Lu Jixiang sat up from the bed and looked up at him eagerly.

"Bring it!"

She held out her hand, not at all.

Song Jincheng glanced at her. After unscrewing the bottle cap, he handed her the water carefully. He did not forget to tell her: "be careful, don't spill it on the bed."

"Oh, I know!"

Lu Jixiang was really thirsty. After taking the water, he looked up and drank a small half bottle with a Gulu Gulu breath. Finally, he gave a mouthful: "hoo, I'm so thirsty!"

Song Jincheng sighed.

"It's so big. Why is it so careless?"

After all, the eyes have been carefully looking at the girl.

Lu Jixiang doesn't care.

"Song Jincheng!"

She opened her mouth and said, "I don't think you like to talk when you come to me? To tell you the truth, sometimes I think you are like my father. I don't trust you all day. Oh no, my father is not as worried as you. Let me tell you my parents' attitude towards my education, that is, the stocking policy since I was a child. My father used to like to say that Jackie Chan would fly into the sky, and when he became a snake, he would drill grass. Everything would be natural! "

"Is it?"

Song Jincheng picked the eyebrow and took the mineral water from the girl's hand.

"Yes Lu Jixiang looked at him and nodded: "I had a wonderful childhood! For example, when children in other families were young, they always had endless homework and cram school, but I was different. I just need to finish the homework assigned by the teacher, and then I can go out to play! "

Song Jincheng was indifferent.

He put the water on the bedside table beside him and said, "that's why you grow up like this?"

"Well, what do you mean?" Lu Jixiang glared and said, "Song Jincheng, don't think you have a higher education than me. You can do whatever you want. I have a temper, too!"

The man stood by the bed, looking down at her.

"Lie down!"

He did not cold not light voice.

Lu Jixiang's death was instantaneous.

"Oh..."

She lay down obediently again.

Song Jincheng bent over, tucked in the quilt for her and said, "go to sleep."

Lu Jixiang didn't speak and closed her eyes.

Song Jincheng touched her forehead, then took a chair and sat by the bed looking at her.

This wench Gu Ling is very strange. He has to guard her until she is asleep.

"Song Jincheng..."

At this time, Lu Jixiang's voice sounded in the room again.

Song Jincheng was not happy.

"No talking, no sleeping!"

Lu Jixiang opened her eyes and looked at the man beside the bed: "you've been looking at me like this, I can't sleep at all..."

The man gritted his teeth.

"What do you want?"

"Why don't you go out?" Lu Jixiang.

He doesn't talk.

Lu Jixiang thought about it and said, "why don't you turn around? Oh, I'm serious. I can't sleep when you look at me like this

Always feel awkward!

Song Jincheng suddenly rose from his chair.

Lu Jixiang raised his eyes and thought he was going out.

Unexpectedly, after the man took off his coat, he opened his quilt and lay down.

"Ah, ah..."

Lu Jixiang had no time to escape.

Song Jincheng stretched out his hand and took her to his chest.

"Go to sleep."

His light voice, implied fatigue.

Lu Jixiang shut up.

She nestled in the man's chest, smelling the familiar taste, but really quickly into sleep.

However, this sleep, she did not sleep well.

When I woke up again, it was completely bright outside the window.

Lu Jixiang rubbed his eyes and sat up slowly from the bed.

Looking around, I didn't see song Jincheng.

She got out of bed and went next door.

She heard the sound before she came in.

"Auntie, this is the chicken soup I cooked for half a night last night. It tastes very fresh. Would you like to try it?"

"Oh, how funny it is! It's too much trouble for you!"

Mother Lu said with a smile. At the corner of her eye, she happened to see Lu Jixiang come in.

"Ah, good luck!"

When mother Lu saw her daughter, her smile became bright: "come here, come here!"

Lu Jixiang came over.

She looked at Liya next to her.

This woman is really haunted!

"Lucky sister!"

Looking at Lu Jixiang, Li Ya still smiles very gently. It seems that nothing happened last night.

There's a saying that's right, a man who reaches out his hand and doesn't smile!

Li Ya can be polite. If Lu Jixiang looks on her face again, she will be stingy.

"How long have you been here?"

She asked.

Li Ya put down the porcelain bowl in her hand and replied, "it's not long since I came here."

After a pause, he said: "by the way, this is the chicken soup I stewed last night. Sister Jixiang, did you have breakfast? Shall I serve you a bowl? "

With that, he would give Lu Jixiang chicken soup.

"Don't be busy!" Lu Jixiang made a sound at the right time and said: "some time ago, I drank chicken soup every day. Now I don't want to drink it."

"Oh, so..." Li Ya smiles, a little disappointed.

"Mom, when did you wake up?" Lu Jixiang turned to his mother, took her hand and continued, "why didn't you call me?"

Mother Lu shook her head.

"Come on, you were very tired last night. Mom didn't want to disturb your rest."

"Ma..."

"I have Xiaoya with me. It's OK." Lu's mother took Lu Jixiang's hand and said, "your father has gone to buy breakfast. What do you want to eat? Call him and ask him to buy it for you!"

"I'm not hungry."

Lu Jixiang.

"No way!" Lu's mother was not happy when she heard this: "even if you are not hungry, your baby is hungry. Be obedient. Call your father and ask him to bring you something you like to eat."

"I..."

Lu Jixiang is hesitating.

Li Ya has handed over her mobile phone and is very attentive: "sister Jixiang, aunt is right. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should always think about your baby in your stomach. Nah, I've dialed the phone. You can answer it."

Lu Jixiang is in a dilemma.

At this time, father Lu's voice came from the phone: "hello..."

Lu Jixiang quickly took the phone, put it in his ear and said, "Dad, I'm Jixiang!"

"Oh, lucky, are you up?" Father Lu asked.

Lu Jixiang nodded: "yes, I just got up. I'm here."