Seeing that Jiang Jiang had no intention of rejecting him, Jiang Yunan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but tentatively said, "Would you like to rest for a while? I heard that you have been in the room for several hours."
She shook her head, "It's okay, no need."
Jiang Jiang felt that she did not need to rest for the time being.
"Why don't you need a break? Doing homework is very energy-consuming."
There are Fengyoujing and coffee on the table.
My temples are all red from being pressed, how can I not feel tired?
It's just trying to hold on.
Jiang Yunan stretched out his hand, and Jiang Jiang subconsciously dodged it, leaving his hand hanging in the air.
After hesitating for a moment, he slowly retracted his hand without feeling embarrassed.
Jiang Jiang smiled awkwardly: "Thank you for your concern."
Such unfamiliar and polite words made Jiang Yunan silent for a moment. After a while, he asked again: "Jiang Jiang, are you always so polite to everyone you talk to?"
Jiang Jiang is too polite to others, and it is precisely because he is too polite that people feel that something is wrong.
It seems that he really doesn't intend to have any quarrel with them.
It's as if he wishes he could draw a clear line with them earlier.
She glanced at Jiang Yunan and said nothing.
"Um?"
Jiang Yunan stood in front of him, with an indescribable aura about him.
Jiang Jiang whispered: "That's not the case."
"In this case, you don't have to be so cautious with us."
He wanted to tell Jiang Jiang: Don't be so cautious, this is her home, she can do whatever she wants, and she doesn't have to care about other people's eyes or faces.
Jiang Jiang lowered his head and picked up the pen on the table again: "I'm going to start writing the test paper."
The final rejection was self-evident.
Jiang Yunan was stunned.
"Jiang Jiang, did you hear what I said?"
"I didn't hear you." Jiang Jiang took a deep breath and raised his head. His black hair was tied into a ponytail and fell quietly on the back of his head. He had a good-looking profile and his big eyes looked straight at Jiang Yunan. He paused and spoke.
Said: "Because I didn't intend to do what you said, so I didn't hear it."
Jiang Yunan took a deep breath, his temples jumped suddenly, and he forced himself to calm down, "Reason?"
"There is no reason. If you insist on me telling you one reason, I can make up many reasons for you."
How can there be so many reasons for being a supporting actor?
Besides, what's the use of talking more?
"Hiss" Jiang Yunan took a breath of air.
"Do you have anything else to do? If you have nothing else to do, please go out."
This person stood next to me, feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
"you……"
Jiang Yunan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the next second, Jiang Jiang lowered his head and was already doing the questions, as if he was ignoring you regardless of what he said.
Jiang Yunan frowned and walked out of Jiang Jiang's room.
In the living room, Jiang Yunshu was lying on the sofa, watching TV, eating fruits that had been washed, and dangling her feet, feeling very comfortable.
Jiang Yunan remembered the way Jiang Jiang lowered his head to brush up on the questions, and then looked at Jiang Yunshu, who was enjoying herself, and couldn't help but frown.
"Brother, when did you come back?"
Jiang Yunshu put down the fork in her hand and waved enthusiastically.