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Chapter 905 Whose thoughts are not pure

Ning'er shook her head.

"I'm going to have my car cleaned."

Ning'er asked.

Jiangsu replied: "You must not wash the car before sending it off."

A contented smile suddenly appeared on Ning'er's face, "Brother Xiao Su, I knew you would definitely send me off."

Jiangsu himself said: "If I don't send you off when school starts, rumors about our breakup will break out in the school in the afternoon."

"Wouldn't that mean I would have many suitors?" Ning'er was having fun, imagining that her suitors would line up as long as the school gate. But she ignored her boyfriend, who had a gloomy face and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiangsu put his arm around Ning'er's shoulders, and when the elevator arrived, he put his arm around Ning'er's neck and walked out, "Brother Xiao Su, you are about to take my head off."

Jiangsu opened the door, blocked Ning'er from entering, and took her directly to the bedroom.

He closed the door and locked it.

Ning'er didn't understand why Jiangsu locked the door, and was about to ask, but when she opened her mouth, she was pressed behind the wall, "Hey~"

Jiangsu hugged his limp girlfriend and bit her lip, intending to hurt her and teach her a lesson.

However, he bit Ning'er's lips with his teeth, but he was reluctant to bite her.

"Xiao Su uh uh..."

Ning'er opened her mouth, but before she asked any questions, there was a man's big tongue plundering everything in her mouth.

It was clearly her mouth and her territory, but she was invaded and had nowhere to hide.

Jiangsu hugged her tighter and tighter. He discovered that he was not innocent at all. He was also a man. When he was with his girlfriend, he could not help but want to bully her.

Finally, the phone rang, interrupting the two's entanglement.

Ning'er was pushed against the door and she was breathing heavily. Jiangsu gritted his teeth and took out the cell phone in his pocket to see who was calling.

It's Mr. Qian.

Ning'er lowered her head and saw it. Then, she looked at Jiangsu and hung up the phone. He gradually calmed down and let go of his confused girlfriend.

Jiangsu left the house key on the table, turned around, and took the water glass on the table to pour water for Ning'er.

In order to quell the fire, he threw two gardenia tea bags into his cup to quell the fire.

Ning'er was still standing obediently at the door, holding the door handle with her hand, motionless.

After Jiangsu finished pouring the water, he specially added two spoons of honey to his girlfriend's cup. He lowered his head and asked casually: "Do you want a suitor?"

Ning'er immediately understood why Brother Su didn't say anything when she came in just now, and just hugged and nibbled on her.

She shook her head obediently, "No, I just said it casually."

Jiangsu pointed to the bed and said, "Sit over."

Ning'er sat obediently at the position pointed by Jiangsu. Jiangsu pulled a stool and sat in front of her, handed her a glass of honey water, and began to educate her, "Little fat girl, do you know that your thoughts have been very impure recently?"

Even if you kiss other men without telling me, are you still imagining that you have many suitors?"

Ning'er was stunned. Did she kiss another man? "Brother Xiao Su, please tell me clearly, which man did I kiss? Don't accuse me wrongly."

"Is Jiang Tianzhi a boy or a girl?! You are not allowed to kiss him, have you kissed him?" Jiangsu shouted.

Ning'er's face turned red with anger, "...Brother Xiao Su, you are unreasonable."

Jiangsu took a sip of the anti-fire tea to calm down his anger, "I'm unreasonable? Come on, tell me, what do you think? Do you still want to talk to someone outside, raise one at home, and catch another one at school?"

Ning'er looked confused again, "Brother Xiao Su, what do you mean?"

"The one person we are talking to outside is me; we are raising a cub at home, a little meat dumpling; and we are fishing for another person at school, who is unknown."

Ning'er stood up angrily, "Brother Xiao Su, your thoughts are not pure."

"Why am I not pure? I am the purest."

"You are pure, when you hugged me and kissed me just now, why did you touch me with your hands?"

Jiangsu was choked for a moment, his tone softened, and he felt guilty, "We are talking about thoughts, why are you talking about this?"

Ning'er exchanged her honey water with Jiangsu's fire-fighting tea. She drank several sips of Jiangsu's fire-fighting tea, and finally drank up all the Jiangsu fire-fighting tea and handed the empty cup to Jiangsu.

Jiangsu looked at the empty cup in his hand and then at his girlfriend, "You have a problem with your thinking and you need to correct it."

Ning'er turned her face angrily and looked aside. Jiangsu was leaning on the chair, helpless. "Come here and review."

He pushed his feet on the ground, and the chair moved back and automatically slid to the desk. There was a white and pink chair next to his black chair, which was an exclusive chair that he later specially equipped for his girlfriend.

There are also many girls' things on the table. Although Ning'er doesn't know how to use computers, she can "dress" them.

The stickers I bought online were mailed directly to my boyfriend. In the evening, my boyfriend was studying, and Ning'er was "dressing" her laptop with scissors, stickers and a scraper.

When Jiangsu saw the pink stickers his girlfriend put on her computer, the straight man didn’t understand and didn’t dare to say anything to her. If she did, she would ask, “Brother Xiao Su, do you want some stickers? I’ll give them to you too.”

Buy one?"

Jiangsu almost hugged the computer and hid it.

At some point, many stickers appeared on Ning'er's desk.

Jiangsu chose to ignore it.

"I'm a sophomore at the beginning of school, and I passed CET-4 this year."

Ning'er: "What should I do if I can't pass?"

"But you have to pass. This year you and Sister Nuan will work together. She has to take the postgraduate entrance examination, the most basic level four. If she fails, do you think there are any good schools that want her?"

Ning'er's quarrel with her boyfriend just now was quickly forgotten, "Brother Xiao Su, didn't you say that Auntie's test was very easy? Why didn't the school accept her if her English was not good?"

Jiangsu took a deep breath and said earnestly, "Hey, I always thought that there were only Gu Nuannuan and Jiang Momo in the world, a stupid pig and a stupid donkey. I didn't expect that I also have a stupid person in my family."

"Idiot," the little fat girl blinked, "What happened to me again?"

On the day Ning'er started school, the sky was overcast in the early morning. As soon as Jiangsu drove to the door of his house, he happened to catch a drizzle.

Ning'er started school on the 2nd, and Gu Nuannuan went to the institution to study on the 3rd.

When Ning'er went out, Wei Aihua was behind, worried like a mother, "Ning'er, it's raining outside. Take your umbrella and your coat. Don't catch a cold."

Ning'er was almost at the door when her eldest aunt grabbed her and stuffed a thick coat into her schoolbag before sending Ning'er out safely.

Jiangsu has long been numb to his mother's partiality.

Gu Nuannuan struggled to wake up from her bed in the early morning and looked outside. It was gloomy, so suitable for sleeping. She immediately climbed on the bed, pulled the quilt, and covered Jiang Tianzhi's little face, "Sleep with mom."

.”

Mr. Jiang was a little worried. He was going to study at a postgraduate entrance examination institution tomorrow, so he was not in a hurry.

Jiang Tianzhi had already woken up, holding a milk bottle and drinking milk powder. He was soft and tender all over, refreshing and refreshed. He was the most comfortable to hold in his arms in the early morning.

His mother covered his head with a quilt. He threw away the milk bottle and struggled with his hands and feet under the quilt to reveal his little face. He turned over and found the milk bottle on the bed. He rolled over and lay in his mother's arms again to drink milk powder.

Mr. Jiang looked at the nimble little fat man, picked him up, and threw his son in the walker to let him continue to be nimble.


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