Song Ci gave up and no longer thought about counterattacking.
Just let it be.
Jiang Xingzhou, what a joke, why did he have to say something so heart-warming.
My heartbeat was out of control again.
She took a sip of milk tea, filling her mouth, then tilted her head and laid on the table.
While swallowing the milk tea bit by bit, he quietly reached out to cover his heart.
Plop... Plop...
Feeling her own abnormal heartbeat, she shyly buried her eyes in her arms.
Jiang Xingzhou also imitated her and lay on the table, watching her make a series of cute reactions.
After a while, Song Ci quietly opened her eyes, as if she wanted to see what Jiang Xingzhou was doing. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingzhou also lay down like her, and even stared at her with a smile.
Song Ci: “!
!”
With a rub, Song Ci shrank back again.
"What are you doing..." Her voice was muffled.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled: "Look at my girlfriend."
Song Ci's face, which had just returned to normal temperature, became hot again. She hesitated and changed direction, with the back of her head facing Jiang Xingzhou.
This posture made her voice sound unreal, but Jiang Xingzhou still heard her comments.
"Smooth talk."
But why does your tone sound so enjoyable
Jiang Xingzhou smiled silently. It turned out that girlfriends were all such cute and awkward creatures.
He pinched the little ball in front of him and asked Song Ci: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
"No, your girlfriend is going to bed now."
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
Just now she was full of energy to go against him and was even trying to make fun of him, but now she is starting to feel shy again.
However, "Didn't you just sleep? How can you sleep now?"
"I can sleep. I really need to sleep. You can play by yourself."
"You're already asleep, why should I play by myself? I'll sleep with you."
After saying that, Jiang Xingzhou moved his buttocks and sat half of his buttocks on Song Ci's stool, tightly pressed against her. Then he raised his left hand and placed it on the back of Song Ci's head, stroking the skin on the back of her neck intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a low voice: "Go to sleep, good afternoon."
Feeling the warmth from the back of her neck and the weight of Jiang Xingzhou, Song Ci hummed imperceptibly, rubbed her cheek, and closed her eyes in peace.
"good afternoon."
The iced milk tea was thrown on the table after only two sips. The water droplets seeping from the wall of the cup gathered and flowed down the wall of the cup. Fortunately, there was a bag to support it, so it did not flow everywhere.
Along with the soothing music in the milk tea shop, the two people's originally clear heads became groggy unconsciously. After an unknown amount of time, their breathing gradually became even.
In this way, the two people who stayed up all night once actually made up for their sleep twice.
I can only say that the sleep quality is really good.
…
It was always uncomfortable to lie on the table, and after about half an hour, Jiang Xingzhou woke up.
Song Ci in front of him still didn't move. He leaned closer to listen to her breathing, which was still even.
He slowly took his hand away from the back of Song Ci's neck and sat back in his seat, moving the stool a little further away from Song Ci so that he could shake his numb arm.
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, but Jiang Xingzhou was not in a hurry at all. After all, the Internet said that the best time for a picnic was around four o'clock in the afternoon, so it was still early.
He took a sip of milk tea, took out his mobile phone, connected headphones and started watching videos.
Song Ci was still sleeping soundly next to him.
Jiang Xingzhou found that he really enjoyed such days more and more. The thing he cared about most every day was the three meals a day. Occasionally, he would go on a picnic on a whim, and then find time to have a dinner with friends. There was nothing earth-shattering, just a plain but happy life.
Looking at Song Ci to the side, Jiang Xingzhou's eyebrows suddenly became more gentle.
very nice.
It was more than ten minutes later that Song Ci woke up. She sat up dazed, her whole body limp. She didn't even have the strength to raise her hands, which were a little numb and rested weakly at her sides.
She asked confusedly, "What time is it?"
Jiang Xingzhou rolled his eyes and teased her, "It's eight o'clock."
Song Ci: “?!
!”
She actually slept for so long.
She was so shocked that her mouth opened wide and she couldn't utter a word.
How could that be.
Then the picnic would be missed.
"Then... you..." She looked confused and a little guilty, unable to speak clearly, "I... am the one..."
Jiang Xingzhou tried to hold back his laughter. How could he actually believe it
So easy to cheat.
It would be too cruel to lie again, so Jiang Xingzhou laid his cards on the table: "I lied to you, it was less than two o'clock."
Song Ci: “!
!”
"You lied to me again!"
Hearing this, Jiang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Have I ever lied to you before?"
His meaningless gesture instantly made Song Ci start to doubt himself. Has he cheated before
Hmm, I can’t remember.
She pouted and raised her weak hand to slap Jiang Xingzhou, but Jiang Xingzhou grabbed her hand and rubbed the back of her hand against her face.
Song Ci: “!
!”
"How did you..."
"snort!"
"Well," Jiang Xingzhou also extended his hand, "At worst I can let you rub it back."
Song Ci's eyes widened even wider. Jiang Xingzhou was still so shameless!
She quickly used her two hands that had regained some strength to hold her milk tea cup, pulled it to the edge of the table, lowered her head and drank the milk tea in small sips, ignoring his outstretched claws.
