Li Xiaolan took a leave of absence after finishing the project in hand. Qiao Jiang didn’t know whether he contacted Gao Jinlan or Gao Jinlan took the initiative to contact him. It didn’t matter.
What’s important is that Gao Jinlan was happy. She let her aunt go home and she was busy working on dinner in the kitchen. Li Xiaolan cut the fruit on the side, squeezed two glasses of juice and brought it to the sofa.
Qiao Jiang had just finished taking a shower and her hair was still wet. He put the juice on the coffee table and went to get a dry towel to wipe her hair.
Qiao Jiang didn’t even raise his head, sliding his fingers on the phone screen to read the company’s group messages. The big boss hardly talked in the group. Several division managers shouted slogans and posted orders every day like chicken blood, while a group of employees below cheered. Applause, the group message was 99+ every minute, Qiao Jiang glanced at the weekly report sent by his assistant, and compared with last week’s performance, it was much bleak.
She made two red calls and went back, closed the phone, took a sip from the glass of juice on the table.
Kiwi and apple.
It’s Qiao Jiang’s favorite taste.
Li Xiaolan is always attentive. When Qiao Jiang goes out to eat with him, he doesn’t have to worry about ordering because he will remember all the cuisines he likes.
“Jiang Jiang.” He wrung out her hair with a towel and said in a very soft voice, “Don’t be angry. I said the wrong thing that day. It’s my fault.” He has
A good voice and a gentle tone. , his words are smooth and his Mandarin is very standard. Qiao Jiang used to like to listen to what he said, even if the content he said was boring, as serious and boring as him.
Qiao Jiang put down the juice and patted the sofa next to her. Li Xiaolan came from behind her, sat next to her, and stretched out his arms to hug her.
Qiao Jiang did not move, listening to his too fast heartbeat and said, “Li Xiaolan, touch my heart.”
Li Xiaolan reached out to touch her heart for no apparent reason.
She raised her face and said, “I don’t have feelings for you anymore.”
“It doesn’t matter.” Li Xiaolan raised his hand to lift up the ends of her dripping hair, put it on the towel and twisted it, “I heard that the two of us have been together for a long time. Over time, love will turn into family affection, and we are probably an old married couple now.”
“I have feelings for other men.” She turned around, lifted her long hair from the back of her head, and pulled her pajamas down. Showing the hickey on the back shoulder.
If Yan Zhao sucked too hard, the hickey would not go away for a while, and it would take at least a week to completely disappear.
Li Xiaolan stared at the hickey for a while, then reached out to hold her shoulders, turned Qiao Jiang over, and hugged her hard: “I’m sorry.”
He knew Qiao Jiang too well, and she would not change her heart easily and fall in love with someone else. People.
It was he who let her down, the quarrel between them, Gao Jinlan’s cancer, these bad things made her unable to find an outlet. He could even imagine her having insomnia at night, standing at the window smoking.
He wasn’t with her when she needed him most.
She once said how important Gao Jinlan was to her, but he hurt her with those words.
“Li Xiaolan.” Qiao Jiang touched the soft hair on the back of his head, “Don’t be stupid.” “
I took a week off.” He leaned on her shoulder, “I will stay with you and Aunt Lan.”
Qiao Jiang not talking.
Li Xiaolan put his arm around her waist: “Jiang Jiang, can you give me some buffering time?”
“How long?” Qiao Jiang didn’t push him away. She smelled the softener on his clothes. She bought it, cedar. Wood vanilla.
Li Xiaolan didn’t like this flavor before. He preferred the orange flavor, but because Qiao Jiang liked it, he changed it.
For Qiao Jiang, he has been compromising.
Even if he doesn’t want to break up, he hopes Qiao Jiang can give him some time to stay with her and relax.
“I don’t know.” His voice was lonely.
Qiao Jiang let him hold her. It wasn’t until Gao Jinlan came out of the kitchen that she gently pushed him away and said, “Don’t tell my mother yet.”
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Dog Man
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