeted Xiaojiang, and went downstairs. After walking not far, he saw Mama Huang's car, got in the car and drove away. At this time, I went out to eat and buy food. There were not a few of my colleagues who saw it, and they went back and said that the newcomer who saw it was the one named Sun Jiajun got into the car.

"Mom, what are you eating?"

Ms. Huang told the driver to go to Yang Mazi. Ms. Huang had been looking at Sun Jiajun while she was eating, and she was a little confused. Now, if I can't drink it, how can I take it away?"

The waiter smiled: "That's a little..."

Sun Jiajun pulled a big face, it's not a matter of how much, is there such a thing, the lid is taken away as soon as the drink is served?

"Well then, I'll find you a cover."

This made Sun Jiajun angry, but he didn't force him to say goodbye to the waiter. Seeing that everyone else was like that, it is said that the number of bottle caps brought back by the waiter here is counted as business. Jiajun muttered: "Don't drink it next time. Drink." Poured a glass for Huang's mother, she refused to drink.

"Mom, what do you see me doing?"

Sun Jiajun looked at Mama Huang and asked.

"I didn't ask anything, I feel better, have you reconciled with Zhanjiang?"

Sun Jiajun scratched his hair: "We didn't quarrel at all."

The cakes and dried beans tasted good, but the behavior of the waiter was like a dead fly dropped into the rice porridge. No matter how good the porridge was, I lost my appetite.

Ms. Huang sent Jiajun back. Jiajun said that she would not go there at night. Lu Zhanjiang said that she would come back to eat at night, and she had to go home to cook. When Ms. Huang heard this, she sighed inwardly. Well, now I go home to cook for others.

Jiajun got out of the car and went inside with his bag. As soon as he entered the office, his colleagues made fun of him.

"Jiajun, where did you go for lunch?"

Jiajun thought for a while: "It seems to be called Yang Mazi, and the taste is not bad."

I took the cup and went out to get a glass of water, and then walked back. My colleague asked again, saying that someone saw Sun Jiajun getting into a black car and asked who Jiajun was.

(End of this chapter)