Her appearance is a rare weakness.
Holding her waist, song Jincheng took people to the building quickly and took the elevator to go home.
When Aunt Zhou heard the doorbell to open the door, Lu Jixiang was still lying in the man's arms.
"What happened to Jixiang?" Aunt Zhou was surprised.
Song Jincheng held the man in his arms. He tried to change his shoes and said, "I fell asleep in the car. I won't wake up anyway."
"Ah, it's like a child!"
Aunt Zhou helplessly smiles and shakes her head, accompanying song Jincheng to get people into the bedroom.
After serving the girl, the man changed his clothes and went into the kitchen with his sleeve in his arm.
Aunt Zhou followed in. When she saw the man washing ginger with plain hands, she was surprised and asked, "Mr. Song, are you going to make ginger soup?"
"Yes Song Jincheng nodded and finally asked, "by the way, do you have brown sugar at home?"
"Yes, yes!"
Aunt Zhou quickly replied, while taking out brown sugar from the cupboard, she looked at the man's action, forbearance and forbearance, and finally could not resist: "Mr. Song, these things are left to me to do, you take care of Jixiang?"
"It doesn't matter. Go and help yourself."
Song Jincheng very light said a sentence, the action on the hand didn't stop.
Aunt Zhou stood where she was, a little embarrassed.
Song Jincheng didn't care much about her. After washing the ginger, he quickly began to boil water in a pot. A series of movements were fluent and skillful, and there was nothing strange about them.
Five minutes later, a bowl of ginger brown sugar water is ready.
Song Jincheng first drank half a bowl of it himself. After he thought it was delicious, he took it to his bedroom.
Aunt Zhou stood in the same place, looking at the man's back, thinking that if her daughter could find such a good son-in-law in the future, even if she died, she would be smiling!
This way, in the bedroom.
Lu Jixiang is sleeping, confused, she was picked up.
"Lucky? Good luck
The man called her and patted her on the cheek.
Lu Jixiang frowned. Gradually, she opened her eyes again.
She did not speak, a pair of black eyes, reflecting the man's face.
"Would you like some water?" The man asked.
Lu Jixiang was too lazy to speak. She nodded, looking lazy.
Holding her in his arms, song Jincheng picked up the porcelain bowl from the bedside table and pushed the edge of the bowl to the girl's lips.
"Open your mouth!" He said.
Lu Jixiang closed his eyes and opened his mouth obediently.
However, she had just taken a sip, and her features wrinkled immediately.
"Well --"
She turned her head and was about to vomit.
"No vomiting!" The man scolds low.
This time, Lu Jixiang is a moment sober a few minutes, her mouth still contains ginger juice, a pair of wet eyes, pathetic.
The man sees this, in the heart instantaneous not from soft several minutes.
He patiently said: "well behaved, this is ginger soup, drink to prevent cold."
"No!"
Lu Jixiang shook his head and said he didn't want to drink.
The man slightly sank his face and said, "don't vomit, drink it!"
Lu Jixiang's heart is very painful, you say, this is a what thing, she just want to sleep safely, but this man inexplicably why force her to drink ginger soup?!
Oh, how terrible!
"Darling, drink it, and then you can go on sleeping!"
Here, the man is still patient to deceive people.
Lu Jixiang frowned and closed her eyes, trying to swallow what she had in her mouth.
But she had just swallowed it, and a big bowl of black ginger juice appeared in front of her.
"Ah
She whispered, her face was incredible.
"Two more drinks!" A man can't talk.
"Professor Song..."
Lu Jixiang raised his head and looked at him pitifully. His face looked like the steamed bread just coming out of the pot. It was so soft that people wanted to squeeze it.
But
"Good, drink it!" The man's face remained the same.
Lu Jixiang is very sad, she is now full of two words - sleep!
God damn it, why do you have to force her to drink ginger soup!
She was annoyed. She really didn't want to talk to men. She simply opened her mouth to hold the edge of the bowl. She wanted to drink the black thing in one gulp. But just half of it, she couldn't stand it. Her nose and eyebrows were almost wrinkled.
"No, no, no!"
This time, her attitude is also firm, even if you don't let her sleep, she also decided not to drink a second.
Song Jincheng looked into the bowl and found that there was still one third left in it.
He also understands in the heart, this wench's temper originally excavates, again force down also have no meaning!
"Well, go on sleeping."
As soon as he was ready, he put down the girl, tucked her in, and went out with the bowl.
On the other side of the bed, Lu Jixiang curled up in a warm blanket, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.
At night, the side of the bed collapses down, and her hands encircle her tightly in front of her chest.
Lu Jixiang subconsciously reaches for her hand and hugs her. She leans her head to find a comfortable place and continues to sleep.
In the dim light and shadow, two bodies are close to each other.
The next day, Lu Jixiang got up early.
She was very excited. As long as she thought of meeting Lu Rongjing this afternoon, she was very excited.
At breakfast, song Jincheng also saw the joy on the girl's face.
He was quite surprised: "lucky, what's the matter with you?"
"Not much!"
Lu said with a smile, biting the poached egg.
Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the expression on the girl's face and said, "you seem very happy?"
"Yes
Lu Jixiang nodded. Finally, she took another sip of soybean milk.
Song Jincheng pick eyebrows, quietly continue to ask: "had a good dream?"
"Che, what good dream can I have last night?"
When it comes to what happened last night, Lu Jixiang is full of anger.
She glared at the man and said, "I had a nightmare yesterday. I dreamed that a villain was forcing me to drink poison!"
Song Jincheng couldn't help laughing when he heard the speech. He was in a happy mood.
Lu Jixiang is too lazy to pay attention to him and continues to eat breakfast happily.
After a while, the man suddenly said: "there is a party in the afternoon. They are all old friends. Do you want to go?"