"Every family is different." Song Jincheng said: "this can not be generalized."
Lu Jixiang thought about it and thought it was quite reasonable.
"What would you like to eat?"
At this time, song Jincheng had already taken people to the car.
Lu Jixiang came back.
She looked around and said with a smile, "I know there's a Sichuan restaurant nearby. Let me treat you to Sichuan cuisine."
Song Jincheng frowned.
This girl is not a treat. It is clear that she wants to eat!
"Going or not?"
Lu Jixiang stepped in front of him, raised his head and looked straight at the man. He dared to shake his head, and she dared to bite him!
Song Jincheng was disappointed.
"Girl, you are my little killer!"
Because he doesn't like spicy food at all.
But in order to satisfy the girl's appetite, he had to eat.
You say, this is not a killer, what is it?
Nantang Pavilion, a restaurant of creative Sichuan cuisine, has attracted many gourmet tourists at home and abroad with its unique decoration and Sichuan cuisine with complete color, fragrance and taste!
At this moment, it's dinner time. There are many people sitting at the door, all waiting in line.
Lu Jixiang cheerfully went to get the number and took song Jincheng to sit outside waiting.
However, for people like song Jincheng, he had no patience at all.
No, he was impatient after sitting for less than five minutes.
"What are you doing?"
Lu Jixiang saw that he suddenly stood up and asked.
"Sit down first." Song Jincheng dropped this sentence and went straight into the restaurant.
After a while, a uniformed staff member came out, stood in front of her with a smile and asked, "excuse me, are you Miss Lu Jixiang?"
"I am."
Lu Jixiang nodded.
The staff said with a smile, "Hello, Miss Lu, your table is ready. Please come with me."
Lu Jixiang was surprised.
However, she did not show it.
She followed the staff and went in. When she opened a box door, song Jincheng was sitting in it.
Lu Jixiang went in and said in surprise, "how did you do it?"
Song Jincheng idly flipped through the menu and said, "since there are resources available, why should we sit outside and wait?"
I see.
It's the back door.
Lu Jixiang flattered and said to the man, "you are so powerful. You can still go through the back door after eating!"
Song Jincheng glanced at her.
Seeing this, Lu Jixiang immediately said, "director song is powerful and domineering. We are really disappointed and feel inferior to each other."
Regardless of her poor performance, song Jincheng threw the menu to her and asked her to order by herself.
After dinner, Lu Jixiang burps and lets the man walk out with him in his arms.
Passing by the corner of the corridor, a pregnant woman came face to face.
Lu Jixiang stares at each other's high tummy. She doesn't know what's going on in her mind. Suddenly, she says, "if I didn't miscarry, my tummy should be as big as hers."
Song Jincheng was stunned.
Lu Jixiang also realized that he had said something wrong.
"Let's go."
She bowed her head and didn't dare to look at the man around her.
Song Jincheng didn't say anything. He hugged her more tightly and took people out.
On the way home, both were unusually silent.
Lu Jixiang stares out of the window at the dusk of the night. Every night in the city is so noisy and lively.
"Don't think about it."
Suddenly, the man's deep voice rang out.
Lu Jixiang turns his head and looks at Song Jincheng.
The man's eyes are seriously staring at the road ahead, he drives very steadily, better than any driver.
"I didn't." She denied it.
Song Jincheng frowned, suddenly turned the steering wheel in his hand and stopped the car to the side of the road.
He looked deep at the girl.
"It was my fault, Jixiang. I shouldn't believe you, let alone leave you outside the gate of the imperial court. I should have sent you home myself." He regretted that he had done a few wrong things, but he had to pay a heavy price and lost his own son.
"No, it's not your fault." Lu Jixiang shook his head and said softly, "I lied first. Song Jincheng, don't make mistakes on yourself any more. I know that you are more sad than me."
Song Jincheng looked at her with soft eyes.
He couldn't help leaning over to hold her.
He wants to hold the girl in his arms, and then protect her all his life, so that she will never be wronged again.
"Song Jincheng, do you want children?" Lu Jixiang leaned in his arms, listening to the powerful heartbeat in his chest, and asked very seriously, "tell me what you really think, and don't say anything more
Song Jincheng was silent.
"Song Jincheng!"
Lu Jixiang wants to look up at him.
But the man pressed her small head and pressed her firmly in his arms.
After a long time, she heard him say a word.
"I'm afraid you'll suffer."
No more words.
In the evening, Lu Jixiang holds a pillow and watches TV on the sofa in the living room.
Recently, an idol drama is on show. It tells the story of a Cinderella meeting a handsome prince. It's very old and vulgar, but it makes people enjoy it.
"Lucky, drink milk."
Song Jincheng came in and handed her a glass of milk.
Lu Jixiang reached for it and took a drink before suddenly asking, "Song Jincheng, am I Cinderella?"
Song Jincheng was slightly surprised.
He said with a smile, "why do you say that?"
"That's how I feel." Lu Jixiang curled her lips and said, "I'm a sparrow, you're a phoenix!"
“……”
"Well, in a word, I took advantage of you." Lu Jixiang said, and then drank a mouthful of milk.
Song Jincheng sat down beside her and put his arms around her.
"Did you hear something?" He asked gently, but his eyes were not good. If someone broke his mouth, he would not forgive.
"No Lu Jixiang shakes his head, grins at him and says, "it's too late for others to be jealous of me."
Song Jincheng sighed.
He bowed his head and kissed the little lip.
He tasted the faint smell of milk, mixed with the girl's low voice, wonderful.
In fact, even song Jincheng himself can not say clearly why he would like this girl? But there is a saying that he has to admit that he has taken advantage of her, and he plans to occupy her all his life!