Jiang Xingzhou shrugged. Although he felt regretful, being rejected was the norm.
After all, his girlfriend doesn't agree to hugging and kissing outside, so this behavior is probably not allowed.
But he felt that this line was becoming more and more vague. For example, when they cuddled together and slept on the subway, he didn't think it was less intimate than hugging each other.
After a while, Song Ci looked over and asked him quietly, "When are we going to have a picnic?"
"Two o'clock. It's still hot, Song Song."
"All right."
Song Ci asked again: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"
Jiang Xingzhou put down his phone, propped up his head and looked at her leisurely.
No matter how caring she was, she was unwilling to let go of even the straw, and she seemed to have a bad habit of biting the straw. The slightly thick white straw did not make a small circle in her mouth, but was bitten flat by her. She had no problem with her lips tightly closed.
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help laughing: "Song Song, how can you eat such small ingredients?"
"Ah?" Song Ci blinked. Why did they change the subject? "Eat like this."
She let go of the straw and used her teeth to bite the deflated straw into a round shape.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't expect that there was such an operation. He was immediately impressed and raised his hand to touch her head.
Song Ci dodged and said, "No, we're still outside. Your hair will get messy."
Jiang Xingzhou thought, yes, he would take some beautiful photos later, and he couldn’t mess up his hair or it would be messed up again when he got home, so he retracted his hand.
"I'm not hungry, but are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"
"don't want."
Song Ci lay weakly on the table again.
"Jiang Xingzhou~When are we going to have a picnic?"
"Let's wait a little longer," Jiang Xingzhou had no choice but to go because it was hot outside. "We'll go at three o'clock."
"But I want to see it first," she winked at Jiang Xingzhou, "Can we go half an hour earlier?"
That pitiful tone again.
Jiang Xingzhou: "...Of course."
Song Ci immediately said sweetly: "Thank you Jiang Jiang~"
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
…
We said we were leaving at 2:30, but in fact we were packing up and ready to leave before 2:30.
By half past two they had arrived at the sunflower garden.
Song Ci looked at the vast sunflower fields in front of him and closed his eyes in enjoyment. Finally, he saw it.
"Let's go for a walk first." Song Ci came over and took Jiang Xingzhou's hand and smiled at him.
What else could Jiang Xingzhou say? Of course he just followed along.
Along the path, the two walked slowly hand in hand. Song Ci was overwhelmed by the beautiful scenery in front of her, while Jiang Xingzhou stared at Song Ci gently, reminding her to pay attention to her feet from time to time.
"These sunflower seeds are almost ripe, look here." Song Ci suddenly approached a sunflower and said.
Jiang Xingzhou looked over and saw that it was indeed almost cooked.
I asked when I came here just now, and they have caught the last train, and the sunflower field will be harvested next month.
Jiang Xingzhou looked around and asked, "Would you like to try it?"
Song Ci turned her head and looked at him with dissatisfaction.
She stood up straight, raised her hand and tapped Jiang Xingzhou's forehead as if to give him a lecture: "Jiang Jiang, why do you always think about these things? This is not okay. If you want to eat, we can go home and buy some melon seeds. Don't do this."
Jiang Xingzhou's face fell, and he looked disappointed: "Okay."
"Okay, don't be unhappy, smile~"
The moment he lowered his head, Song Ci actually took out his cell phone and was now looking at him with squinted eyes, holding the phone in front of his eyes, as if he was taking a photo.
Jiang Xingzhou was slightly startled and was about to say something when Song Ci took advantage of his unpreparedness and pressed the shutter.
"alright."
She came over to show it to Jiang Xingzhou and praised, "It's beautiful."
Jiang Xingzhou looked at himself in the photo. His expression was a little dull and he seemed a little silly. His personal charm was not shown. He was just about to delete it when he heard Song Ci's compliment. His heart was immediately moved.
"nice?"
"Yeah!" Song Ci nodded heavily, "It looks good!"
Jiang Xingzhou asked cautiously, "Are you talking about whether you look good in photos or me?"
Song Ci: “?”
"Of course they are all beautiful." She boasted a little embarrassedly.
She is just beautiful. She is not like Jiang and Yu who have to spend a lot of time looking for the angle to take a photo and still rely entirely on their faces.
She and Jiang Xingzhou both have great photography skills~
"Wait a moment." Song Ci suddenly exited the photo interface and opened another software. Jiang Xingzhou thought it was a photo editing software.
Sure enough, Song Ci imported the photo he had just taken, adjusted it back and forth, and tweaked some minor details. He seemed even more handsome in the photo than before.
“Can I use this as wallpaper?”
Song Ci lowered her head with a flushed face and didn't look at him.
Jiang Xingzhou looked at her blushing ears, and curiously stretched out his hand to pinch them, causing her ears to move. He asked again: "Can I~"
"Sure, you took the photo, you can do whatever you want with it."
"Is it all right?"
"?" Jiang Xingzhou was alert, "What do you want to do?"
"Is it okay to stab a villain?"
"Of course not!"
“Hahahahahahahahahahaha…”
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
I was actually amused by Song Ci again.