Chapter 232 The feeling of being poked into the lung duct
Chapter 232 The feeling of being stabbed in the lung duct
Author: Marshmallow is not sugar
Chapter 232 The feeling of being stabbed in the lung duct
"Jiang Jiang, you..."
Liang Yancheng stood there steadily, with his arms folded and his face expressionless.
His eyes were lowered, and something seemed to be brewing in them.
The fingers placed behind him were clearly articulated and held tightly.
There is a feeling that all your temper is stuck in your throat and you can't let it out.
Liang Yancheng rarely got angry, but when facing Jiang Jiang, he would always lose his sense of proportion.
"What's wrong?"
"Today is your birthday, so why don't you treat your birthday as the same thing?"
Jiang Jiang smiled bitterly, not quite understanding what he was making.
"But I think the current study is more important to me."
Jiang Jiang was telling him in an extremely calm and controlled tone that she always knew what she should do and what she shouldn't do.
"Liang Yancheng, I told you before that I want to go to a good university and study a good major."
"..."
It’s really good to plan for yourself.
"So," Jiang Jiang raised his head and pulled a small face, "Don't waste my time at this time, and don't talk about things that are there or not."
"I would be angry if you were to do this."
Jiang Jiang sniffed and warned seriously.
After a moment of silence, Liang Yancheng walked up to Jiang Jiang, his eyes radiating an unprecedented tenderness, "Come on Jiang Jiang."
"I will."
Jiang Jiang nodded firmly, then pulled out a stool and sat in front of the desk.
Keep your back straight and don't raise your head.
Liang Yancheng walked out of the study with a gloomy expression.
The servants and the aunt in the kitchen came over:
"Does the food need to be reheated?"
Miss Jiang Jiang’s birthday today, they received the call early and made good preparations
But Miss Jiang Jiang seemed to be too tired and fell asleep as soon as she came back.
Then, there will be no more...
Everyone is waiting.
It was not easy to see this young master coming back.
After a while, the young master walked out of the study with an ugly face. As for Miss Jiang Jiang, she was not behind him at all.
"All withdrawn."
Liang Yancheng's eyes fell on the birthday decoration with the words "Happy Birthday" in the living room.
The more he looked at it, the more ironic he felt. A shadow fell on his face, making it even harder to see the expression on his face. "Clean up all those colorful things."
"ah?"
The servant wondered if there was something wrong with his ears?
These……
These are all in accordance with the young master's instructions.
Why should it be withdrawn?
"What do the pieces here and there look like?"
maid:……
Her young master, that's not what he said just now.
Fortunately, the servant was very fast, and in just a moment, all those things were cleared away.
Without the eye-catching decorations, my mood gradually recovered a lot.
Liang Yancheng turned his head, glanced into the study, and walked out with a sullen face.
It didn't take long for me to come back again, but this time I had a thick stack of papers in my hand.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Send it to Jiang Jiang."
The servant didn't dare to be careless and took it quickly.
Liang Yancheng just watched Jiang Jiang after the door opened, and took the paper from the hand with a smile on his face.
Then he closed the door again.
Liang Yancheng instantly felt that his lungs had been poked.