Song Ci's sudden formal apology caught Jiang Xingzhou off guard.
Before he could react, Song Ci had already started talking incoherently about his mistakes.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have posted on WeChat Moments, I shouldn't have ordered you to do these things, I'm not, but I... I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to get up so early, I thought you would buy it at noon today, I didn't know you would get up so early in the morning to buy it. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I don't want you to waste your sleeping time buying these..."
The more she spoke, the more excited she became, as if she had done something unforgivable wrong. She was so anxious that her face turned red, and she didn't know when, crystal tears appeared on her flickering eyelashes.
This frightened Jiang Xingzhou so much that he quickly pressed Song Ci's shoulders and woke her up: "Song Song, Song Song!"
"?" Song Ci looked at him blankly, tears still welling up in her eyes, looking so pitiful that they seemed like they would fall in the next second.
Jiang Xingzhou had no choice but to pull her into his arms and comfort her, "Song Song, you did nothing wrong. It was not wrong to post on WeChat Moments. I saw it and had to buy it for you. I also had to buy it this morning just to impress you. None of this is your fault. I did it on my own. It's none of your business. Do you understand?"
"But," Song Ci buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, still unable to hide the crying voice of a baby, "If I hadn't posted on WeChat Moments, you wouldn't have had trouble sleeping."
She was extremely depressed.
Jiang Xingzhou laughed and asked, "So, Song Song, do you want me to admit that I have bad intentions towards you?"
Song Ci was so startled that she jumped up from his arms and looked at him in shock.
Jiang Xingzhou explained: "Didn't you say that it's desensitization treatment? Isn't it normal for a boyfriend to make breakfast for his girlfriend and buy a pomegranate?"
"No, I..." Song Ci wanted to explain, but these were the words she said.
But there is no such thing as should or should not. No one is born to do this or that for another person. She said that because she couldn't think of an excuse at the time.
She didn't even wipe her tears, and asked Jiang Xingzhou carefully, "Are you really not angry?"
The tentative and cautious tone, the pitiful expression, the red eyes filled with tears, all of this made Jiang Xingzhou feel guilty.
He is such a beast, bullying people like this.
Suddenly laughing, he pinched Song Ci's cheeks with both hands and gently pulled twice: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I like Song Song so much, how can I be angry with Song Song, stop crying."
Song Ci's cheeks felt hot when she heard what she said, and her eyes wandered, not knowing where to look.
"Hurry up and eat." Finally she was coaxed into eating. Jiang Xingzhou handed her a bun and urged her to eat.
"… good."
It was quiet for a while, with only the sound of eating left in the room. Song Ci took a sip of soy milk and suddenly whispered, "I like Jiang Jiang, too."
Jiang Xingzhou: “?!
”
Song Ci didn't look over, but from her ears that were red as blood, it could be seen that she really said it just now!
A huge surprise surged into Jiang Xingzhou's heart.
No one was happier and richer than him at this moment, both in body and mind.
Even though he knew that Song Ci was responding to his comforting words "I like Song Song", he could feel that the liking Song Ci was talking about was the kind of liking that boyfriend and girlfriend have, and it was not just a joke.
It's time to put confession on the agenda, he thought.
After finishing his breakfast in no time, Jiang Xingzhou began to peel the pomegranate, putting the flesh one by one into a small bowl.
He was in a good mood and didn't feel bothered at all. He even began to hum a tuneless little song unconsciously.
Song Ci turned her head silently to look at him, and couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled secretly.
He quickly finished his breakfast, took a tissue to wipe the foam around his mouth, and then tidied the coffee table.
She then said, "Let me help you."
Jiang Xingzhou came back to his senses from his own world, saw her reaching out, and handed her the bowl: "Here, just help me eat it."
Song Ci's face turned red again. How could she feel embarrassed
She pinched a pomegranate seed from the bowl, put it in her mouth, and said shyly, "I meant to help you peel it."
Hearing this, Jiang Xingzhou looked over and wanted to touch her head, but his hands were not clean as he had just peeled a pomegranate, so he rubbed her cheek with his wrist, turning her red before pulling back.
"No, that's all. I can peel it myself. Just sit there and wait for your meal."
Song Ci sighed: "...Okay then."
She pinched another pomegranate seed from the bowl, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.
sweet.
Very sweet.
Very sweet.
This time she grabbed a small handful and placed it in her palm, and the two little men in her head started fighting.
One asked her to feed Jiang Xingzhou. The other person cooked, bought pomegranates, and peeled the seeds for her. He was so kind to her. What was wrong with her feeding Jiang Xingzhou who had no extra hands to eat the pomegranates!
One of them said that she was not reserved. Jiang Xingzhou could peel it and eat it himself, so there was no need for her to do anything unnecessary.
If it were in the past, she would definitely not have such an entanglement. It would be impossible for her to feed a boy.
But now the other person is Jiang Xingzhou, the person she likes. Jiang Xingzhou is so good to her, and she can't make up for his kindness by just feeding him.
After a struggle between heaven and earth, Song Ci stretched out his hand in front of Jiang Xingzhou.
"You eat." Seeing Jiang Xingzhou stunned, she raised her hand and put some towards his mouth.
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
Is this feeding him
He hesitated for only a moment, then immediately lowered his head and bit the pomegranate seeds that Song Ci had placed in his palm.
Song Ci: “!
!”
No.
That's not how you feed it.
Song Ci's hands began to tremble.
Jiang Xingzhou raised his hand and grabbed hers to prevent her from escaping.
After swallowing all the pomegranate seeds in one gulp, he looked up, looked at Song Ci sincerely and said, "Thank you."
Song Ci quickly retracted her hand, put it behind her back, and turned her face away so that he couldn't see it.
The palm of her hand still retained the warm, soft touch of Jiang Xingzhou's lips, beating against her heart again and again.
She stood up suddenly.
Facing Jiang Xingzhou's puzzled gaze, she hurriedly tried to think of an excuse, but in the end she couldn't come up with a good one, so she said dryly, "I, I'll go back to my room first."
Jiang Xingzhou watched her fleeing back with a smile, thinking, I have something to show off again.
**
Liang Ting: You’re so heartbroken and can’t bear it
Liang Ting: You finally understand that he really likes you. I am so tired.jpg
Wood shingle: shy.jpg
Liang Ting: So when will you confess? Looking forward to it.jpg
Liang Ting: Confession, confession, confession!
Mu Wa: I don’t know either, but I feel it’s weird and informal to confess at home.
Liang Ting: ? Is there
Liang Ting: Who would have thought that you both have families and you haven’t even confessed your love to each other.
Liang Ting: But speaking of it, the two of you liking Song Song and Jiang Jiang, doesn’t that count as a confession
Muwa: Does it count
Liang Ting: Okay, then how do you want to confess? Go out on a date and confess
Muwa: Uh-huh!
Muwa: Let’s go out and confess! But I don’t know what to do specifically.
Liang Ting: Then come to my house the day after tomorrow and we’ll work out a plan.
Muwa: Good!