Mr. always refuses to divorce

"No need to work?" Nan Yue stood up, doubling his presence.

The closer Jiang Jingbai got to him, the higher his gaze had to be raised, and in the end he had to raise his head slightly to meet Nan Yue's gaze.

This angle is not good.

It is easy to think of being locked in front of the mirror by the other party last night, like a dying person gasping for breath.

Jiang Jingbai curled his fingertips into his palms, and took a small step back without leaving any traces: "Today is over. I discussed the appointment with Jiajia in the afternoon, so I don't have to stay late every day."

In fact, once the flower shop has reached this scale, Jiang Jingbai, as the store manager, does not need to be there all day long, but he is single all year round, coming and going by himself, even if he goes home, he has nothing to do, so it is better to stay in the shop Arrange flowers and listen to the shop assistants.

But it's different now, there is an extra gentleman waiting for him to go back, Jiang Jingbai's time finally starts to be shared with others.

"reserve?"

"Well, some orders can only be made by me at the moment. I used to spend a lot of time in the store, so I didn't make detailed appointments in advance." Jiang Jingbai explained.

Nan Yue twitched his eyebrows, looked at the man just now, and wanted to ask Jiang Jingbai if the reason why he rejected the man's nomination was because he did not meet the new appointment requirements.

If the man makes an appointment another day, can he get the flowers that Jiang Jingbai put for him?

The corner of Nan Yue's mouth twitched, and he felt that the question was too deliberate, making him seem petty.

Jiang Jingbai didn't notice Nan Yue's hesitation, but he received Xiao Huya's meaningful wink.

It took him a few seconds to understand, and he almost laughed when he figured out what Little Huya was suggesting.

Jiang Jingbai raised his eyes and glanced at Nanyue Gujing Wubo's serious face, although he didn't think the other party would care about such things, he pretended to casually add: "But today I don't have time to say hello to the old customers, and the official implementation will start tomorrow."

The reason for rejecting the man is obvious.

The sour jar of vinegar was tightly covered.

Nan Yue's expression remained normal and he said, "Yes."

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In the past two days, Jiang Jingbai's appearance time has dropped sharply after moving and obtaining the certificate.

The iconic little boss of the flower shop is suddenly not easy to see, not to mention the frequent customers, even the people from the next few shops can't help asking a few more questions when they meet Lin Jiajia. I heard that after Jiang Jingbai got married, everyone surprised.

"The very handsome flower shop owner got married recently", this news has become the gossip of half a street as early as yesterday.

When Jiang Jingbai and Nanyue left, the female owner of the nail salon next to him just came out to breathe, saw the two of them and smiled immediately: "Xiao Jiang, where are you going?"

"Hello, Miss Zhang." Jiang Jingbai also smiled at her, "We are planning to go back."

Nan Yue was startled when he heard this.

The word "we" bounced softly into the ear, which softened the heart.

The female boss then looked at Nan Yue in feigned surprise, and asked knowingly: "Oh, you are together. Who is this?"

Jiang Jingbai introduced generously: "This is my husband."

Nan Yue nodded politely to the other party.

"Ah, hello, hello." The female boss responded enthusiastically, "I just said, you two are so right when you stand together, so you are a family."

Jiang Jingbai looked at her with a smile and said some polite words.

"There's a new grilled fish restaurant in the shopping center. I took my kids there at noon, and it tastes good. You should have dinner too. If you don't want to eat anything, you can try it." The female boss pointed her chin at the commercial building, recommended.

Jiang Jingbai thanked him, waved to the female boss, and indeed asked Nan Yue to accompany him to the commercial building opposite the square.

The fifth floor of the commercial building is a food court, where the grilled fish shop that the female boss mentioned is there.

Nan Yue walked side by side with him: "Want to eat grilled fish?"

Jiang Jingbai asked his opinion back: "Do you want to eat?"

Nan Yue didn't answer whether he wanted to eat, but raised his hand to open the magnetic door curtain, motioning for him to go in first: "You don't seem to like fish very much."

Jiang Jingbai turned his head to look at him, with surprise in his eyes.

I really don't like fish very much, but how did Nan Yue know?

As soon as Nan Yue put down the door curtain, he turned his eyes to Jiang Jingbai's.

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, and he was about to speak when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young man in front of him who was arm-in-hand, grabbing the narrow waist with one hand, and lightly pulled the man in front of him: "Don't look around while walking."

The thick and deep voice was close to the ear, and the hot breath that was exhaled while speaking was all the way to the face.

The unique and pleasant smell of aftershave made Jiang Jingbai's pores shrink sharply.

The tip of his ear trembled uncontrollably a few times, and a pink crook slowly emerged.

After shopping, the few people glanced at them back and forth, and laughed tacitly with their companions when they walked out the door.

Jiang Jingbai's heart was pounding.

It wasn't because he was almost bumped into, it was because Nan Yue suddenly grabbed him.

It was like this last night, once this hand was around his waist, Jiang Jingbai would be so heart-piercing that it would be hard for him to even cry.

The psychological shadow was too great, and he couldn't digest it for a while.

Jiang Jingbai took a deep breath, frowned in annoyance, and tried his best to get out of his mind the thought of "once bitten by a snake, three years afraid of weeds".

Nan Yue let go of him calmly, and continued the topic just now: "The few times I ate with you a few times ago, you were too embarrassed to pick and choose the dishes, and only ate what was placed in front of you."

Jiang Jingbai was noncommittal, there was such a thing.

