Chapter 119

Yu Jiang thought of this and threw the idea out of his mind.

He can't be bought off with a meal.

After Qiao Yanran dried her hair, she took a simple exercise again. Then she went back to bed to rest comfortably. She tossed for a while and fell asleep.

She fell asleep, but Yu Jiang couldn't sleep any more.

The aroma of wonton tempts him to struggle all the time.

I'm so hungry. Wonton is delicious.

Yu Jiang swallowed his saliva, forced himself to close his eyes and stop thinking about wonton, but he just couldn't control it.

In this way, he struggled hard for half a night and finally made up his mind.

In the dark, Yu Jiang quietly got up from the bed, scooped a spoonful of wonton and sipped it.

Because it's been put for a long time, the wonton has already cooled down and soaked into a large piece. The dough has been soaked for a long time and it tastes rotten, but it's still delicious.

In the twinkling of an eye, Yu Jiang ate the wonton, even the soup.

He was a little satisfied. When he was ready to lie back, he accidentally touched the enamel bowl on the table with a crisp sound.

"Jingle -"

Qiao Yanran was awakened, subconsciously touched the bedside, looking for the light switch, touched a light rope.

She gently pulled, and the room lit up in an instant.

Yu Jiang was holding the empty enamel rice bowl he had just picked up from the ground.

Just being hit like this, without any precaution.

We've got both.

Four eyes opposite, Yujiang feel very embarrassed, the whole face in fever, eager to find a seam to drill in.

Qiao Yanran

"Go to bed early."

"Well."

Yu Jiang murmured, slightly inaudible.

After Qiao Yanran turned off the light at the head of the bed, Yu Jiang was relieved. He lay back on the bed. In the dark, he could hear his heart beating violently.

"Bang bang -"

seems to jump out of my throat.

He touched his hot face, trying to lower the temperature on it, but in vain.

Two days later.

Qiao Yanran estimated that the new house should be built almost, and the injury on Yu Jiang's body was much better, so she packed up and went back home.

They came all the way to the bus station.

Yu Jiang was very weak. After only two Li's walking, thin beads of sweat came out of his forehead.

Looking at the bus station, Yu Jiang has a sense of seclusion, and a trace of fear at the bottom of his eyes.

He was afraid.

I'm afraid that these days' life is just an illusory dream. When Liu Jiacun comes back, he will return to his original shape.

There is very little passenger flow at the bus stop.

As usual, there are some toys such as sausage and sugar, but now there are all along the street.

Qiao Yanran looked around the street, and finally put her eyes on the only place to buy sugar gourd in the distance.

She took Yu Jiang's hand and walked towards the stall selling sugar gourd.

Yu Jiang felt her warm palm and was stunned for a moment. He had a different feeling in his heart. He was so stupid that he was brought to the stall.

It's an old man who sells sugar gourd.

There are several different kinds of sugar gourd on the pile.

Most of them are Hawthorn sugar gourd, orange sugar gourd, and a more colorful ice sugar Snowman sugar gourd.

The ice sugar snowman is a red strawberry cut in half with a banana in the middle. Then put two black sesame seeds on the snowman as eyes and wrap them with a layer of sugar coating.

"What would you like to eat?"

Qiao Yanran side head, looking to the side of Yujiang.