Even if other girls have a boyfriend, they don't refuse to have an affair with others, so they can have more choices.
But she wants to make clear the boundary with him at the beginning and tell him clearly that there is someone in her heart.
Either he is too unattractive, or the little girl is too hard-hearted.
And this, either way, aroused his curiosity.
Close to her, and her together, but slowly found that they have fallen into the net woven by their own hands.
But he didn't regret it.
What about having a boyfriend? Why don't you just break up?
However, he never thought that Su Jiu would suddenly disappear in W country, and he was pregnant with a child.
Presumably, during this period of time, she should be with her boyfriend.
"Chuhe, if I want you to marry Xiaojiu, is that too much?" Nangong Mei asked.
Chu he was still in a trance and didn't hear Nangong Mei's words clearly, "it's a little too much..."
He has liked her for so long, but she is going to be married. Why not go too far?
Ah?
Wait?
"Aunt Mei, can you say it again?" Chuh was a little excited.
Nangong Mei looked at Chuhe and said word by word, "Chuhe, if I want you to marry Xiaojiu, is this too much?"
"No, not at all! There is a baby before sowing. Such a lucky thing can fall on my head. It's great Chuhe said, but after a while, he was depressed again, "but, is Xiaojiu willing?"
Nangong Mei said, "she certainly doesn't want to, but the people she likes are doomed to give her no future. Chuhe, it depends on you."
Nangong Mei patted Chuhe on the shoulder and walked away.
Chuhe stood there for a long time before he opened the door.
The glottis rang, as if someone knocked on Su Jiu's ear. She slowly opened her eyes.
Body, extremely weak, her eyes are still so trance, no focus of the look, Chu he went to Su Jiu's side, moved a stool to sit down, quietly asked Su Jiu, "small nine, how do you feel?"
Su Jiu opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound. Chu he already understood what she wanted to say and handed a cup of warm water to her lips.
Su Jiu couldn't get up. Chu he picked her up with one hand and sent the water to her mouth with the other. He said softly, "drink slowly."
Su Jiu drinks a few mouthfuls, then feels very tired and lies on the bed again.
She hates herself a little. Nangong Jun is sick because of her, but she can do nothing, even bring trouble to others.
It's really useless.
She didn't say anything, but Chu he seemed to understand Su Jiu's idea. He held her hand and said, "Xiao Jiu, don't blame yourself too much. It's the most important thing for you to take good care of yourself now."
Su Jiu did not make a sound, and closed his eyes to rest, Chu he no longer speak more, just sitting beside Su Jiu, silently accompany her.
Zhao Kexin wakes up and finds himself sleeping in a strange room.
She looked down and saw that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, which was a big relief.
I got up, but I had a bad headache.
Yesterday, I drank too much wine.
So much so that she couldn't remember what had happened.
The door, suddenly knocked, got Zhao Kexin's permission, the door was opened.
Zhai Yao, dressed in a clean white shirt and holding a cup of honey water in his hand, seems to have calculated the time when Zhao Kexin wakes up.
He handed the water to Zhao Kexin, "it's much better to drink this."
Zhao Kexin also not affectation, said a thank you, then took the water, a head of drink.
Zhai Yao put a brand-new dress beside the bed. "This is what I bought just now. I don't know your size. It doesn't fit well."
Zhao Kexin doesn't have to bow her head to know the smell of wine on her body. If she goes out like this, she will definitely be despised.
Zhai Yao is very thoughtful.
Zhao Kexin said thank you again.
Zhai Yao said, "Miss Zhao, you don't have to be so polite. To tell you the truth, I made lunch for you. Do you want to say thank you again?"
Being teased like this, Zhao Kexin suddenly blushes. After all, it's her fault. She lowers her head and can't speak.
Zhai Yao also said, "Miss Zhao, please change your clothes first. I'll wait for you outside. If you really want to thank me, don't worry, I'll give you a chance."
His voice is gentle, such words, like pacification, so that she can accept all this.
It's a very comfortable feeling.
Zhai Yao closed the door and went out.
Zhao Kexin picked up Zhai Yao's dress beside the bed, light yellow suit, very gentle feeling.
Put on, dress is very fit, Zhao Kexin looking at himself in the mirror, very beautiful, which is like last night drunk?Open the door, Zhao Kexin went out, Zhai Yao just brought the dish up, he turned his head, looked at Zhao Kexin, mouth raised a smile, praised, "good, very suitable for you."
Zhao Kexin is noncommittal, she walked out.
On his feet, he was still wearing slippers several yards in size, which belonged to Zhai Yao. He looked quite funny.
On the table, there are three or four dishes, green pepper shredded pork, braised chicken wings, stir fried lettuce, Gongbao chicken.
It has all kinds of color and fragrance.
Unexpectedly, such a man should have such a side.
Zhai Yao brought up the last soup. He untied his apron, casually put it on a chair, sat down and served a bowl of soup for Zhao Kexin. "Try it and see what it tastes like."
Zhao Kexin took it, blew it and tasted it.
The taste of chicken soup is very strong, Zhai Yao did not put too much seasoning, and in this way, the taste of chicken soup was put forward.
Zhao Kexin drank several mouthfuls, then said with a smile, "Mr. Zhai, has anyone praised you?"
"Praise me for what?" Asked Zhai Yao.
"It's rare to boast that you will be very suitable for marriage, earn money, grow well and cook." Zhao Kexin said.
Then she felt a little emotion in her heart.
In fact, in her heart, she only wanted to live such a life, have a family, find a man who likes and is suitable, and live a happy life.
But she was not meant to.
Zhai Yao shook his head and said, "Miss Zhao, you are the first one to taste my skills. Few people have noticed my advantages for the time being. After you go out, remember to help me promote them."
Promotion?
When she is a salesman, is he a product himself?
Zhao Kexin chuckled, and almost the soup came out.
Zhao Kexin quickly reached for the paper towel in the corner of the table.
Zhai Yao handed it to her at the right time.
Two fingertips touch, then release.
But Zhao Kexin's heart, also suddenly follows a movement.
"Thank you." She lowered her head and said in a low voice.
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