Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Ji Ziyang stared at her clothes, frowned, and took a step forward.

He stared at the clothes on Han Yanran, and for some reason, some strange feelings suddenly rose in his heart.

Especially when he saw the way his mother looked at Han Yanran and him, the ambiguous and happy look made him feel a little weird.

Knowing why my mother behaved like this, but still something was wrong.

"Han Yanran, come out with me." He whispered.

"What are you going out for? Is there something you don't want me to hear?" Ji's mother widened her eyes, looked at him, then turned to look at Han Yanran.

"I just need to tell her something. You can enjoy yourself here. There are TV series you want to watch on the TV in the room. Aren't you clamoring every day that you can't see many new movies abroad? Now you can watch as much as you want. "

"Ji Ziyang, I don't like your perfunctory attitude, Mom."

Ji Ziyang: "..."

Han Yanran looked at the deflated man, and couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

She stood up from the small sofa, glanced at the man, and said with a smile, "Auntie, watch TV first, and I'll chat with you later."

"Okay, okay, Yanran, you go! Remember to put on your shoes, and there is no carpet in this room, so be careful of your feet getting cold."

Ji Ziyang turned around and walked out first: "..."

I always feel like I'm being rejected by my mother.

Ji Ziyang walked in front, and Han Yanran followed behind and left the room.

Han Yanran looked at the back of the man walking in front, and asked naturally: "You won't ask me to blame you just because I wore one of your sweaters? I see you put so many sweaters together, It looks like they were bought before, by the way, I was going to wear the one you put in the drawer, but I don’t like the color of that one.”

Ji Ziyang's steps stopped, and his face darkened suddenly.

Then Han Yanran saw the man walking in front, and quickly stepped into his own room.

She followed in doubt, and then saw several sweaters that she had found out, among which a dark gray sweater was held in his hand with great care.

At a glance, she recognized it.

This dark gray sweater was the one she found in the drawer.

"Who told you to touch it." Ji Ziyang said in a cool tone with a dark face.

Han Yanran was taken aback, her eyes naturally fell on the dark gray sweater.

There was a moment of trance, but she quickly came to her senses.

"Who gave it to you? I'm sorry, I don't know, I just thought it was old clothes." Seeing his expression, a look of confusion flashed in her eyes, "Did Xiao Muyu give it to you?"

"Go to the room on the left to rest first, it has already been packed."

Ji Ziyang's tone was very indifferent, and he turned his body slightly, not letting her see his expression at this time.

Han Yanran suddenly felt that she didn't know what to say. It was she who moved his wardrobe first, so she took it for granted that she was wrong.

She nodded and said, "Okay...then I'll go there first!"

With that said, she had already taken her clothes, turned around and walked out of the room.

The smile on his face disappeared from the corner of his lips in an instant after he walked out of the door.

"There are two rooms with opposite doors on the left, and you are the one without the doll."

Behind him, Ji Ziyang's voice was still deep, less cheerful than usual, and more calm.