The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

Shen Qingzhuo watched all this, calmly, his eyes were a little darker, but the person involved didn't know about it, and puffed up his cheeks angrily: "I heard that smoking will be cool at this time, so are you cool? "

   "Don't make trouble." Shen Qingzhuo said, "Let's make trouble again | You."

  Jiang Li'an's face froze for two seconds. Thinking of the previous pictures of his blushing heartbeat, he pestered him for a while and asked, "So are you feeling good? Brother."

   The sound is crisp and soft.

   "You want to hook me, don't you?" Shen Qingzhuo smiled, raised his hand to grab her chin, looked at this palm-sized face, and looked at it from top to bottom, his line of sight was extremely dangerous and astringent.

"I'm just asking you if you feel good about smoking. You blame me if you think too much." Jiang Li'an said innocently, rolling his eyes and taking the opportunity to grab his cigarette directly. He held his hand high and was easily stopped by the other party within two seconds. Stopping, grabbing her wrist, she stumbled and fell on top of him.

   Four eyes are facing each other.

   The atmosphere was suddenly tense and ambiguous.

  Shen Qingzhuo held a cigarette in his other hand, the scarlet fire extinguished, illuminating the dim atmosphere, his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Want to know?"

  Jiang Li'an's scalp was numb, and just as he was about to retreat, he bit the cigarette with thin lips, took a sip, and then directly pressed the back of her neck, pouring all the smoke into her mouth.

   Jiang Li'an's first feeling was choking, he coughed violently, coughed up tears, tried to push him, but was shackled in his arms.

   The two of them smoked the same cigarette on and off.

   Again.

   "I have to take a bath." Jiang Li'an was lazy and blamed him.

   "Then don't wash it first." Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the head of the bed and gently rubbed her face with her fingertips.

   "No, you...you don't feel comfortable if you don't wash." Jiang Li'an whispered.

   "Where?" Shen Qingzhuo stared at her with his eyes down, knowingly asking, his tone was a bit harsh.

   Jiang Li'an looked at his light-hearted appearance, bit his wrist angrily, and said vaguely, "Hello beast!"

   "I just took a sip of my brother, why do you turn your face when you get out of bed?" Shen Qing tutted and patted her face, "I went to the sea with a million body that put you to sleep, what else do you want?"

   Jiang Li'an was stunned.

   Can you be more shameless? !

   "Dirty!"

   "With you, it's all about the top." Shen Qingzhuo chuckled lightly, the end of the tone dragged a little, cold and seductive.

  Jiang Li'an didn't speak anymore, he took her to take a bath, and when he got to the bed, she stayed still in his arms, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

   The two were snuggling up in the dim bedroom in the early morning, and he stroked the back of her neck once and for all, like a deep soothing.

   Jiang Li'an's sleepiness gradually struck, his eyelashes also drooped, and he fell asleep smelling the breath that belonged to him.

  The next day, she slept until three or four o'clock in the afternoon and woke up. The light came in from the outside, and you could see the floating dust.

  The fluffy quilt, the warm temperature, and the smell of the person beside the pillow.

  Jiang Li'an got out of bed, and felt a strange sense of discomfort. It felt soft when he stepped on the ground, which was more of a psychological satisfaction than a physical one.

  She was wearing Shen Qingzhuo's shirt, rubbed her eyes blankly, walked out barefoot, and saw the figure in the living room working with a computer.

   Then the light fell on him.

  The teenager wears loose and casual clothes at home. The gray home clothes line up his tall and straight back. The notebook rests on his knees, and his hands resting on it are clearly veined.

   Jiang Li'an is hard to remember what these hands have done?

  Shen Qingzhuo saw her, stopped working, walked over directly, picked up the person, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Get out of bed without wearing shoes, did you catch a cold?"

   "Isn't it because of you." Jiang Li'an rolled his eyes, his long hair was fluffy, and the strands of his hair seemed to be glowing, and there was his shadow in those eyes.

   "Then you have to remember to put on your shoes, it doesn't hurt anymore? You still run around."

   "Next time, next time."

   "How many times have I told you next time..."

   Every day when I open my eyes, there is not only the bright sunshine, but also the beloved person, who exchanged a lingering kiss, the body retains each other's breath, and the noisy voice is accompanied by the lingering love words, which lasts for years.

  Jiang Li’an went straight to master’s and doctoral studies after graduating from graduate school, and conquered the computer direction. She is the eldest lady of Huaxing, and will not be active in internal entertainment all the time.

  The eldest lady has a smart head, perfectly inherited the genes of her parents and brother, and she has really achieved results.

Others envy the Jiang family's pair of sons and daughters, all of them are evil spirits. The former won the gold medal in the international biology competition, won glory for the country, and made great contributions to the development of the country. In the same year, he took over the company and acted resolutely, showing his father's demeanor for the first time. , The latter is young and young, graduated with a double doctorate, taking into account both finance and computer, and the genius is not inferior to the former.

   Compared with the complicated computer industry, Jiang Li'an's favorite is Shen Qingzhuo.

   Facts have proved that the young man who drives meat is really strong physically. He seems to be addicted. For a long time, he has lived absurdly and excessively. Jiang Li'an is not very likely to reject him in this regard, so much that he wants to drown in the house.

  Love is not all sweet, they have stumbled along the way, there are conflicts, quarrels, tears, but they are not separated.

   There is no sweetness that stays the same forever, but quarrels are quarrels, and he will always love her.

  Jiang Li'an will always remember one day at the age of nineteen, two people had an argument over something, she cried and told him to go away, and then he really left, maybe there was no more desperate feeling than that.

When a person was sitting on the ground crying until he lost his voice, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a cup of milk tea was pushed through the crack of the door, followed by various snacks and figures, and even glowing in the dark. necklace and ring.

  Light seeped in through the crack of the door, he pushed open the door, hugged her from the ground, whispered that he was wrong, stuck to her again and again, coaxed her, and kissed her tears away.

   At that moment, Jiang Li'an suddenly loved him very much.

   That night, he stayed in the bedroom and slept on the ground with the blanket.

   Later, Jiang Li'an found an opportunity and pretended to fall off the bed inadvertently, so he hugged her.

  Love is always going in both directions, bowing your head and asking both of you to hand over the steps, noisy, tolerant and understanding, stumbling over from the age of 18 to their future.

   When Jiang Li'an and Shen Qingzhuo reached the legal age for marriage, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate.

   The weather on the road is sunny and everything is happy.

   in the ID photo.

   He has clean eyebrows and clear eyes, full of youthful air.

   Her eyes curled up, with a hidden smile in her eyes, sweet and charming.

   On the road from which they got the certificate, even the street was much more beautiful than before. They had walked on this street countless times, and now it was their way back from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

   Coincidentally, the traffic police checked the driver's license and stopped the vehicle.

   "Please cooperate with me and show my ID."

   Shen Qingzhuo lowered the car window indifferently, pulled out his ID and handed it to him.

   The traffic policeman took a look, not sure, then took another look, a little puzzled.

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The full version of   1-5 will be posted in the v skirt.