"Yes!" Su Mang felt like he was about to be plotted.
"Call me husband! If you call me husband, I will not only tell you who the designer is, but I will also ask him to build you a room exactly the same as it was!" Jiang Liu's eyes were as gentle as the clear springs of clouds.
It was coaxing, and the voice was as soft as a feather floating in the air, tickling the tip of Su Mang's heart.
Su Mang was silent for more than a minute. It was obvious that there was a war between heaven and man in her little mind. Jiang Liuyun stood beside her and just smiled silently, admiring the wonderfully changing expressions on her beautiful face.
A minute later, Su Mang raised his chin proudly and snorted coldly, "I don't want it!"
After she finished speaking, she straightened her back and walked out as proudly as a queen.
Jiang Liuyun looked at her back and almost laughed out loud - this stubborn and proud little girl refused to give in!
……☆yu★xiaoi☆xi★zuo☆pin★……
At noon, Su Mang was having lunch with Jiang Liuyun. Just like yesterday, the three beauties stood opposite her with different expressions: some were sad, some were posing, some were resentful. Su Mang looked at them and the food in their mouths was still sweet.
They stood there voluntarily and humiliated themselves, it had nothing to do with her.
Halfway through lunch, Su Mang's phone suddenly rang.
Su Mang glanced at the name on the screen, his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, and he quickly pressed the answer button.
The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said, but Su Mang responded happily, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and trotted out.
Jiang Liuyun also put down the tableware in his hands gracefully, and looked at Su Mang's back as he ran further and further away, his eyes as clear as a spring gradually becoming deeper.
The moment the little girl answered the phone, she was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart, and her smile was so bright and sweet.
She had never been able to smile like that at him. When she looked at him smiling, it was always cold and taunting.
Jiang Liuyun suddenly felt very depressed, so he got up and walked upstairs.
Walking to the top floor, through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, she saw Su Mang fluttering into the arms of a young man outside the villa like a fluttering butterfly.
