Jiang Xingzhou was still dizzy until Song Ci came out of the shower.
My goodness, when did his family get an extra house? How come he didn’t know
Fortunately, he confessed early and now the apartment is his.
That’s great. As long as I’m reborn well, I can work less for a few years. At least the housing issue is resolved.
It’s just that Ms. Lin is a bit cruel. He still has to pay rent to her before he and Song Ci get married. But even so, the rent is still nearly half cheaper than it is now.
For a house of more than 100 square meters, they only charged them 3,000 yuan, which is very conscientious. For this location, it is really a very friendly price.
Song Ci washed her hair tonight, but she didn't blow dry it. She came to the sofa with wet hair.
After approaching, Jiang Xingzhou saw that water was still dripping from her hair. He instantly stopped thinking about the rent and pushed Song Ci to sit down.
"Why don't you blow dry your hair?"
He stood up and prepared to get the hair dryer, which was also made of Song porcelain.
Song Ci did not refute, but sat obediently on the sofa. Her fair face was full of shyness, but she couldn't help smiling. She even explained the location of the hair dryer to Jiang Xingzhou.
Obviously, she didn't blow dry her hair on purpose.
Jiang Xingzhou only figured this out after he took the hair dryer.
"You've learned a lot," he commented.
Song Ci hummed and stammered in embarrassment, "No."
Jiang Xingzhou knew her character very well. He smiled and turned on the hair dryer. He waited until the wind became hot before he applied it to Song Ci's hair.
"Come closer."
"Hmm~"
Song Ci was as obedient as ever, and moved to the side a little following Jiang Xingzhou's force to give the hair dryer enough space.
It was also Jiang Xingzhou's first time to blow dry a girl's hair, and he was still a little unskilled, so his movements seemed a little clumsy.
He rarely used a hair dryer himself, so the little experience he had told him to blow it on his head.
Because of this, he always wanted to blow the hair at the roots of Song Ci's hair. Even though he shook the hair dryer occasionally, Song Ci still felt a little hot.
She turned her head away, and Jiang Xingzhou looked at her in confusion, obviously not knowing what was going on.
Song Ci had no choice but to tell him the problem in a serious manner and let him blow the wind on her hair on her back.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled awkwardly and said, "I understand."
With guidance, it's much easier to get started again.
The hair dryer was buzzing, and Jiang Xingzhou's fingers were jumping back and forth in Song Ci's hair, accompanied by the warm air blown out by the hair dryer.
Song Dynasty porcelain has also changed from being a worry in the beginning to being an enjoyment now.
Just now, a lot of warm wind blew onto her face, so her face was red and warm now.
After Jiang Xingzhou finished blow-drying her hair, he turned off the hair dryer and couldn't help but poke her warm face.
It felt very good, soft and warm, and the skin was very good, so he couldn't let it go, so he consciously changed from poking to pinching.
Song Ci tilted her head back because of her pinch and pouted unhappily.
She said quietly, "It's going to break, stop pinching it."
Jiang Xingzhou rubbed it happily again, as if to comfort it, and then pulled out the plug of the hair dryer.
"Blow dry, I'm going to take a shower, you can play here for a while."
"Wait a moment."
As soon as he turned around, Song Ci's voice interrupted him.
Jiang Xingzhou turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Ci's face was already red, so even if she felt that her face was getting hotter, Jiang Xingzhou couldn't see it.
He saw Song Ci staring at him for two seconds, then suddenly stood up and hugged him, and then he felt a kiss from soft lips on his cheek.
"Go ahead."
It was clearly her who took the initiative, but after the kiss she felt embarrassed and pushed him to take a shower.
Jiang Xingzhou was pushed into the bathroom by her.
Jiang Xingzhou took a quick shower. Song Ci felt like she had just combed her hair and hadn't even watched two videos when Jiang Xingzhou came out.
“So soon?”
Jiang Xingzhou ignored her, wiped his hair half dry, then sat over. He naturally hugged Song Ci into his arms, kissed her on the lips, and began to talk about the conversation he had just had with Ms. Lin.
Song Ci took ten minutes to digest it, but still felt a little shocked.
"You mean... your mother already knows that both of us are unemployed?" Song Ci repeated the content in disbelief.
