Hello, Mr. School Prince

He put down the gift box, then walked over, put his arms around her waist, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Done? Sit on the sofa and wait. I will tidy your closet."

Wang Jiaohua is not calm anymore, "What are you doing? What about my stuff."

"It's all packed. Downstairs, you can see what you need and take it away. I still have your previous things, but I don't need to bring anything."

Fang Jiming said, he had put the gift box on the bed again and opened it.

"Why are you packing my salute!"

"Move to me." Fang Jiming said it for granted.

"Who said I want to move, why don't you ask my opinion!" Wang Jiaohua was going crazy!

Fang Jiming thought, asking you?

Ask if you agree, it is better to cut first and then scrape together.

I thought like this, but his face was very innocent, "I asked you during the meal."

"But I didn't agree!" Wang Jiaohua almost died of anger.

When he asked her, she didn't know how to refuse, so she changed the subject and didn't agree at all.

Fang Jiming took it for granted, "Then you have no objection. If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Wang Jiaohua, "..."

What to do if I really want to beat someone.

Fang Jiming doesn't care about her, anyway, it's a foregone conclusion. He just took advantage of her to have some salutes over while she was taking a shower, and now it's useless to stop him.

He will not let her move back.

Opening her wardrobe happily, she saw the long white coat hanging in the middle.

He was stunned for a moment. She kept his coat.

Jiaojiao, you haven't forgotten me in the past five years, right.

Otherwise, how could he always keep his coat and keep it so well.

Wang Jiaohua, who was upright, obviously thought of the white coat, and rushed up, trying to close the cabinet door.

It's as if closing the cabinet door and covering the coat can also cover her mind.

But he didn't want her to just rush up, Fang Jiming embraced her with one hand, and then pushed her against the cabinet door.

"Jiaojiao..."

Wang Jiao's face turned pale after a brush, and her legs trembled directly.

"You, you, don't mess around, I am still in pain."

She had just been so cruel by him, she was now weak, and she couldn't satisfy him anymore.

Fang Jiming lowered his head, made a fierce kiss, then picked her up and sat on the bed.

"Wait for me obediently."

When we live together in the future, there will be more opportunities. Don't worry about it for a while.

It did exhaust her just now.

He still loves his wife very much. After all, he has to take care of his wife before he can eat enough.

No matter how much Wang Jiaohua objected, it was useless.

In the end, Fang Jiming took her home with her.

Seeing her come back, Wu Ma was not too happy, especially seeing Fang Jiming back to the previous state all at once, she was extremely happy.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and she was still busy making Wang Jiaohua supper.

Wang Jiaohua is a little embarrassed, she doesn't use it anymore. She is a dancer and needs to keep her figure.

So after ten o'clock in the evening, I will not eat.

Back to Fang Jiming's master bedroom, everything here is so familiar, the layout is exactly the same as when she was still alive.

The only difference is that the room is full of photos of her.

The bedside table is full of photo frames, with her alone photos, pictures of her and Fang Jiming together, and photos of their marriage certificates.