After satisfying his hand addiction, Lin Ze gently kissed Jiang Nansun on the forehead and said, "Let's go."
"Ah!?" Jiang Nansun, who had been secretly doing psychological construction for himself, was dumbfounded when he heard this.
She was still wondering if...
Lin Ze looked at her with a smile and said, "Are you reluctant to let me go?"
"No..." Jiang Nansun hid his head under the quilt and said in a low voice.
Lin Ze took Jiang Nansun's straight and smooth hair and twisted it in his hand, "I won't let you run away easily next time."
After the door clicked shut, Jiang Nansun carefully poked his head out from under the quilt.
After confirming that Lin Ze had really left, he didn't know whether he sighed with joy or disappointment.
Lin Ze pushed gently, and the door of Zhu Suosuo's room opened smoothly.
"Huh..."
He was also worried whether Zhu Suosuo would deliberately lock the door because he was angry.
Fortunately, Zhu Suosuo left the door open for him...
Otherwise, wouldn’t he lose his wife and lose his troops?
When Lin Ze entered, the door in Zhu Suosuo's room was still lit, but Zhu Suosuo was already lying on the bed and asleep.
Lin Ze raised the watch on his wrist and took a look.
It was already two o'clock in the morning, and he didn't realize that he and Jiang Nansun had been chatting for so long.
"No wonder."
Lin Ze came to Zhu Suosuo's bedside. Zhu Suosuo, probably waiting for him, fell asleep with his arms on his pillow, and his cellphones were scattered aside.
The whole person slept directly on the quilt, but it is summer now, so it is not very cold.
"Is it too late to go back and find Jiang Nansun now?" Lin Ze was speechless.
He didn't expect such a thing to happen!
Whether it is to go back to find Jiang Nansun or wake up Zhu Suosuo, it is not a good choice.
Lin Ze feels like crying now...
It’s true that man’s calculations cannot keep up with God’s calculations, and he got himself involved in every plan.
No way...
Lin Ze could only gently adjust Zhu Suosuo's sleeping position, let her rest her head on the pillow, put her mobile phone on the bedside table, and pulled a corner of the quilt to cover Zhu Suosuo's belly.
"Huh?" Zhu Suosuo opened his eyes in a daze and saw that Lin Ze seemed to be turning around and leaving.
"Are you here?" Zhu Suosuo, who was half asleep, asked in her tingling voice.
Lin Ze, who was about to leave, turned around and saw Zhu Suosuo, who was talking to him with his eyes open just a slit, and said helplessly: "You should just sleep well."
Zhu Suosuo continued to reply in her soft voice: "Well..."
Lin Ze shook his head helplessly, and left Zhu Suosuo's room rather bitterly.
The next morning.
Lin Ze, who was sleeping in a daze, felt his nose itching.
Lin Ze was a little impatient and wanted to drive away the foreign object on his nose with his hands, and then heard a burst of laughter like silver bells.
When Lin Ze opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Nansun lying beside the bed, stroking his hair in his hand.
Apparently that was the culprit that made Lin Ze's nose itchy.
Jiang Nansun was wearing a white shirt today, with the top two buttons untied. From Lin Ze's angle, he could clearly see the whiteness of the snow.
Lin Ze, who was full of anger last night, took Jiang Nansun to bed with a force of his arm while Jiang Nansun wasn't paying attention.
Lin Ze twitched his nose and sniffed, and could smell a fragrance.
"Well..." Jiang Nansun blushed and groaned softly, and she heard the sound of Lin Ze's nose twitching.
Jiang Nansun had no choice but to protest weakly: "I don't have slippers."
"I don't mind it." Lin Ze replied in a sullen voice.
Now Jiang Nansun said nothing was of any use, he just wanted to stay in this state and sleep a little longer.
This is much more comfortable than sleeping on a pillow.
Jiang Nansun rolled his eyes at a place where Lin Ze couldn't see.
This should be because I dislike you, right?
Is this my home?
And you are sleeping on me... mine...
After a while, Lin Ze stood up with satisfaction and stretched out.
In Jiang Nansun's disgusted eyes, he hugged her and kissed her gently.
After being liberated, Jiang Nansun got out of bed and straightened the clothes that were messed up by Lin Ze, regardless of his red face.
Looking at the buttons that Lin Ze had unbuttoned with his teeth and the small patch of saliva on his shirt that was wet with saliva, Jiang Nansun glared at Lin Ze angrily.
These are the new clothes she just changed into this morning. Now she has no choice but to go back and change into another one.
In the restaurant.
Lin Ze said to Jiang Nansun, who was sitting opposite him: "Nansun, do you have time today?"
Jiang Nansun took a look at his father, who was eating silently, and said, "My classes are full today."
Obviously she is still a little dissatisfied with her father's persecution of Lin Ze yesterday.
Jiang Pengfei said that yesterday, what would happen if she really followed Lin Ze today?
Don't you still distrust Lin Ze? But her class today is indeed full.
Lin Ze looked at Jiang Nansun with some surprise, "Then when you have time, we will buy a rough house or just buy a piece of land and build it ourselves."
"You happen to be studying architecture, so you have enough money left to hire a designer."
"Cough! Cough!" Jiang Pengfei winked at Jiang Nansun anxiously, wishing he could quickly agree on her behalf.
Jiang Nansun ignored Jiang Pengfei's joke and nodded seriously: "Yes, I understand."
It is also a joy for her to have such field experience before graduating from college.
Lin Ze looked at Jiang Pengfei and said, "What about Uncle Jiang?"
Jiang Pengfei said solemnly: "Alas...Unfortunately, my stockbroker sent me a message, saying that he had some great news to tell me."
Then Jiang Pengfei enthusiastically promoted Lin Ze: "If Lin Ze has some spare money, I can recommend some stocks to you."
"Let me tell you, if you have money, you must not keep it in the bank..."
"Dad!" Jiang Nansun looked at Jiang Pengfei angrily. He didn't want Jiang Pengfei to lead Lin Ze into trouble.
His own stock trading family can only rely on his grandmother's pension to survive, and now he wants to lead Lin Ze to this path of not losing money.
"It's okay." Lin Ze first reassured Jiang Nansun, then turned around and said sincerely to Jiang Pengfei: "I did a lot of research on this when I was in the Lighthouse Country, but I really don't know much about it in China. I will definitely do it if I have the opportunity.
Ask your uncle for more advice."
"That's too..." Jiang Pengfei was about to agree, but seeing the familiar expression on Lin Ze's face, he hesitated for a moment.
This guy doesn’t want to say anything to him again, does he?
"Nansun, let him take you to school." Lin Ze pointed at Mark who was called over by him and the Rolls-Royce Phantom behind him.
"Yeah." Jiang Nansun didn't refuse, and sat in the back row generously.
In other words, Jiang Pengfei has squandered almost all her family property in the past two years. Before that, she had always been transported by a special car.
Lin Ze pointed at Matt and the big G next to him and looked at Jiang Pengfei, "Uncle, I have to make you sit here."
"No grievance, no grievance." Jiang Pengfei happily pulled away the big G and sat on it.
This row of noodles would not have wronged him at all even when he was at his most glorious.
Especially this big white bear bodyguard with big arms and round waist, he is so handsome.
According to the old Beijing saying, just one sentence: urine!