Can rebirth be withdrawn?

Chapter 19 Taoyuan Town (6)

Jiang Yu looked at the chicken leg she handed over, but didn't stretch out his hand, and was annoyed by her words and took a silent breath.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhong Shaoyu paused: "Oh, I see."

Jiang Yu's eyes lighted up slightly.

"I almost forgot, you love cleanliness the most," Zhong Shaoyu Tengkong changed a piece of oiled paper to wrap the drumstick, and handed it to him again: "Okay, this way you won't get your hands dirty."

Jiang Yu thought of the hope that came out of his heart just now, it was like a joke, and his face darkened instantly: "Go out."

How do you say that when you change your face, you change your face?
Zhong Shaoyu blinked his eyes, thinking that he did not say or do anything wrong.

She is so considerate and meticulous, what else is he dissatisfied with?
Zhong Shaoyu didn't go out, and put the chicken leg back into the lotus leaf on the table, "Then eat it when you want to eat it."

She wrapped the lotus leaf back intact, looked at Jiang Yu quietly, saw that his face was still not very good-looking, but he didn't intend to continue to drive her away, so she looked around the room: "I'll help you!" Make a bed."

Jiang Yu ignored her at all.

When he acquiesced, Zhong Shaoyu went to the bed and quickly helped him spread the bedding. After she was busy, she turned around and observed him secretly, and found that the coldness between his brows and eyes had dissipated a lot. The indifference of thousands of miles away, but a lot less hostility.

The big devil is really uncertain enough.

The temper comes inexplicably, and it is also inexplicably scattered.

Zhong Shaoyu muttered in his heart, pulled the bed sheet, and saw that there was no crease at all, then he clapped his hands as if he was done, turned around and said, "It's done."

Jiang Yu treated her like air, and still didn't speak.

Zhong Shaoyu sat across from him, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, looked up at Jiang Yu, "Hey, do you think I look so good-looking?"

As her words settled down, Jiang Yu glanced at her in a nonchalant way, and then couldn't look away.

The clothes on the girl's body turned into a bright red wedding dress, which set off her already fair skin like cream and seemed to be glowing.

Zhong Shaoyu has long been used to Jiang Yu's silence, she changed her clothes again, it was still a bright red wedding dress: "What about this set?"

During the words, she changed again.

In the end, she changed back to the original clothes, dragged her chin, and looked at Jiang Yu who was staring at her with a smile: "Which one do you like?"

Jiang Yu woke up suddenly, lowered his eyelashes, as if to cover up something: "boring."

Zhong Shaoyu frowned, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "Choose one."

Jiang Yu looked away, "Don't choose."

After a pause, he said again: "They are all ugly."

"..."

Zhong Shaoyu was silent for a moment, ignoring his taunt: "Forget it, don't bother you old man, I will choose myself."

While talking, there was an extra tray on the table, on which were stacks of neatly arranged wedding dresses.

Zhong Shaoyu stared at the wedding dress and thought for a while, then read a few words plausibly, and then there was another set of jewelry that matched the wedding dress on the table: "Okay, it's all done now."

Jiang Yu glanced at the things she tossed out, seemed to really think she was bored, and clicked his tongue lightly with a bit of sarcasm.

Zhong Shaoyu didn't bother with him, she checked among a pile of festive and luxurious wedding dresses, and added a red hijab, then raised her head and looked at Jiang Yu opposite: "Jiang Yu."

Jiang Yu looked at her casually.

Facing his gaze, Zhong Shaoyu said again: "Let's get married."

(End of this chapter)