These two words never appeared in Song Qingcheng's life. I heard it all of a sudden. I think it's incredible.
Once yearning, yearning, actually will come without knowing.
So, is this a surprise or an accident?
Song Qingcheng is very clear that the car has been on the highway, and it must be impossible to turn back. And he didn't take anything with him, so he shouldn't stay too long, so he might deal with the old lady at home.
You know, the old lady gave them the two tickets to play, but she told them to go out and have a good time.
Moreover, Christmas is only three days,
when I think about it in my heart, I have a kind of mind that I will be content with what I have come.
……
Half an hour later, the car finally came to a stop in a big mountain.
It's always dark on the road. When we get to our destination, the lights are shining.
If song Qingcheng didn't walk in the mountains all the way, she might not believe that she was in a mountain now. She couldn't tell if it was inside the mountain or at the top of the mountain.
In short, the mountain road is very deep, ups and downs, and it's night. I don't know whether to go up or down.
"Get out of the car." Ji Zhengting unfastened his seat belt and got off.
Song Qingcheng also got off the bus.
The temperature in the mountain was obviously colder than that outside. When she got out of the car, she shrank with cold.
Ji Zhengting noticed her and took off his coat to cover her.
Song Qingcheng felt a small stove like temperature enveloping her, and then found that she had a coat on her body. She looked back, saw him, and then looked at the coat on her body. Isn't it his?
"No, I'm not cold." She took off her coat and returned it to him.
"Put it on, I'm not responsible for the cold!" His tone was absolutely command.
"I'm not responsible for your freezing." He gave his coat to himself. If he caught a cold, he would blame her, so he explained it first.
Ji Zhengting stares at her and takes out a travel bag from the back seat. As he passes her, his free hand naturally leads her to the hotel.
The Song Dynasty was stunned. After quietly looking at him, and look at his hand in the palm of the hand. His palm is very warm, the man's firepower is also very strong, that kind of temperature from the palm to pass on to oneself, feel suddenly not so cold.
Take the elevator to the room. It's a big suite. The heating in the room has been on for a long time, so it will be very warm. Song Qingcheng feels like it's from winter to spring.
He took off his coat and relaxed.
But
Ji Zhengting opened such a room. So they have to stay together at night?
Although they all lived together at home, they were forced to.
It's strange to be outside and living together now.
However, the sofa here is big enough. She specially sat on it for a try, and it was very comfortable. She decided to sleep on the sofa at night.
The point is, it's never cold.
"Go wash and get ready to eat out." Ji Zhengting put things into the room and talked to her when he came out.
"Can we not go out to eat?" Song Qingcheng looks at him pitifully. With such a comfortable place to stay, she would rather be hungry than go out.
“…… What are you going to eat if you don't go out? " Are you going to eat people?
Well, it's a bit of an evil idea, but he'd love to.
Song Qingcheng obviously didn't know what he was thinking. He just swept around the room. Unfortunately, he didn't see anything to eat.
Ji Zhengting turned back to his room and took out a down jacket, "put on this."
"Where did it come from?" Song Qingcheng was shocked. It felt like he would do magic, and could do whatever she needed at any time.
Ji Zhengting didn't speak. He gave her the clothes and went to the bathroom to wash them.
Song Qingcheng took the down jacket up and looked at it. It was thick and soft enough. It felt thicker than the white down jacket.
When they went out, song Qingcheng put on his down jacket in the room early and hid the heat.
"Take off your coat first and put it on later." But he told her so.
“……” Song Qingcheng looks at the coat in his hand. Think of yourself in the heating place are dressed like this, later out, facing the ice and snow temperature, certainly can't stand.
Yes, it's right to take it off first and wear it when you go out.
Instead of taking the hotel bus, they drove to the top of the mountain to eat.
I don't know. After I came up, I found that there were not many people on the top of the mountain. And there are all kinds of peddlers who take pictures of the stalls.
Song Qingcheng was completely shocked. I didn't expect that there were so many people on the cold mountain, and there were still people shopping
Suddenly, she thought there were so many flowers in the car!Is it possible to sell it?
Put it in the car for two or three days at most. It's better to take it out and sell it to others to raise it. In this way, it's not a waste, but also can earn money back.
"Ji Zhengting, you open the car and the trunk." Here she comes again.
“…… What do you do? " Ji Zhengting thinks she has a lot of things.
Or are women all like this, and there are a lot of things?
"Open it!" She used it all in her coquetry.
Ji Zhengting looks a little ugly. She has not had dinner yet, but she does it again and again. I really don't know what she wants.
In desperation, Ji Zhengting had to open the car and the trunk.
Song Qingcheng ran over and put all the flowers in the car on the ground. There were twenty-five bundles left besides the ones given away. For a bunch of 100 yuan, you can still sell it for 2500 yuan.
It's a month's basic salary. Yes, it has to be sold out.
Ji Zhengting had realized what she was going to do, and his face was black as if he had to rush towards her.
"Will it be cold?" He clasped her by the wrist in a gloomy tone.
"Of course, it's hard to make money." Compared with making money, it's not hard to be cold at all.
“……” Ji Zhengting thinks that he is insane. He doesn't enjoy his good life, but he brings her to get angry for himself.
"Come and buy flowers. Fresh flowers are just delivered from the foot of the mountain. They are sold at the base price of 200 yuan a bunch. The quantity is not much. First come first served." Song Qingcheng began to shout, sweet voice, attracted many people's attention.
There are many people who set up stalls on the mountain. They sell some small toys, trinkets, including snacks, and some flowers, but they are all very simple roses.
Compared with her big bunch of flowers, and the packaging is very beautiful, other things are much inferior.
"Little girl, did you really just bring up the flowers?" An old man came to ask with his wife.