Jiang Jiang moved her lips, didn't say anything more, and simply turned around and left.
When Jiang Yunmo saw Jiang Jiang leaving, he glanced at the "bodies" lying on the ground, and then at the mess on his side, he couldn't help but ask: "Where are you going?
The water and flowers are not ready yet?”
Jiang Jiang seemed not to have heard anything and walked into the house without looking back.
"Emma, this sister has a really good temper, not an ordinary one. If it were my brother like this, I would have blown his head off a long time ago. She didn't even say a word, she was silent.
I still want to help my brother clean up the mess."
"Jiang Yunmo, Jiang Yunmo, you need to be careful. Don't act unscrupulously just because there is someone behind you to protect you."
"Am I the only one who feels that the way these two siblings get along is a little strange? It seems like they don't know each other very well."
"It seems like this. This sister seems unwilling to say a word to her brother at all. She watered the flowers the whole time without even looking at her brother. Are they really siblings?"
"Maybe I was a little too tired when recording the show. In addition, I was probably a little uncomfortable with the camera, so the two of them acted a little unfamiliar. After all, they are siblings, how can they be sisters?
The two of you are not familiar with each other."
"Of course the siblings are familiar, but I think the two of them look more like pretenders."
The voice of malicious speculation sounded.
"Do you have bad eyesight upstairs? If you are not blind, you can see these two people. They look very similar, right?"
Topics are generalizations.
Jiang Jiang obviously didn't do anything. After walking a few steps, he felt that his breathing was a little heavy and his whole body was a little tired, so he had to stop.
There is no way, the quality of this body is really too bad.
I had always been tense before, so I didn't notice it. Now that I relaxed, I realized how bad this body was. I almost couldn't take two steps without taking a breath.
Jiang Yunmo walked past her carelessly, took out the milk from the refrigerator, poured it and handed it to Jiang Jiang.
"Here, drink milk."
"...don't drink."
"By the way, look at my brain. I remember that you don't like to drink milk. You like to drink soy milk. There seems to be no soy milk in the refrigerator. Why don't you just drink milk?"
"No."
"With so many things going on, why are you so picky about food?"
Jiang Yunmo took a look at the contents of the refrigerator. There was everything in the refrigerator, but there was no soy milk.
Then I looked into the kitchen sink and saw that it was still soaking in water.
I guess it was at home, because I was in a hurry when I went out in the morning and left in a hurry.
"Shall I give you some soy milk?"
Jiang Yunmo rolled up his sleeves and walked to the pool.
Pick up the soy milk and put it in a bowl.
"No."
Jiang Jiang frowned.
"oh."
The mouth promised well, and in the next second he took out the tool, "Would you like sweet or salty?"
"……It will be all right."
After Jiang Jiang agreed, he turned around and silently recited "three, two, one..."
"There's a clang in the frame!"
The bowl of soybeans and the soymilk machine all fell to the ground.
Disjointed.
Jiang Jiang sighed silently.
You see, she knew something like this was going to happen.