Chapter 109 No Rejection
The twins said in unison: "I know."
The big one and the small one walked out of the room. Seeing the three children take out small notebooks and pencils from their schoolbags, Jiang Li curled his lips, looked in the direction of the study, and walked to the kitchen.
To make fried chicken legs and braised pork, you need to prepare the ingredients in advance and prepare the ingredients to be used.
At this moment, Luo Yanqing was sitting alone in the study. There was a book on the table in front of him. This book was the one Jiang Li had read before.
Well, Jiang Li actually couldn't figure out one thing. She clearly put the book she took from the study back to the bookshelf as it was before going to bed last night. How could Luo Yanqing, a man, find something strange today and conclude that she had moved the bookshelf, and which book did she move?
As time passed, Luo Yanqing couldn't help but recall the first look at the gate of the courtyard.
He knew very well that except for work, he was indifferent to everything, and his emotions rarely fluctuated.
Of course, he had to admit that when he saw... when he saw his current wife, a lesbian named Jiang Li, his emotions fluctuated.
Even if the fluctuation was very slight...
With his beautiful lips slightly pursed, Luo Yanqing thought to himself: Is she really a girl raised in a farm family?
Her skin was as white as snow, and her temperament and conversation were good.
According to Mr. Song, his wife just turned eighteen this year... Eighteen years old, the age of a beautiful woman, is she really as Mr. Song said, admiring his profession, and for personal health reasons, marrying him, a gay man who was married twice, to be the stepmother of Luo Mingrui and his three siblings?
From the moment Luo Yanqing saw Jiang Li to this moment, many doubts surged in his heart.
But it was obvious that he did not reject the other party.
Otherwise, his emotions would not fluctuate, and he would not... take the initiative to walk out of the study and ask a series of questions.
Luo Yanqing wanted to stop thinking about that figure, the figure that caused his emotions to fluctuate, but his brain nerves seemed to be out of his control, and kept replaying the scenes of him and her talking to each other from the time they first met.
In just a few minutes, he kept replaying, could he be sick?
Her face was less than the size of his palm, and her eyes were clear, smart, and a little foxy.
Her nose was high... her nose tip was small and delicate, her lips were round and full, and the color was slightly darker than cherry blossom pink...
After replaying it in his mind for several times, Luo Yanqing only felt that his ears were slightly hot. This feeling was so strange that Luo Yanqing was a little at a loss for a while.
He closed the book in front of him, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. After about a few minutes, the strange feeling completely disappeared.
In the living room, the twins followed Jiang Li's instructions and finished writing the numbers carefully. They wanted to talk and play, but when they thought of what their mother said, they sighed at the same time, holding their chins with both hands, and watched their brother still practicing calligraphy stroke by stroke.
Suddenly, the twins found that the small book in front of them was picked up by a big hand. The brother and sister blinked their eyes, then raised their heads and saw their father standing behind them.
"Dad?"
"Yeah."
Luo Yanqing responded.
He looked indifferently and flipped through the twins' writing books. After a moment, he put the small book back on the square table in front of the twins: "Not bad."
Xiao Mingwei stood up and looked up and asked: "Is Dad praising Weiwei?"
Luo Yanqing: "Yeah."
"Sister, sister, Dad also praised me!"
Xiao Minghan showed his presence in front of his father.
Xiao Mingrui heard that his brother and sister were praised by his father, and the hand holding the pen couldn't help but exert force. At this time, there was a crisp sound and the tip of the pencil broke.