Lu Jixiang suddenly understood it, and he stopped in a hurry and said, "no need, no need. I'm just packing up some small things. I can do it myself. Go down quickly. Don't let Professor Song wait for a long time!"
It seems that Xiaoye is not reconciled.
"Ma'am, don't you really need it?" He asked again, more and more frozen.
Lu Jixiang shook his head wildly and replied, "it's just a little thing. I can handle it myself!"
When Xiao ye heard the speech, her expression suddenly became strange.
He looked at Lu Jixiang and seemed disappointed.
"I'm leaving, ma'am. Be careful!" He said, turning and strode away.
"Slow down!"
Lu Jixiang waved her paw and watched with her own eyes. After Xiao ye went away, she was relieved.
It's a tough fight. I almost got caught just now!
Thinking of this, Lu Jixiang quickly closed the door and angrily walked towards the bedroom, shouting: "Tang Xiaoning, what the hell are you doing? Do you know what you just did?"
Before she finished speaking, she was shocked by the scene in the room at the moment when she opened the door.
Tang Xiaoning is changing clothes!
Oh, leak!
Lu Jixiang turned around in a hurry and said with a red face, "what are you doing
"I'm not used to wearing other people's clothes." Tang Xiaoning is very comfortable. After he stoops to pick up his trousers, he looks at the girl standing at the door and smiles seductively: "sister, what are you afraid of? We had a bath together when we were children! "
Lu Jixiang didn't take his words and walked into the living room.
"Come out when it's done!" She yelled at the inside, went to the fountain and poured a glass of water.
Just sitting on the sofa, Tang Xiaoning came out.
Today, his dress is very casual, simple graffiti T-shirt with light jeans, hair a little messy, but make him look more handsome, this is a student who is reading!
But who would have thought that the young man in front of him was the cruel patriarch of the Tang clan?
Lu Jixiang looked up at him with a faint expression: "you go!"
Tang Xiaoning stares at her and doesn't seem to hear her. Instead, he says, "sister, I'm thirsty, too!"
Lu Jixiang frowned, some impatient: "thirsty on their own to pour water!"
"No!"
Tang Xiaoning came over and sat down next to the girl like a rogue, with a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the water cup in her hand.
Lu Jixiang understood, he wants to drink her water!
"No way!"
She refused decisively, even when she looked up and drank all the water in the glass.
Tang Xiaoning didn't stop her. He just stared at the girl's neck, and his expression became shocking.
Lu Jixiang also found that she quickly put down the cup and looked at him warily: "what are you looking at?"
After that, she suddenly remembered that her neck was full of strawberries!
Oh, my God!
She was so frightened that she got up and tried to slip into the bedroom.
Tang Xiaoning is quick-sighted and holds the girl's wrist.
His action is not gentle to pull people to their own front, eyes like a sharp blade, dead nail in the girl's skin.
"What is this?"
He gritted his teeth and questioned. Because of anger and jealousy, his whole facial features were distorted.
"Xiaoning..."
Lu Jixiang cried out weakly, shrinking his neck to avoid his eyes.
However, Tang Xiaoning's action became stronger. He grabbed the girl's hands, approached her head, and looked at the red marks on her skin, as if he wanted to remember them, but also wanted to eliminate them.
To be honest, Tang Xiaoning's expression at this moment is more terrible than killing people.
Lu Jixiang couldn't stand it. She kept crying so hard that she finally began to struggle.
Not noticing, her hand hit the boy in the face.
Tang Xiaoning came back and relaxed his hand slightly.
Lu Jixiang takes the opportunity to break free and runs to the other side to keep a safe distance from him. His eyes are alert.
Tang Xiaoning slowly reaction, he looked up at the girl, eyelashes slightly trembling.
"Sister..." he stepped up to get close to her.
"You, you don't come here!" Lu Jixiang pointed at him, very alert: "do not move! Yes, you just stand there and don't move. If you have anything to say, you can go away! "
Tang Xiaoning lowered his head, clenched his fist, and finally slowly released it.
"Sorry, sister, I was too impulsive just now!"
Lu Jixiang shook his head: "I don't blame you, as long as you just come!"
Tang Xiaoning is very hurt, pointed to the sofa beside, said: "sister, you sit, I promise I won't disturb you again!"
Lu Jixiang doesn't believe it.
So, she didn't move.
Tang Xiaoning saw that she didn't move, so he went to the sofa and sat down. He said: "I just can't get used to it. I used to be my sister, but now a brother-in-law suddenly appeared, and you and he still... Sister, I don't blame you. Come on, you sit down, come here!"
"You really won't do it again?" Lu Jixiang needs to be reconfirmed.
"I promise!" Tang Xiaoning nodded, his eyes were very sincere.
Lu Jixiang breathed a sigh and said, "forget it, I'd better stand!"
"Sister, you have changed!" Tang Xiaoning suddenly low voice.
"Oh, yes?" Without looking at him, Lu Jixiang began to walk around the house.
"It's true!" Tang Xiaoning's eyes moved with her and said: "elder sister, you used to care about me very much. Even if I just had a little cough, you would be very nervous!"
After hearing this, Lu Ji Xiang felt that her tooth was very painful.
"Xiaoning, you have grown up!" She sighed, very helpless: "at that time, you were too young, I was a sister, so I would be particularly concerned about you!"
"Are you not my sister now?" Tang Xiaoning screwed up his eyebrows, white porcelain like face appeared pale color.
Lu Jixiang looked back at him, very impatient: "you are very smart, but why do you always pretend to be stupid in front of me?"
Tang Xiaoning was stunned and looked at her inconceivably. It seemed that he did not expect Lu Jixiang to say such words!
Lu Jixiang also realized that he had lost his words.
"Well, I'll get you some water!"
She found a random reason and left the scene soon.
After a while, she came back with a glass of water.
Tang Xiaoning still kept the previous sitting posture, sitting alone on the sofa with his head down, the bangs in front of his forehead hanging slightly, almost blocking most of the expression on his face.