Miss Garsia, the Cat Is Out of the Bag

As soon as this was said, Situshu directly increased her hand, and Nan Jiang grinned with pain: “What are you doing? Murder my husband! ”

“If you say such an asshole again in the future, I won’t just increase my strength.”

Situshu took a towel and rolled it twice in his face.

“How can this be an asshole? What’s wrong with being my girlfriend?”

The whole Jiangcheng people who want to be his girlfriend lined up, which is Situshu, who didn’t care about him at all, but they grew up together.

“Maybe all the women outside want to be your girlfriend, but I’m really not interested in you.”

Situshu threw the towel directly into his arms. “Apply it yourself, or something will happen if I don’t go home.”

Situshu just walked out the door, and Nan Jiang followed.

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Situ Shu smiled: “No, I can go back by myself, what’s more, the subway is quite convenient now.”

“Well, it’s such a happy decision.” Nan Jiang directly reached out and buckled her wrist, pulling her towards her parking space. “Get on the bus.”

Situshu is very resistant to getting on this pink sports car.

But looking at the smiling man next to him, Situshu knew she couldn’t escape, so she had to sit up with her resignation.

While driving, Situshu always dared not really look at Nan Jiang, but turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car.

“The scenery outside is so beautiful? Is it better than me? ”

This sounds a bit ridiculous.

Situshu took a deep breath: “I don’t think anything should be your business, right?”

“You are a strange girl. You are polite when you talk to other brothers. How can you be so unscrupulous when you come to me?”

Nan Jiang thought it over carefully and suddenly smiled narcissistically: “I see, it must be the most comfortable and comfortable to get along with me, so you are so rude to me, right?”

“narcissism.”

“But I quite like getting along with you like this. I think you are nothing like other women.”

Situshu suddenly turned her head and told him in an orderly way: “I’m not different from other women, I’m just not interested in you.”

Although she said so, Nan Jiang still said to herself as if she hadn’t heard it: “That’s a good feeling. If you were interested in me, I might not be as interested in you as I am now.”

You like what you can’t get when you are together?

Situshu quietly turned white eyes in her heart, and her face remained silent.

Situ’s home is not far away, and the car will arrive soon. When she stopped at the door, Situ Shu just got off the bus and said goodbye to her brother. I never thought that Nan Jiang would follow her directly.

“Come on, I haven’t eaten aunt Su’s meal for a long time.”

Who doesn’t know that Cotyledon Su is not good at cooking?

This sentence is just an excuse, the purpose is to visit her home.

Although SiTuShu face some unhappiness, but helpless to stop him, can only be resigned to follow him.

The moment Situshu stepped into the house, she found that today’s situation is not as simple as she thought.

There are two people sitting on the sofa in the hall, one is Pear Moon and the other is Wenzi Period.

Pear Moon is still dressed in a formal suit, and it seems that she has just returned from school, and her eyes are cold, and a small mole in the corner of her eye adds a touch of need.

As for the Wenzi period, his nose is high and his eyes are cold, and he is indifferent and alienated. He doesn’t like to talk. Sitting there is cold and forcing, which makes people feel scared.

Two people don’t know what to talk about at the moment, pear month bent lips, temperament slightly moist, and always indifferent Wenzi period, at this moment the eyes are like melting spring water.

She opened her mouth and didn’t know which brother to call first. Wen Hechen came out of the kitchen with a steaming dish.

What day is this today? Why have you all come to her house?

Although she couldn’t figure it out, she called her brother in order of seniority.

“You call everyone a brother, except me, a Nan Jiang.” Nan Jiang stood beside her at the moment, and when she heard these names, she felt some uncomfortable fingers and knocked on her head.

Situshu let out a cry of pain while clutching her head. The two people on the sofa just smiled at the corners of her mouth and suddenly solidified.

“As long as you don’t bully her on weekdays, she will naturally call you brother.” Wenzi’s voice is faint, but it is obviously biased towards Stuart.

“I don’t need her to call me brother.” Nan Jiang smiled and didn’t have a straight shape. She reached out and hooked her neck and took her into her arms. “I am going to marry our wife.”

When this was said, the two people on the sofa were not calm.

Wenzi period is fine, but I just feel that Nan Jiang, a playboy, is not worthy of Situshu, so I show my dissatisfaction.

As for the pear month …

Situshu felt that there was a burning eye sweeping back and forth on herself and Nan Jiang, and she was uncomfortable to see, so she broke free from Nan Jiang’s arms.

Wen Hechen said with a soft voice, “The food is all ready. Now that Didi is back, let’s have dinner.”

In a short sentence, she was relieved.

Appreciated, Situshu quickly ran to the table and picked the most remote corner.

Originally, I thought that no one would provoke her when sitting in the corner. I never thought that Nan Jiang actually sat down directly next to himself. Not only that, but the smile was particularly playful: “I really don’t know who you are avoiding.”

Situshu subconsciously looked up at the pear month and found that he was sitting in a position a little far away from himself, which was a sigh of relief.

Then, she looked at Nan Jiang beside her, smiling, and stomped on him under the table.

Nan Jiang also dare not make any noise, can only face twisted smile, then gently pick up a piece of pork ribs with trembling hands and put them into the bowl of Situshu.

“Hey, hey, don’t you like ribs best?”

Situshu’s nerves tensed. She picked up the sparerib and put it back in Nan Jiang’s bowl: “Sorry, I don’t want to eat it.”

Nan Jiang didn’t care, so he picked up the ribs and put them in his mouth. He squinted with a smile: “The ribs with the clips are delicious.”

This guy is lighting a fire!

Situshu didn’t know how many times she scolded him in her mind. Just as she was silently voicing in her mind, a hand as white as jade shook in front of her, and a piece of braised pork suddenly appeared in her bowl.

Situshu looked up, and she knew that this piece of braised pork was brought by Pear Moon.

She doesn’t eat fat.

Before she could frown, Nan Jiang next to her first changed her face.