Outright Favoritism Chapter 698: : IKEA Yi Room

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Li Qiao wiped the sweat from her forehead, licked the corners of her dry mouth, and said in a low voice, "I'm listening, I will contact mom."

Zong Yue turned around and held the phone between her shoulders, and answered as she opened the gift box, "That's fine, don't forget, I think mom is worried about you, as if she has cried..."

Li Qiao's breath is unstable, but she still insists on answering: "Well, I won't forget."

At the end of the conversation, it's time to hang up.

However, as soon as Li Qiao was about to press the end button, Zong Yue asked with a smile: "Qiaoqiao, is your dog a large dog or a puppy? I like Alaska, I really want to raise one..." /

Li Qiao wanted to say something very much. The breed in front of her was called Master Yan.

Xu was the slight strange noise on the phone that caused Zong Yue’s suspicion. She pressed her mobile phone to her ears, and was about to listen carefully. There was already a devilish warning sound on the other end: "Zong Yue, from now on Don’t call at night."

Toot toot——

The phone was disconnected, and Zong Yue was shocked. The phone slid from his shoulder to the ground, and the screen broke.

Uncle Shaoyan!

"Why is it so awkward?" Li Jun's voice came from the door steeply, and Zong Yue almost missed the gift box.

She looked at Li Jun in shock, patted her chest, frowned and complained, "You scared me to death."

Li Jun glanced at the phone on the ground, then looked at Zong Yue's apparent guilty conscience, bent over to pick up the phone, and handed it to her, "What do you think you are so scared of?"

Zong Yue curled his lips when he saw the crack on the screen, "Who would do bad things in his own home."

She was just shocked by what Uncle Shaoyan said.

It's not six o'clock in the afternoon, why is it night?

Li Jun looked at Zong Yue’s unspoken expression for an instant, and caught the broken screen. He naturally took out his mobile phone and called the assistant, "Buy a new mobile phone and deliver it to my office tomorrow. ."

Zong Yue looked at him in surprise, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, "No, I can buy it myself."

Li Jun pursed his lower lip and continued to talk on the phone: "Well, the latest model, white."

Seeing this, Zong Yue put his black mobile phone on the glazed table, took out the Sydney pear from the gift box and rinsed it, "Why buy a white one?"

She didn't seem to tell him that she likes white.

It may be that she has been in the army for a long time, and she prefers the stable dark color system.

At this time, Li Jun slowly unzipped the cufflinks, rolled up the sleeves, and whispered: "Mine is black."

"Then I too..." Zong Yue originally wanted to say that she would also use black, but when a flash of inspiration appeared, a certain idea was ready to come out.

Black, white, couple models?

Does that mean?

Zong Yue didn't ask carefully, such a hazy feeling made her feel a little bit of joy.

For a man like Li Jun, never expect him to express his thoughts straightforwardly.

If you pierce the window paper, it will make each other uncomfortable.

Zong Yue lowered his head to wash Sydney, but his eyes were full of sweetness.

Not long after, Li Jun helped her wash the pears, and walked to the side window to light a cigarette. He could see Zong Yue's serious profile when he turned a little sideways.

Her hair is growing, and it is tied at random behind her head. When she lowers her head and cuts the fruit, a few strands of broken hair hang down from her forehead, with a peaceful beauty.

IKEA is a suitable room.

Li Jun's Adam's apple rolled, he couldn't help but walked forward, and used his fingers to pull away the broken hair that blocked her sight.

Then, Zong Yue didn't notice for a while, and the blade cut his hand.

Li Jun: "..."

The wound was not big, but it was bleeding.

Zong Yue looked at her left index finger dumbfounded, raised her eyelid to look at Li Jun, and reluctantly put her finger in her mouth.

"Does it hurt?" Li Jun frowned, threw half of the cigarette into the sink, forcibly pulled her wrist to look at, turned and walked outside the door.

"Hey, the fruit hasn't been cut yet." Zong Yue was dragged upstairs by him, still muttering, "You said you, don't smoke well, why are you running around to make me do?"

Li Jun's brows wrinkled with the word "Chuan", and he strode back to the room, letting go and rummaged in the cabinet to find the medicine box.

Zong Yue felt a little fussing, and smiled on the spot, "Small wounds, nothing serious, it will be fine in a few days."

"Sit down." Li Jun held the medicine box with one hand and raised his chin against the chair.

Zong Yue had no choice but to see him opening the medicine box and walked over, and pulled out a band-aid from the inside, "Just stick this."

Li Jun took her hand and looked at it carefully, looking at Zong Yue’s smiling brows and eyes, with a serious expression, took out the iodophor and wiped it for her. After drying it, he put a band-aid on her, "This Don’t get wet for a few days."

Zong Yue understands his rigid personality too, and then said: "Okay, then I will practice washing my face with one hand."

"If it is inconvenient, I will wash it for you."

Zong Yue opened her mouth and looked at Li Jun's extremely serious expression. His brain was short-circuited, and he said directly: "Will you?"

Of course, she didn't get any affirmative answer, because beginning that night, Li Jun used practical actions to prove to her whether he would help her wash her face, take a bath, and take a bath for mandarin ducks...

……

At the same time, the ‘fight’ in Palma’s bedroom is also coming to an end.

Li Qiao lay on the bed in confusion, her whole body washed away.

She may not have the face to see her sister-in-law in the future, and she won't be able to face up to the words "feed the dog".

Ten minutes later, Li Qiao put on her nightgown and took her mobile phone to the living room downstairs.

She took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, sat on the high chair at the bar, and called Duan Shuyuan.

On the other end, it's almost a second.

"Baby." Duan Shuyuan's gentle voice is as usual.

Li Qiao took a sip of beer to sooth his throat, and shouted with a small smile, "Mom, have you eaten?"

Duan Shuyuan looked red, put down her chopsticks and walked out of the restaurant, "It's finished, how about you?"

It's just the most common words, but Duan Shuyuan couldn't help but choke.

Li Qiao was already keen, and naturally noticed her voice that was not quite right.

After the greeting, the mother and daughter were silent one after another.

Duan Shuyuan walked to the outdoor garden by herself. After a long time, she asked ardently: "Qiaoqiao, are you still... coming back?"

Li Qiao squeezed the beer can, feeling very uncomfortable, "Of course, why do you ask?"

"It's nothing, just...you..."

Duan Shuyuan wanted to say something but stopped, some words just lingered on her lips, but she couldn't ask anyhow.

Li Qiao raised her head and took a gulp of beer. Before she could organize her language, she smiled lightly: "Mom, I will go back in a few days. You and Dad have raised me for more than 20 years, even if I get the certificate. , It will not become splashed water."

There is something in the words, Duan Shuyuan understood.

She swallowed her throat and murmured repeatedly, "Well, then you come back and tell me in advance that you are not used to Pama's food, go home early, and Mom will make you a good meal."

After the call, Li Qiao lowered her eyes to block the bloodshot eyes.

Suddenly, her palm was empty, and the beer can in her hand was taken away.