With yesterday's strategy, Song Ci was able to do it much more conveniently and quickly today. Occasionally, Jiang Xingzhou could remind her of something she forgot, and the two of them working together doubled their efficiency.
The two of them worked quickly, and Liang Ting arrived quickly as well.
This was not the first time Liang Ting came to their house. Song Ci brought her some fruits and then hurried to the kitchen to cook.
Liang Ting was not at all reserved. She took an apple and ate it. After taking a few bites, she curiously ran to the kitchen to watch them cook.
Noticing that Jiang Xingzhou was filming, she didn't say much. She leaned against the door frame, holding an apple in her mouth, and watched them busy leisurely.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to help. She knows her own abilities very well, and the kitchen killer doesn’t explode in everyone’s kitchen.
After finishing a dish, Song Ci noticed her and said, "It's very fumy here, Tingting, go to the living room and wait for a while. It will be ready soon."
Jiang Xingzhou silently looked at the pile of ingredients on the workbench, thinking that his Song Song would also say such things.
He felt that it would take at least an hour to finish cooking these dishes.
Liang Ting waved her hand: "No, I'm at the door, I shouldn't disturb you."
"Miss, do you think it's appropriate for you to be so leisurely while we are busy here?" Jiang Xingzhou was speechless.
Song Ci turned around and glared at him.
Hearing him say that, Liang Ting immediately became excited: "Oh, you, I don't know who said that they wanted to treat me to a big meal to thank me for helping you achieve your goal."
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
"I took your Cici to scout places, waiting to take you on a date and confess my love to you, and you ended up like this?"
Jiang Xingzhou was puzzled: "Scouting? Date and confession?"
This sounds so much like his story.
He suddenly recalled that when he went out, he ran into Song Ci head-on. At that time, he was thinking about visiting the remaining spots, so he really thought that Song Ci was out playing with Liang Ting and they just happened to meet.
Now it seems that this should not be the case.
Does this mean that Song Ci had the same idea as him
Check out the place first, then take the person on a date and confess your love.
"Yeah," Liang Ting didn't know that Song Ci hadn't told him about this, so she said casually, "I ran for a whole day."
"Oh yeah, didn't I run into you?"
When Song Ci heard Liang Ting talking about this, her heart was lifted. However, there was food cooking in the pot and Jiang Xingzhou was still filming. She resisted the urge to interrupt Liang Ting and listened quietly.
She pricked up her ears to listen to Jiang Xingzhou's reaction.
I wonder what Jiang Xingzhou would think if he knew all this.
But Jiang Xingzhou just said "Oh" and nothing else.
This made Song Ci very discouraged.
oh.
Only oh.
She pouted in dissatisfaction, and had the urge to make a scene and ask Jiang Xingzhou for an explanation.
Fortunately, Liang Ting was still there, and she held back.
After Liang Ting left, she would tell Jiang Xingzhou again, in person.
When the vegetables in the pot were cooked, she scooped up the last handful of vegetables with a bamboo skewer and put them into the sauce that she had prepared in advance.
Jiang Xingzhou casually instructed Liang Ting: "Miss, stop standing there and take this to the living room, okay?"
Liang Ting gave him a look that said "Are you mentally retarded?" and came over to the living room with the things.
After finishing the apple, she lazily lay on the sofa and didn't plan to go to the kitchen again.
Jiang Xingzhou and Song Ci were the only ones left in the kitchen again.
After a moment's silence, the two continued to cook step by step.
Jiang Xingzhou turned his head and glanced at the door to make sure Liang Ting didn't come over.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but reason stopped him from asking immediately.
Although there were many dishes, the two started early, so it was just after eleven thirty when all the dishes were ready.
Jiang Xingzhou placed all the dishes on the coffee table and took a group photo of them.
We are all acquaintances, so there is no need to be polite.
However, because there were guests present, the segment with Jiang Xingzhou's comments was not recorded at the end, and instead a scene of the three of them toasting together was recorded.
After turning off the video, the three of them started eating.
Jiang Xingzhou was just about to praise Song Dynasty porcelain in his usual style, but Liang Ting spoke faster than he did.
"Wow, Cici, your cooking skills are so good now. It's so delicious. The fried chicken you make is even better than the ones sold outside. I'm so envious of this guy."
"No." Song Ci blushed a little. Direct compliments always make people shy.
