The Lu Family’s Wife is So Sweet

 Chapter 557 New Life Trajectory

"Go to bed early. We have military training tomorrow. Don't be too tired." Jiang Wan'an ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wan'an sighed helplessly and got into bed. She was now sleeping in Lu Zezhou's room and had taken his room as her own because there was a faint fragrance of Lu Zezhou's body in the room. .

Lu Zezhou has a new life trajectory at Nanda. Jiang Wan'an is still the same as before in Jincheng. It's just that he doesn't have Lu Zezhou's company when going to and from school. But generally speaking, he can adapt. After all, this is a process. It's okay if he doesn't adapt. Method.

Since she started going to and from school by herself, Jiang Beihuai has been waiting at the school gate on time every morning. When she sees Jiang Wan'an coming, she will greet her warmly and then run over. The same is true today.

 “Why are you waiting here again?” Jiang Wanan asked him.

"Waiting for you to go in together, I also brought you breakfast." Jiang Beihuai said, taking food and drink from his handbag.

Jiang Wan'an looked at it and politely refused: "I have already had breakfast, you can eat it yourself."

Jiang Beihuai was stunned and retracted: "Well, since you have already eaten, I will enjoy this delicious food to myself."

The two of them chatted and went to the classroom. Most of the people in the classroom were already here. They were about to take the high school entrance examination, and the study atmosphere was getting thicker. Only Su Jiaojiao and He Chiyu seemed out of place.

 Others were reading books and memorizing things seriously, and the two of them were playing and playing around as usual.

Jiang Wan'an walked over and took a look at the two people who were still arguing. The two of them were very thoughtful and even drew pictures of each other. However, the pictures were a bit...horrible. They were really ugly.

"Can you two behave well and leave a good impression on each other? Look at this painting, tsk tsk tsk..." Jiang Wan'an couldn't help but complain.

"The first impression we left on each other was good, but later on...you know, we can't change it." Su Jiaojiao said helplessly.

They first met when they were in kindergarten. At that time, they were reserved and innocent, and they left a good impression on each other. However, as they grew older, they turned into monsters, and their image no longer existed.

“…Have you memorized the text? The teacher will check it later.” Jiang Wanan reminded kindly.

Su Jiaojiao and He Chiyu immediately stopped writing in their hands and looked at each other in panic. They couldn't help but curse in their hearts.

Jiang Wan'an knew what was going on as soon as he saw their expressions, "Hurry up and carry as much as you can."

“Wait a minute, let me record Su Jiaojiao’s face just now.” He Chiyu said and started to write again.

“You draw me and I will draw you!” Su Jiaojiao naturally did not admit defeat.

“…It’s hopeless.” Jiang Wan’an muttered and walked to his seat.

 How do you say a sentence? The authorities are confused and the onlookers know clearly. The two people were probably confused to death, and they were tired from watching.

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 Half a month has passed and Lu Zezhou's military training has ended. However, he was unable to go home on Saturdays and weekends due to some matters. He has been counting the days since he came here.

Today is the weekend. He and his roommate just went out to buy some things and came back. He thought he should give the little girl a call.

As a result, the cell phone rang before he picked it up and put it on the table. Lu Zezhou picked it up and looked at it, and the corners of his mouth turned up instantly. He thought that this was probably because they had a tacit understanding. Jiang Wan'an took the initiative to call.

"Let me see if you have lost weight or become darker." Jiang Wan'an said seriously when he opened his mouth.

“You didn’t even tell me that you missed me before I watched it?” Lu Zezhou’s voice sounded a bit complaining.

 (End of this chapter)