Jiang Xingzhou suddenly realized that he had a bad taste.
For example, now.
He watched Song Ci's face turn red because of his words, his ears and neck turned red, and his whole body looked like boiling water, about to smoke.
Song Ci said in a crying voice: "I don't want you anymore, I want my boyfriend."
"Ah..." Jiang Xingzhou reminded her, "You said you would never abandon me."
"That was said to my boyfriend." Song Ci retorted.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled. At that time he was not yet Song Ci's boyfriend.
But what Song Ci meant was that she treated him as her boyfriend at that time
Then he had to ask carefully.
Without any warning, he bent down and gave Song Ci a princess hug.
Song Ci screamed and instinctively raised her hands to hold his neck to prevent herself from falling.
"Jiang Xingzhou..." Song Ci buried her head in his shoulder shyly and called him softly.
Jiang Xingzhou lowered his head, very satisfied with her reaction, and asked in a good mood: "What?"
"You, me...you...we...what are you going to do?"
How can I hug you like a princess
In her opinion, being a princess hug was more intimate than feeding water just now.
"I'm not doing anything, I'm just asking you."
As he was talking, Jiang Xingzhou had already carried Song Ci to the sofa in the living room. He put Song Ci down, propped up his arms on the backrest behind her, and gave Song Ci a sofa hug just like in TV dramas.
For convenience, he even bent his right leg and knelt on the sofa, almost touching Song Ci's left thigh, and the temperatures of the two legs were interacting vaguely.
Song Ci was frightened by his attitude and called him softly: "Jiang Xingzhou..."
It seemed that no matter whether she was afraid or shy, Song Ci loved to call him softly like this. In the past, when she was teased by others outside, she would hide behind him and call his name timidly.
He felt it was quite applicable, and he felt much better after being called.
"Yeah." he replied.
"Why are you so scared? I don't eat people. I'm just asking you." He said in a low voice.
Song Ci shrank her neck, slid down the sofa a little, stared at him, and said nothing.
"Okay." Jiang Xingzhou was discouraged by his pitiful look. He pouted and turned over to sit on the sofa.
Song Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief. She tilted her head and asked, "What do you want to ask?"
"I'm just asking you, what do you mean by you won't let me go? Song Song, wasn't it me who was with you at that time?"
Song Ci was stunned with her mouth open: "?"
"If I remember correctly, when you said that, your boyfriend was out playing somewhere else. How did what you said to me become what you said to your boyfriend?"
Jiang Xingzhou had been smiling the whole time, but what he said made Song Ci sweat.
"I… "
"Oh, I see," Jiang Xingzhou interrupted her, "or did Song Song treat me as her boyfriend at that time?"
"No, I..."
Jiang Xingzhou didn't want to give her a chance to explain. He made another "tsk" sound and continued to misinterpret her meaning: "Song Song, you are really cruel. Since you treat me as your boyfriend, why are you still with your boyfriend? Are you trying to have two relationships at the same time?"
He put hats on Song Ci one by one, and his head was messed up until only a pool of pulp remained.
She could only subconsciously refute: "I didn't."
"Why not, you scumbag."
"No!"
Song Ci was like a pissed off kitten. She retorted loudly and rolled over to press on Jiang Xingzhou: "I only have one boyfriend, and you are not my boyfriend."
Jiang Xingzhou looked down at Song Ci who had fallen into his arms and was stunned for two seconds. Ah, this is how a kitten shows off its power.
It would be better if I could reach out and pinch his neck or press his shoulders instead of lying in his arms.
**
Jiang Xingzhou found out that after the relationship was confirmed, he and Song Ci really had to start over again, holding hands.
On Friday morning, Song Ci set the alarm early and got up on time at six o'clock. When he changed his clothes and went out, Jiang Xingzhou just opened the door.
"Good morning~"
"Good morning," Jiang Xingzhou replied, "Have you packed?"
"Yeah!" Song Ci changed into a set of energetic sportswear and tied her hair into a high ponytail. She looked full of energy and responded with vitality.
Jiang Xingzhou quickly closed the door and came out: "Wait for me a moment, it will be ready soon, go change your shoes first."
"Okay~"
It took Jiang Xingzhou just five minutes to pack up.
When going out, Jiang Xingzhou tried to hold Song Ci's hand as usual, but unexpectedly Song Ci dodged.
"Um?"
Song Ci said: "We can only hold hands."
Jiang Xingzhou was puzzled. He couldn't do anything else after going out so early in the morning.
She leaned on Song Ci and said, "Okay, just hold hands."
Only then did Song Ci put her hand into his palm.
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
Song Ci is not good at running, no, or rather, he is not good at sports.
If Jiang Xingzhou could still get a good score in the physical test, then Song Ci's physical test was always hovering above the passing line, which was quite shocking.
If I had to say which event I dislike the most, it would definitely be the 800-meter test. Every test was like a tribulation.
Even though Jiang Xingzhou was with her today, Song Ci still didn't feel much more relaxed.
It was her first time to go out for a walk with Jiang Xingzhou. She was not used to his pace and ran too fast without realizing it.
Jiang Xingzhou saw that she was about to overtake him, and couldn't help but remind her: "Don't run too fast, just run slowly, and breathe aerobicly."
Looking at Song Ci's small body, he doesn't look like a good runner. He started panting after just jogging a hundred meters, and he still wants to run faster and faster.
He couldn't help laughing: "It's not an 800-meter test, why are you running so fast?"
Song Ci's face, which had become red due to running, turned even redder. She replied with a muffled "Oh" and began to pay close attention to Jiang Xingzhou's pace and run with him.
This speed was too slow for Jiang Xingzhou. Although he slowed down his pace, his height, long legs and big steps meant that Song Ci had to run three steps to catch up with him for the distance he ran in two steps.
After running for five minutes, Song Ci's breathing gradually became heavy.
Jiang Xingzhou reminded him, "If you can't run anymore, just walk for a while. Don't try to be brave. It's normal for you to do this for the first time."
"Yeah, I know."
After responding to this sentence, Song Ci's rhythm, which he had maintained for a while, was disrupted and his breathing began to become unstable.
Sure enough, after a while, she reached out to Jiang Xingzhou: "I... I'll stop for a moment."
Jiang Xingzhou covered his face. Song Ci's body was too weak. It was time to take him out for some good exercise.
"Then you walk for a while, and then run a lap with me when I come over, okay?"
He didn’t ask for much the first time, just two laps would be enough.
Song Ci wanted to run with him, but she didn't have the energy to keep up, so she had to do this: "Okay."
So Song Ci began to walk slowly, watching Jiang Xingzhou running farther and farther away, and before he knew it, he ran behind her.
Song Ci: “?”
So fast.
But she hasn't rested yet.
"Can I walk another circle?" She stretched out a finger and placed it in front of her eyes, asking Jiang Xingzhou in a pleading tone.