Chapter 8

"Well I went out first. " Zhong Chun sorted out his emotions, gave song Xijiao a shout and went out.

Song Xijiao knew that he had gone out and did not fight, but was still busy with his own affairs. She didn't believe that a man who had been confused would just leave until she heard something crackling outside and another annoyed grunt.

Song Xijiao breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the one-time change is too big, or very suspicious, let alone get along day and night, reputation on the "husband.".

"Ah It's a long time to live like this! " Song Xijiao rubbed her face and said, "cheer up! What else can we do if we all come here? " He did another act of cheering up. After finishing the work, he went into the house to call Lizi and Zhongchun for dinner.

Li Zi was vaguely concerned about eating and didn't say much. Zhong Chun was always concerned about song Xijiao's every move. Fortunately, no matter what the original owner said, she was also a lady of a large family. She ate in a proper way, and had no unique hobbies. Otherwise, song Xijiao would have to sweat a little.

"Mother, can chestnuts not wash dishes today..." Chestnut looked at Song Xijiao vaguely, with pitiful expectation in his eyes. He was trying to see if his better mother would be the same as before.

Song Xijiao put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked at him. In an instant, chestnut's heart was half cold. Unexpectedly, song Xijiao burst into laughter and kneaded the head of the chestnut. "Good chestnut, go to bed, and give the bowl to your mother to brush."

Chestnut's eyes lit up in an instant, and quickly nodded, "my mother worked hard, chestnut went back to the room to sleep first!" I quickly put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen and went back to the room quickly. I was afraid that song Xijiao would regret it.

Song Xijiao shook her head helplessly. The original owner was so bitter about chestnuts. "PATA" sounded at her side. Song Xijiao turned her head and found that Zhong Chunzheng was staring at him, and his chopsticks had already fallen to the ground.

Is this Miss Song family really changed? What a big change? Zhong Chun stares at Song Xijiao. She looks at herself with a puzzled look on her face. Then she reflects that he has lost his temper. He bends down to pick up the chopsticks on the ground.

"Sorry." Zhong Chun apologizes in a deep voice, but song Xijiao just responds to what happened. She can't help but cover her mouth and smile secretly. This man seems to have some meaning.

Song Xijiao did not delay any more. After finishing the dishes and chopsticks, she went to the kitchen. After finishing the dishes, she took care of the cold eating bamboo mice that would be sold tomorrow, and went out with a stretch.

Looking around, there was no shadow of Zhong Chun, nor was the light in the room. Song Xijiao tentatively called, but no one responded: "it's estimated that something has gone out. It's just right. I'm alone, and I can relax."

Song Xijiao went to a wide area and took some soothing exercises with the moonlight in the sky. But she didn't expect that she could not eat the body of the original owner until she had done two.

"This physical quality is too bad! She's a lady from a big family. Why is she so bad? " Song Xijiao was sitting on a stone bench, gasping and sweating while muttering.

On the roof, a pair of eyes were staring at Song Xijiao. Seeing her behavior that was not in line with ordinary people, she narrowed her eyes and showed a dangerous light. "Song Xijiao, song Xijiao, you are really not simple. It is also true that you have such a big brother, how can it be easy to go

Song Xijiao sat at the bottom and sneezed. She wiped her nose and murmured in a low voice: "who is talking about me Forget it! Forget it! It's very important to have a good sleep now. I'll get up and make money tomorrow. " Then he stretched out and went back to the house.

Back in the room and lying on the bed, song Xijiao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. According to the memory of the original owner, Zhong Chun and the original owner were not in the same room. The night was her own time.

"Ah! I want to be such a good young man in the 21st century who has a good command of both literature and martial arts in the kitchen. How can I encounter such a thing!

It's clear that my life is neither frustrated nor vigorous. Does the Lord want to give me some stimulation? Sobbing. " Song Xijiao couldn't understand. She kicked her quilt in her arms. She was so tired and panted before she even kicked her feet. She took two breaths. She covered her quilt and went to sleep directly.

Just as song Xijiao was sleeping soundly, a man in black came out of the roof of the house and stood by the bedside to look at Song Xijiao. "You are really not an ordinary person. Well, one day, you will tell me everything!"

Song Xijiao wakes up at dawn when the chickens are crowing. Song Xijiao thinks that she didn't sleep well last night. She always feels that someone is staring at her. When she opens her eyes, there is nothing. She goes back and forth several times, which makes her almost nervous.

"Ah Song Xijiao rubbed her hair impatiently and collapsed on the bed like a deflated ball.

All of a sudden, the door is pushed open by Zhongchun. Zhongchun looks at Song Xijiao who not only gets up but also makes his hair look like a chicken coop. Song Xijiao looks at Zhong Chun who pushes the door and opens his mouth. He looks surprised. Then he quickly wraps the quilt on his body and yells: "you, you, you! Why did you come in without knocking! How can you do that! "Zhong Chun frowned and went forward two steps. "I'm your husband. Why can't I go into your room? As a husband and wife, it's unreasonable for us to sleep in separate rooms. Besides, I just want to remind you that it's time to get up. The morning market is the most crowded time. Now it's time to go."

Song Xijiao frowned, and there was nothing to refute him. She had to wrap up a quilt and point to the door behind Zhongchun, "well, you go out first! I'll clean it up and come out! It won't be too long! "

Zhong Chun nodded and walked out of the door. Fortunately, he still remembered to bring the door to song Xijiao.

Song Xijiao breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and went to the dresser. She murmured in a low voice: "who is How to open the door and come in? I'm scared to death

Song Xijiao, sitting in front of the dressing table, after finishing her hair, looked at herself well. Although the original owner's physical quality was poor, she was good-looking. It's no wonder that she married Zhong Chun so reluctantly. Thinking of Zhong Chun, song Xijiao found that she had been here for so many days and had not seen what her husband looked like in the name of the original Lord.

"Well, I'll have a good look next time."

"What are you doing? Come on, it's too late!" Outside came Zhong Chun's urging.

Song Xijiao responds quickly, grabs a hairpin, puts on clothes and goes out. Zhongchun has already moved the cold eating bamboo rat to the car, holding chestnuts in one hand and sipping his mouth for him.

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