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Chapter 225

Jiang Ziyi hadn't opened her mouth yet, and Jiang Yuan beside him spoke, "Okay, I'll stay tonight."

A difficult tone.

After speaking, she looked at Jiang Orange shocked, "Jiang Orange, shouldn't you come to do today's dinner?"

Hehe, Jiang Orange's life after marrying people is really miserable.

I want to cook in person.

She was happy to see Jiang Orange's poor life. She was happy.

Jiang Orange didn't take back her, and glanced at it again. There was not much ingredients in the refrigerator.

She picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Gu Ting, "Gu Ting, guests at home, when will you go home?"

After asking, Jiang Orange clicked into the yellow software and ordered takeaway.

She walked into the living room and said with a smile with the old man: "Grandpa, I gave you the lotus leaf chicken you like to eat, do you still want to eat?"

The old man had nothing to ask, and said with a smile.

Jiang Orange asked Jiang Ziyi again on the sofa, "What about you? Do you want to eat?"

Jiang Ziyi glanced at Jiang Orange, "What do I want to eat, do you still use it for your family?"

"You can just get it."

Ginger orange placed the order directly.

Jiang Yuan, who had been ignorant next to it, saw Jiang Orange's indifference to himself, and the look on his face was ugly.

She couldn't help standing up, her hands around her chest, and asked with a strong sense of mood, "Jiang Orange, why don't you ask me?"

Of course, without waiting for Jiang Orange to answer, Jiang Yuan said with a high tone: "Those takeaways outside are not clean. How can you let grandpa and our guests eat takeaway?"

"You can do it today's dinner. I just taste your crafts."

There are four big characters emerging from the top of the ginger orange head, "Are you okay?"

Ginger orange sounds are indifferent, "love or eat."

She didn't say to entertain Jiang Yuan.

She didn't want to take care of Jiang Yuan, but Jiang Yuan was reluctant.

"Jiang Orange, why do you still have a big temper when you get married? Isn't it just for you to make a meal, so difficult?"

"Then usually Grandpa lives with you, who is responsible for Grandpa's food? You will never always eat takeaway for Grandpa?"

"Jiang Orange, are you so filial to grandpa?"

Jiang Orange's voice of questioning, noisy headache.

At this time, Jiang Ziyi had helped the old man into the room to rest.

There are only Jiang Orange and Jiang Yuan in the living room.

Jiang Orange didn't talk nonsense, and directly picked up the bag that Jiang Yuan put on the sofa.

When Jiang Yuan saw this, his face was puzzled, "Jiang Orange, what are you doing?"

"Can you see my bag?"

Jiang Yuan's tail is about to go up, "My bag is the latest model recently. With your current conditions, I am afraid that you can't afford it, you can only see it."

When Jiang Yuan was proud, Jiang Orange directly carried Jiang Yuan's bag and opened the door.

Later, like throwing garbage, he banged and threw her bag directly.

When Jiang Yuan saw this, the expression on his face was officially froze.

After a second of the reaction, Jiang Yuan was so angry, "Jiang Orange, are you crazy?"

"You have no money to buy such a expensive bag, jealous of me? Throw my bag?"

As he said, Jiang Yuan hurried out with his face, and picked up his bag.
Chapter completed!
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