"When you were in a Lu restaurant, you had a plate of sweet and sour carp by your hand. You obviously liked sweet food, but the number of times you stretched out your chopsticks was almost the same as other dishes." Speaking of this, Nan Yue recalled that Jiang Jingbai liked both sweet and sour sauce. With a sweet and sour taste, and eyes full of scruples about chewing and swallowing fish meat, I couldn't help laughing twice, "So I guess, you may not be interested in fish."

Jiang Jingbai was slightly surprised again.

This is too detailed.

"I guessed it right?" Nan Yue looked at him.

Jiang Jingbai hesitated, then nodded silently.

"Afraid of fish?"

Jiang Jingbai's mouth was sour, and he licked his lower lip unnaturally: "No... I was stuck by a fishbone when I was a child."

When he was six years old, the family stewed a pot of wild miscellaneous fish. His stepmother was quick, and directly picked the skin of the big fish and gave it to his son. Jiang's father watched Jiang Jing with white eyes, and then peeled some pieces of small fish for him. Unfortunately, he was not careful enough. , and there were a few small thorns inside, which directly penetrated into Jiang Jingbai's throat.

That night, they poured vinegar to soften it and ate cakes hard to swallow. None of them worked. It happened that my younger brother was sleepy and crying, and the adults didn't take the fishbone seriously, so Jiang Jingbai was asked to try to swallow it dry. If he still felt uncomfortable, he would go back tomorrow See a doctor.

Jiang Jingbai was so afraid of pain, he curled up on the bed and cried all night, the pain was too much to bear, so he sipped the vinegar and swallowed the cakes as his stepmother said, and when he arrived at the clinic the next day, not only his throat was inflamed, but his eyes were also infected. Not to mention spending more money, it still hurts for several days.

Thinking about it now, Jiang Jingbai's fear after pain seems to be related to his childhood experience.

In the past, some friends knew the reason, and they would turn a corner to comfort him, saying that they would eat Jiang Tuan with fewer thorns in the future.

Unexpectedly, Nan Yue said directly: "It just so happens that I don't like it either, so I won't eat it in the future."

Jiang Jingbai smiled: "Didn't you say you didn't hate it?"

His memory isn't that bad.

Nan Yue was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "Now we have it."

It didn't exist before, but now it does.

Jiang Jingbai pursed his wet lips, glanced at the man's sharp and cold profile, and couldn't tell what was going on in his heart for a while.

He didn't take Nanyue up to the fifth floor, but took the escalator to the large supermarket on the first floor of the commercial building.

"Eating out is convenient, but it's more relaxing at home." Jiang Jingbai took out the one-yuan coin he prepared in advance and stuffed it into the coin slot of the shopping cart. "When you get home, you can change your clothes first."

change clothes?

Nan Yue looked down.

The shirts and suits are ironed neatly, and there is nothing wrong with them.

Jiang Jingbai pulled out the cart, tilted his head and smiled at him: "You've been wearing formal clothes all day, don't you feel restrained and uncomfortable?"

Nan Yue shook his head.

He has worn it for too many years and has long been used to it.

Jiang Jingbai couldn't believe it, and then thought of the shirts in Nanyue's half cabinet, as if there were really no clothes that were easy to move around.

He blinked, turned his head silently, and decided to take some time to buy some sets for Nanyue.

Some products in the vegetable and fruit section of the supermarket are on sale, and the shelves are crowded with old men and women from nearby communities.

Jiang Jingbai couldn't push the shopping cart in, so Jiang Jingbai asked Nan Yue to wait for him outside. He touched a few plastic bags and slipped into the crowd. He quickly picked out fresh fruits and vegetables from the box. His eyes were as bright as a dog trying to stock up for the winter. Golden squirrel.

Nan Yue looked at him intently from a distance, as if afraid of losing him.

The old man standing next to him didn't know what he said to Jiang Jingbai, Jiang Jingbai suddenly raised a big smile, showing a few neat and clean small white teeth.

Nan Yue couldn't help but also smiled.

Just as he was feeling comforted, Jiang Jingbai might be afraid that he would be impatient after waiting for a long time, so he raised his head in a hurry, cast a glance at him, and found that Nan Yue had been looking at him, with embarrassment in his eyes.

Nan Yue waited for a total of seven or eight minutes, and Jiang Jingbai trotted over carrying several bags full of weighed and priced bags.

Nan Yue naturally took it and put it in the cart basket.

"I didn't expect the discount event to be extended for half an hour today." Nan Yue pushed the shopping cart in front of him, Jiang Jingbai could only follow him empty-handed, "No wonder there are so many people."

Not only is there a lot of people in the vegetable and fruit area, but there is even a small queue in front of the automatic cash register.

When queuing up, Nan Yue looked at the small commodities on the shelf next to him with great interest, and finally picked out a very childlike tin box.

Jiang Jingbai turned his head and looked directly at the dumbfounded cartoon character on the iron box.

"I bought it for you to eat in the car." Nan Yue said.

Jiang Jingbai looked away from the line of "imported fruit juice candies for children", dumbfounded.

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't eaten sugar.

After paying the bill, Jiang Jingbai pushed the shopping cart to the parking area, and turned around to see Nan Yue standing at the exit with two bags of things waiting for him.

Jiang Jingbai walked over quickly and held out a hand to him.

Nan Yue froze for a moment, unable to comprehend his intention for a while.

Jiang Jingbai looked at the shopping bag in his right hand, and clasped his fingers together, implying that he should give him that shopping bag.

Nan Yue hesitated for a few seconds, then used his left hand to hold the two bags, then stretched out his right hand, and held them firmly.

The author has something to say: Nan Yue: Everyone else is looking forward to getting married and getting a certificate, why is it divorced when it comes to me? QAQ You bullied me and now I am not liked by my wife!