Jiang Xingzhou was not willing to do this. Why was he out of work
"No, I confessed my job. I didn't tell her about your job. When you go back, you can confess it to your family and then tell her in person."
In order to dispel Song Ci's doubts, Jiang Xingzhou continued to explain: "My mother knows a lot, understands our work, and understands. She didn't say anything to me. I told her that your salary is more than enough to support me. She doesn't know where to be happy at the moment. Finally, she got rid of her son who no one wants.
Anyway, you don't have to worry about my family. When you tell them the truth, you can ask my mom to help you convince them. She knows the most."
"But didn't you say you would confess when you go home for the New Year?" Song Ci pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile, and asked the question in a low voice, still feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
The matter was exposed in advance.
What if Jiang Xingzhou’s family no longer likes her because of this
What if Jiang Xingzhou is just comforting her now
Song Ci was very worried.
"I should have recorded you earlier."
Jiang Xingzhou suddenly felt that he had not thought it through carefully. Song Ci's personality was indeed that of a person who tended to overthink.
He rested his chin on top of Song Ci's head and said sullenly, "Song Song, please smile."
"But… "
"There are no buts. Even if there are buts, you still have me. I will do my best to eliminate all buts in our future. Do you understand me?"
Song Ci's mouth moved and his expression seemed to relax.
"Song Song?" Jiang Xingzhou called softly above her head.
Song Ci seemed to have made up her mind and asked, "So is what you just said true? Doesn't your mother dislike me?"
Jiang Xingzhou said without thinking: "Of course, she likes you very much. How about I send you her WeChat later, and you two can add each other on WeChat, and then you will know how much she likes you."
"Don't think too much, just smile~"
"… "
Now, Song Ci's charming dimples finally appeared on her cheeks again.
Jiang Xingzhou moved closer and placed a kiss on her dimple without any lust.
"Trust me, Song Song."
"Um!"
After hugging and kissing for a while, Song Ci suddenly remembered that Jiang Xingzhou seemed to have mentioned something about the house just now.
She hurriedly pushed Jiang Xingzhou, but Jiang Xingzhou stepped back in dissatisfaction, looking at her with a resentful expression.
"What's wrong?"
"You just said that Asakawa has found a house?"
"Ah... this," Jiang Xingzhou deliberately kept her in suspense, glanced at her slightly swollen mouth from his kiss, and finally felt guilty, "Yes, I found it."
"Where is that from?"
“It’s near our high school. The location is great.”
Jiang Xingzhou did not hide it and continued to explain the problem with the house.
"The house is mine. I originally wanted my mother to help me look for it, but she told me that my family has another unoccupied house, and the previous tenant just renewed the lease until the end of January. When the two of us go back, we can move in in February."
"Ah?" Song Ci was a little stunned.
Aren't they sharing the apartment? How come Jiang Xingzhou suddenly became her landlord
Jiang Xingzhou also sighed: "Alas~ Then we won't be able to live together for almost a month, it's too hard."
He hugged Song Ci again, put his big head on Song Ci's small shoulders, and rubbed her coquettishly.
"What should I do, Song Song~ I will miss you, do you miss me? Song Song, Song Song~"
Song Ci couldn't help laughing because of his hair, and pressed his head and said, "Don't move."
"So, do you miss me?"
“Yes.”
Jiang Xingzhou insisted: "How much do you miss it?"
Song Ci thought about it and finally came up with an answer that wouldn't go wrong.
"A little more than you think of me."
These words were so sour that Song Ci couldn't help but blushing.
Jiang Xingzhou snorted proudly and said, "That's pretty good."
Song Ci was suddenly helpless. Jiang Xingzhou always had such childish moments.
Jiang Xingzhou did not disappoint her evaluation, and then he argued with Song Ci in an even more childish way about who missed the other more.
In the end, Song Ci couldn't handle it anymore and had to change the topic back to the house.
Jiang Xingzhou finally became serious.
"No, I'll take care of your house."
Song Ci felt too embarrassed to do that. She shook her head like a rattle and stretched out her hands, waving them in front of her, showing her refusal.
"No, that's your house. You can live here for free, but I'm still an outsider, so I have to pay rent."
Jiang Xingzhou had a headache: "Really not necessary."
He could pay the 3,000 yuan rent that Ms. Lin collected by himself, and in the end the rent might return to him, so he really had no intention of collecting rent from Song Ci again.
