Chapter 32 (1/2)
Su wanwan was so sad that she suddenly fell on the bed and began to cry, ”wuwuwu, Jiang Chengzhan, you bullied me, I'm so good to you, you bullied me, wuwuwu...”
She was crying and playing with her legs. It really seemed that she was very sad.
Jiang Chengzhan Leng for a few seconds, see Su late cry, began to worry.
He climbed up to Su wanwan and pushed her shoulder first. Then he said in a very low voice: ”wife, wife?”
Seeing that Su didn't pay attention to him, he changed his direction and continued to push her: ”wife, wife, are you really angry?”
Su wanwan reached out to push him and didn't let him touch her. ”Don't worry about me. Let me cry to death. You're not good to me at all.”
Jiang Chengzhan asked Qu Baba to say, ”how can Zhan Bao treat you badly? If you ask me to remember your good, I will remember it!”
Dare to quibble, Su got up late and sat cross legged on the bed looking directly at him: ”you dare to say, I asked you to write my good, what did you write?”
Jiang Chengzhan said in a small voice, ”I don't know. You say now, I'll write now. Is that ok?”
What do you write now?
Su wanwan tilted her head to think about it. It's a good idea.
She hesitated for a moment, nodded: ”OK, you write now.”
After a pause, she specially stressed: ”then I have to watch you write, or you fool me again.”
Jiang Chengzhan saw that she didn't cry and began to giggle. As he walked underground, he said, ”Zhan Bao is going to write.”
”Wait a minute,” Su wanwan catches up. Now she doesn't believe Jiang Chengzhan any more. She wants to see him write with her own eyes.
Jiang Chengzhan found another diary. He went to the sofa, sat down on the carpet, spread out the diary on the tea table, grasped the pen and began to ponder.
Su wanwan rolled a scroll with a notebook, sat on the sofa and stared at Jiang Chengzhan, while gently slapping the palm of his hand with the notebook, urging: ”write quickly, what do you think?”
Jiang Chengzhan frowned: ”wife, I don't know how to write.”
Su wanwan snorts, and the notebook slaps on the palm of his hand. Jiang Chengzhan shivers uncontrollably.
Su wanwan clenched her teeth and said, ”how can you write xiaohuangwen?”
”I can't write it today. I'm not allowed to sleep at night.”
”And no dinner tomorrow.”
”Oh,” Jiang Chengzhan held his head in one hand and continued to ponder.
After sitting in silence for more than half an hour, Jiang Chengzhan didn't write a word down. Su wanwan was angry and stared at him with his cheeks bulging. He pinched his waist with one hand and knocked on the desk with the other hand. ”Hey, how can you write so fast, you can't write a word of business?”
Jiang Chengzhan was in a low mood. He rubbed his head and said, ”but I just can't remember.”
Su wanwan
Hand patted his head, seemingly very hard, in fact fell on the head gently, ”dare to say!”
”I treat you so well that you don't remember a word?”
Why is she so sad? Alas, a red heart has been fed to the dog!
After sitting for more than ten minutes, Su couldn't stand him any more. She felt that she had to go on the stage in person and reminded her, ”on the first day, our bridal chamber...”
Forget it. It really looks like xiaohuangwen.
”Ah, that's the next morning, we offered tea to my grandfather. Someone wanted to beat you. Who helped you out?”
”Ah --”
Jiang Chengzhan seemed to be suddenly open, and finally remembered, ”I know, I know.”
She patted Jiang Chengzhan on the shoulder and said, ”write well. I'll make you something delicious tomorrow.”
Su wanwan squints beside her and sleeps. She sleeps when she squints.
And had a dream,
In her dream, Jiang Chengzhan has been pretending to be a fool to cheat her. When she finds out, she keeps beating him with a pillow, beating him. The back of her arm is crooked, and then she wakes up.
She reaches for her hand to wipe her saliva. Jiang Chengzhan lowers his head and is still working hard under the dim yellow light. He looks very focused. Su wanwan wakes up for a few seconds and pokes out his head to see what he has written.
”My wife wore a cheongsam that day. Her waist is so thin, her legs are long and white, so beautiful...”
”Jiang - Cheng - Zhan -” Su wanwan let out a roaring roar, ”you write about tyranny again!”
Jiang Chengzhan shivered and looked at Su wanwan pitifully: ”wife, I worked very hard to remember.”
Su wanwan looked at him speechless: ”you still pretend to me, don't you?”
”You can't even remember your English so well. You can't remember what I did to you, can you?”
She reached for Jiang Chengzhan's chin and looked left and right. Her face was full of doubts. ”I really doubt that you are playing silly with me!”
She patted the table with her slender hand and said, ”write it for me quickly.”
”Pause,” I say what you write to me
She can't let Jiang Chengzhan write eight times. Jiang Chengzhan is obviously fooling her.
”Well,” Jiang Chengzhan said obediently, ”then you say, Zhan Bao will give you a record.”