The Age of Rebirth: The Stepmother of the Sick Beauty Just Wants to Salt Fish

Looking at the smile on Jiang Li's face, Xiao Jin unconsciously popped out the word "sweet".

With a slightly hot face, Xiao Jin suddenly came back to his senses.

Everyone has a love for beauty, but Xiao Jin clearly knows that he only admires Jiang Li purely, and has no intention of being charming at all.

"Well, then you are busy, I will pick up my Professor Jia Luo from get off work."

Jiang Li's expression was natural, as she spoke, she wanted to leave.

"Comrade Jiang Li!"

Seeing that Jiang Li was about to leave, Xiao Jin hurriedly called him to stop.

"Comrade Xiao, what's the matter?"

Jiang Li looked at the other party puzzled.

"I apologize to you on behalf of my wife. Comrade Jiang Li, I'm really sorry. My wife may be emotionally unstable due to pregnancy. I have offended you today. Please forgive me."

And Xiao Jin took two steps, as if he sensed the warm and sweet breath coming from behind him, he couldn't help but turned his head and glanced, and saw the man's tall and straight figure, his originally indifferent eyes were instantly full of tenderness and pampering .

Depressed, Xiao Jin thought about helping Shen Yun make dinner before going back to the compound.

Jiang Li nodded and smiled: "Comrade Xiao, you are busy, so I won't stay here any longer."

Xiao Jin didn't quite understand, but he didn't ask Jiang Li. He nodded, "I'll tell you the story. But, can Comrade Jiang Li stop being so polite to me? Although you and I are no longer colleagues, we know each other after all. I live in the same compound again, and there will be many opportunities to meet in the future, so Comrade Jiang Li should stop using honorifics to me, okay?"

And this kind of gaze, he is afraid that he will never see it from his wife's eyes...

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Liyin fell, when she turned around and was about to leave, she saw Luo Yanqing walking towards her from far and near. Immediately, she stood there without moving again, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the corners of her lips were drawn into a slight arc. Waiting for her professor Luo to approach.

"Supposedly Comrade Xiao shouldn't be the one to apologize to me, but since husband and wife are one, then I'll accept your apology."

Jiang Li didn't avoid it, she put away the smile on her face, and said lightly: "I don't really have any grudges with your lover, but I still want you to tell her to live your own life well, don't look at each other with one mountain Shan Gao, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot."

Even though he didn't see the woman's expression when she saw her lover, from her tone of voice and laughter, it was not difficult for him to imagine that when her lover appeared in her eyes, her eyes must be shining , as if studded with bright stars.

After catching the woman, a smile bloomed on the man's cold and handsome face. He hugged the woman tightly and asked, "Why didn't you rest in the dormitory?"

With an apologetic expression on his face, Xiao Jin bowed to Jiang Liyi: "I'm sorry."

"no problem."

Envy?
Yes, he is envious, envious of the way those two get along, which is warm and romantic, but he can only be envious besides envy.

The woman's voice is delicate and sweet, very pleasing to the ear.

"I'm here to pick you up from get off work, are you happy?"

In order to avoid mutual embarrassment, well, it was his one-sided embarrassment, Xiao Jin looked away and moved on.

reason?

Before walking in front of the woman, the man stretched out his hands, and the next moment, the woman threw herself into the man's arms like a butterfly with light steps.

"It turns out that Comrade Jiang is here. No wonder the team leader leaves work on time today, and we are all honored by Comrade Jiang."

He Wei walked beside Wen Siyuan and said with a smile, "The team leader is really lucky to have such a beautiful wife as Comrade Jiang."

Wen Siyuan glanced at He Wei: "Envy?"

"Aren't you envious?"

He Wei rolled his eyes at Wen Siyuan, and he asked casually:
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