Doctor Jiang Struggles To Survive Every Day

Chapter 295: Do you still have a face

  Chapter 295 Do you still have a face

  This should be your own room, right?

   "Also, I remember I locked the door, how did you get in?"

   Although the man said that his face was a bit uncomfortable after being caught, he still held him tightly, lying on Jiang Tingxu’s shoulder, and said:

   "Of course I came in with the key."

   Can’t fly in or sneak in, right?

  Jiang heard Xu Shen laugh a few times:

   "Mo Boyuan, do you want a face? Get out!"

  I have never seen such a shameless man!

  It’s impossible to go out. Since all the bags have been captured, then simply ‘break the jar and break it. ’

"sleep!"

  Sleep, you big-headed ghost, you are lying next to you, how can people sleep?

  Jiang heard Xu that people were still motionless, so he pushed directly:

   "You go out quickly and go to your room to sleep."

  The next moment, this stinky shame not only did not go out, but also wrapped up people like an octopus:

   "If you don't sleep anymore, then don't sleep tonight."

  I’m not a little girl, how can I not understand the deep meaning behind this threat?

   "Let go first."

   "If it's not loose, can you sleep or not?"

   Jiang Ting Xu's face trembled fiercely, and he took a few more deep breaths before finally suppressing the suffocation in his heart and closing his eyes.

  Seeing this, a certain man is in the dark, the one who smiles is called a brilliant.

  The next day.

   Jiang heard Xu opened his eyes at more than eight o'clock, and the man beside him is no longer there, and the alarm clock that was originally set on the phone has long been turned off.

  Actually, at the beginning of last night I thought that I would definitely not fall asleep, so I prepared for a night of sleeplessness. Who knows, I slept until this time all night, and never woke up in the middle of the night.

  I don't know whether to be angry with someone who is shameless, or whether to be angry with oneself.

   Unconsciously pursed his lips, and slowly, he got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

  After half an hour, come out of the bathroom after washing, change clothes, go out, and go downstairs.

  Downstairs, the man is already sitting on the sofa, with the notebook on his lap, dealing with work.

"Woke up?"

   Seeing the woman come downstairs, she asked softly.

  Jiang heard Xu hum, which was regarded as a response.

  At the table next door, breakfast has been prepared.

  Probably because the host is at home today, there are many more types of breakfast than when Jiang Tingxu was alone.

  After going downstairs, the man also removed the notebook from his lap and got up.

   "Wife, how did you sleep last night?"

  Jiang heard Xu Yi startled, and then his eyes were blank:

  "Can you not owe so much?"

   Seeing that his wife was indeed suspected of having to do it, Mo Boyuan gave up:

   "Okay, then have breakfast."

  Humph~

   Enjoying the service of the man pulling the chair, serving the meal, Jiang Tingxu's face improved a bit.

  However, just after a few bites, the landline rang.

  Uncle Mu answered the phone:

   "It's Young Master Ningning, ah, okay, Grandpa Mu is okay."

  "Master and grandma are having breakfast, all right, then Master Ningning will wait."

   Putting the handset aside, Uncle Mu came over:

  "Young Master, Young Grandma, Little Master Call."

   Jiang Ting Xu heard that it was his son's call, and immediately got up and answered it.

   "Hello, Ningning?"

  On the phone, the little guy's tone was very uncomfortable:

   "Jiang Tingxu, you and dad are too much. You threw Ningning there yesterday!"

   Listening to his son’s complaint, Jiang Tingxu wanted to say: It’s really not that your mother deliberately wanted to throw you there. Your father is like a bandit, so disagree!

   "Ah, sorry, sorry, my mother is not good, forgot us Ningning."

  (End of this chapter)

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