However, Song Ci spoke righteously, and after her repeated questioning, Jiang Xingzhou had to tell the truth that Ms. Lin had collected three thousand yuan in rent.
Since Song Ci insisted on taking it, he would definitely not let her take it alone, so he hurriedly said before Song Ci: "Just treat it as if we are still renting together, renting a place for 3,000 yuan a month, and splitting the rent equally, 1,500 yuan each, and you just take 1,500 yuan."
Song Ci naturally knew that Jiang Xingzhou would not give in anymore, so he had to nod.
"Okay, then I'll pay for the water and electricity bills for the house."
Jiang Xingzhou: "...Okay."
The rent issue was finally settled. Jiang Xingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on Song Ci's shoulder again.
He suddenly whispered something into Song Ci's ear.
Then, as he wished, he saw Song Ci's ears and neck turned red, and he even broke free from his restraints and ran back to the room.
It’s really fun to tease your girlfriend.
No, no, no, he wasn't teasing.
That house might really become their wedding house.
**
After returning to the room, Jiang Xingzhou packed up his things and when he picked up his phone again, he finally remembered the important matter.
I almost forgot about following Songci's little vest.
It’s all because Ms. Lin’s phone call contained too much information.
Now that he remembered it, Jiang Xingzhou didn't pause. He skillfully opened the software and followed Song Ci's male account.
Then he gave Song Ci a one-dollar tip.
Not much, but I’m just afraid that I won’t be able to see the Song Dynasty porcelain.
After doing all this, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly discovered another blind spot.
Song Ci is currently mainly writing books for women, so has her male account logged in? Will she see his attention? Will she see his comments
What if Songci no longer appears on the male channel
Jiang Xingzhou was in tears. He had found the account but not completely.
In order to show his presence, Jiang Xingzhou gave another one-dollar reward to Song Ci's female book.
After giving the reward, I felt that the time was too close and I was worried that Song Ci might find out something, so I left a comment on the latest chapter of the female book, pretending that I had just read the latest chapter and couldn't help but give a reward because it was so well written.
After doing all this, he turned off the lights, curled up in bed, and opened Song Ci's men's book.
At least read a few dozen chapters tonight.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly found that all his previous worries were resolved.
Regardless of whether Song Ci logs into her male channel account or not, he will tell Song Ci about the plot of her male channel book tomorrow. At that time, Song Ci will definitely know that he is reading her male channel book.
The only difference between the two is whether Song Ci will be troubled and unable to sleep tonight.
But now, Song Ci is probably still blushing over his last words.
When talking about the wedding house, Song Ci gets shy.
Jiang Xingzhou happily began to read Song Ci's novel.
He had originally planned to read only thirty to fifty chapters so that he could find topics to talk about tomorrow, but he didn't expect to be so absorbed in the book in one go.
Before he knew it, the time had come to 1:30 in the morning. Jiang Xingzhou glanced at the novel he had read more than 150 chapters of and reluctantly put down his phone.
As expected of Song Song, his books are so interesting to read, whether they are for men or women, they are all so attractive.
However, from the two books he read, Jiang Xingzhou could clearly feel the progress of Song Ci among the new books for women.
His Song Song will definitely have a better future!
At night, Jiang Xingzhou had a dream about being kept by a rich woman. When the rich woman showed her face, he saw clearly that she was his girlfriend Song Ci.
Ah, what a beautiful dream!
Dreams are too beautiful and can easily make people sink into them.
Therefore, Jiang Xingzhou did not get up the next day.
Song Ci sat in the living room for more than ten minutes but didn't wait for him. She sent him a message but didn't get a reply.
Song Ci convinced himself that something must have delayed his sleep last night, which was why he couldn't get up this morning.
Thinking of this, she couldn't bear to disturb Jiang Xingzhou's sleep anymore, so she sent a message to Jiang Xingzhou and went out to buy breakfast.
Jiang Xingzhou was not around, and she felt embarrassed to go jogging alone.
Along the way, she was paying attention to the messages on her mobile phone and deliberately slowed down her pace.
So by the time she walked home, it was already half past seven.
When she was struggling over whether to call Jiang Xingzhou again, Jiang Xingzhou opened the door first.
"Good morning~"
Song Ci: “… Good morning.”
Actually... well, it's quite early.