"Yes, yes. Didn't Liang Fei have lunch at your house last time? She kept complaining about it after she got home. My sister-in-law's ears were sore from complaining that she became numb. It was only after you told me the recipe that she stopped."
This happened before. Two days after Liang Fei was taken away, Liang Ting suddenly asked her what Liang Fei ate at her house.
She thought something had happened and was very nervous. However, Liang Ting said the food was so delicious that Liang Fei didn't want to eat the food cooked by her sister-in-law anymore.
She was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry at the time. This was also a recognition of her cooking skills.
Thinking back now, Song Ci still finds it magical. You know, she never dared to imagine that she could cook so many dishes, and they tasted really good.
When she bought those utensils, she just wanted to be able to cook her own meals and have enough food and clothing, but she didn't expect that she would become a food blogger now.
This was all thanks to Jiang Xingzhou's casual remark at the time.
It seems that their fate was destined from that time.
Song Ci shyly glanced at Jiang Xingzhou who was sitting next to her, but she didn't expect that he was also looking at her. When their eyes met, she shyly looked away and ate her food to ease her heartbeat.
Jiang Xingzhou immediately found it funny. He chuckled and put a piece of food into the Song porcelain bowl: "Don't just eat the rice, eat some food too. There are so many."
Song Ci: “… Yeah.”
"You two, I'm still here, just be more restrained, okay?" Liang Ting was speechless and bit off the potato chips on the bamboo skewer.
Hmm, delicious.
Forget it, let’s just eat.
**
When Liang Ting left, Song Ci specially sent her downstairs. Jiang Xingzhou followed behind her and listened to the two of them talking. Liang Ting said "I'm leaving" over and over again but she didn't really leave. It seemed like the two of them had endless things to say.
Jiang Xingzhou was too weak to look up at the sky.
I really want to hide Song Song and show him to him alone.
But I can’t.
Alas~
Jiang Xingzhou sighed in disappointment, and the two of them finally said their final goodbyes.
As soon as Liang Ting started the car, Jiang Xingzhou couldn't wait to hold Song Ci's hand and walk back.
Song Ci had no choice but to turn around awkwardly and continue to greet Liang Ting, and only turned her head back after Liang Ting's car drove away.
Jiang Xingzhou's resentful voice sounded: "Do you have so much to say? I've said so many times, but you still won't leave."
Song Ci is funny, it’s just a greeting.
Every time I finish talking, but suddenly a new topic comes up, I accidentally start talking about it, and then say good night again, and accidentally start a new topic. This is really difficult to deal with.
I will feel uncomfortable for a long time if I don’t bring up new topics.
Song Ci felt guilty, so she held Jiang Xingzhou's arm with both hands and shook it, calling softly: "Jiang Jiang~"
Jiang Xingzhou looked down at her, met her innocent big eyes, and was no longer angry. He rubbed her head helplessly.
"go home."
"Okay~"
At this time of day, there were few people around, and there were only two of them in the elevator.
Jiang Xingzhou held Song Ci with one hand and leaned on the railing in the elevator with the other.
Suddenly he asked, "Do you remember this?"
Song Ci was confused: "What?"
Jiang Xingzhou bent his fingers and tapped the hollow railing, signaling her: "This."
Song Ci's expression was confused for a moment, and then he was completely stunned.
What happened to this railing
She blinked her eyes, rushed over to hold Jiang Xingzhou's waist in a flattering manner, and leaned on his chest to apologize carefully: "I'm sorry, I forgot."
At this time, the elevator arrived and Jiang Xingzhou pulled her out.
Song Ci kept his head down, feeling guilty for having forgotten something important.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't say anything and pulled her home. When they got home and closed the door, Jiang Xingzhou turned around and rubbed Song Ci's head at the entrance.
"Song Song, I told you that to tell you something interesting, not to make you feel sorry."
His tone was gentle, causing Song Ci to immediately look up at him with bright eyes.
"Something interesting?"
He couldn't help it, so he bent down and kissed her, then he hugged her waist and held her tightly against the cabinet.
Suddenly he sat on a high place. Song Ci exclaimed, grabbed his hand uneasily, and her legs unconsciously wrapped around his waist.
Jiang Xingzhou took a half step forward and stuck close to Song Ci, and replied to her: "Yeah, interesting things."
"What?"
Song porcelain is curious.
Jiang Xingzhou brushed her hair, tucked the loose hair behind her ears, then hugged her and whispered.
"Do you still remember that you asked me to help you move the packages?"
Speaking of this, Song Ci suddenly felt a little shy.
It was because of this incident that she and Jiang Xingzhou had more and more interactions.
She murmured, "I remember."
"Ah..." Jiang Xingzhou sighed, "That package is so heavy."
Song Ci: “!!!”
"Is it heavy?"
She immediately wanted to get out of Jiang Xingzhou's arms, but was ruthlessly pressed against her chest by Jiang Xingzhou again.
His tone was not very serious: "Yes, it's very heavy."
He didn't let her look up at her, so she stopped doing that and had to hug his waist even tighter and clamp her legs around him tightly.
Feeling her seemingly comforting gesture, Jiang Xingzhou laughed deeply.
How cute.
"It's okay," he gently rubbed Song Ci's hair and continued, "The railing in the elevator is the one I just told you about."
"Um."
"When I entered the elevator, I put your package on top of it to support myself so I could breathe easier. Otherwise, your boyfriend would have collapsed from exhaustion if he had to carry it up all at once."
"Of course, not now," he added quickly.
He has been exercising for a month, so a mere express delivery is nothing to worry about.
Now he can carry... well, one at a time.
That thing is really heavy, and the box is hard to hold.
If it was Song Dynasty porcelain, he could easily hold it up.
“I remember now!”
Memories came flooding back, Song Ci said in surprise.
"Remember what?"
Thinking of what he was thinking at the time, Song Ci didn't dare to say it all out loud, and only said vaguely: "It's just... I remembered the express delivery you mentioned, I saw it at the time."
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
What did you see? Did you see him propping up the package on the railing
That's really embarrassing for him.
Jiang Xingzhou tutted in dissatisfaction.
Song Ci curled up in his arms and tried to hold back her laughter, but didn't continue talking.
Jiang Xingzhou felt helpless and amused, and silently held down her thighs that were swinging back and forth.
Don't mess around with this posture.
After a while, he asked, "Have you laughed enough?"
Song Ci immediately suppressed her smile and nodded against his chest: "That's enough."
"Okay, now that we've finished talking about the fun stuff, let's talk about the important stuff."
"ah?"
"ah!"
Song Ci was wondering what important thing he was talking about, but she didn't expect Jiang Xingzhou to suddenly hold her in this position and walk inside.
Feeling the palm on her butt, Song Ci blushed.
But this position of holding someone while supporting their buttocks is indeed more comfortable. She didn't dare to say anything and remained silent like a quail.
Where is Jiang Xingzhou going to take her
What is the important thing
Jiang Xingzhou held the person and sat on the sofa.
Song Ci: “.”
Realizing that he was somewhat disappointed, Song Ci immediately felt guilty and quickly shook his head to drive away those thoughts.
Jiang Xingzhou was just about to ask her if she was comfortable sitting in this position, but she saw her head shaking like a rattle.
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
Could Song Ci have predicted his problem in advance
Of course not.
Song Ci stopped what she was doing, and seeing his puzzled expression, she felt a little embarrassed and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xingzhou came back to his senses and thought that it must have been a coincidence.
"Nothing, is this comfortable? Do you want to change your position?"
"Sure." Song Ci knelt on the sofa and moved up a little bit.
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
"Then let's talk about the important things." He quickly brought up the topic to stop himself from thinking about random things.
“Oh.”
Song Ci lowered his head, and his simple one-word answer left Jiang Xingzhou confused.
"Aren't you curious?"
Song Ci blinked at him, met his gaze, and nodded sincerely: "Curious."
Jiang Jiang Xingzhou didn't say anything more and got to the point.
"Song Song, tell me what Liang Ting said today."
As soon as he said this, Song Ci's face suddenly turned red, but she looked at him with a very surprised look.
It turns out he cares!
Song Ci's mind is full of this.
It turns out that Jiang Xingzhou's lack of reaction at that time meant he would settle the score later. No, that's not right. It doesn't seem to be this idiom. Forget it, forget it. That's what it means.
Song Ci's mind was in a mess and she didn't care about any details. She was now in a state of shyness, surprise, happiness, excitement... a variety of emotions.
"What... do you want to know?" She lowered her head and rested her chin on Jiang Xingzhou's shoulder, her tone revealing a coquettish feeling.
Jiang Xingzhou slowly stroked her back and whispered, "All."
As his words fell, Song Ci trembled in fear like a frightened little animal.
After a moment of silence, she bit Jiang Xingzhou's shoulder through his clothes.
Hanhan Huhu said, "Okay."