When she came out of the house, Song Ci's feet had changed from single socks to little rabbit cotton socks.
The single sock was in Jiang Xingzhou's pocket, so Song Ci didn't want him to hold her hand, let alone put her hand in his pocket.
Even though they were my own socks.
"I'll take you home to clean up first, and then I'll come back to you to move the dishes after dinner, okay?"
After a pause, he solemnly held Song Ci's hand, not letting her break free, and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely wash your socks and return them to you, and I promise not to do anything weird."
Even though Song Ci was held by his hand, she couldn't stop herself from wanting to beat the man to death.
"I don't want it anymore."
"No, you have to."
"My socks. If I say no, I don't want them."
Seeing her determined look, Jiang Xingzhou sighed and said, "Well, if you don't want it, I'll have to keep it."
When Song Ci heard this, she immediately changed her tone: "I want it, give me back my socks!"
If the socks were kept by Jiang Xingzhou, he would probably do that weird thing many times with her socks.
Inexplicably, she felt the soles of her feet begin to feel hot, even though they were covered by socks...
It’s all Jiang Xingzhou’s fault!
"Now?"
"Um!"
Jiang Xingzhou smiled evilly and reached into his pocket: "Are you sure? You want it now."
Song Ci wondered, would he be so kind
But the socks must be returned.
So she nodded: "I'm sure!"
Jiang Xingzhou: "Okay, I'll give it to you now."
He took his hand out of his pocket and clenched it into a fist, making it look as if he was hiding something in his palm.
"You said you want it now, so reach out."
Jiang Xingzhou touched the back of Song Ci's hand with his fist and urged her: "Hurry up."
Song Ci understood instantly that he wanted to hand over her socks on the street!
Or the socks that were soiled by him!
"You, you, you... humph!"
Song Ci was so angry that he became incoherent. He hid his hands behind his back and turned away.
"Hey, hey, I was just kidding. I don't have anything in my hand. If you don't believe me, just look."
Jiang Xingzhou chased after him with a smile and opened his hand, and there was indeed nothing inside.
How could he possibly hand over her socks on the street like that? He wasn't that shameless.
"Hmph~"
After walking a few steps, Jiang Xingzhou looked at the building in front of him and immediately found something wrong.
"Song Song, you turned the wrong way. This is the direction to my house."
Song Ci's expression froze, and he punched him angrily, then turned back and walked towards his home.
They arrived at the gate of Song Ci's community in silence. Jiang Xingzhou pulled her and hugged her again before letting her go.
"Then I'll pick you up in the evening."
Song Ci lowered her head and pulled his coat, again and again.
"I just thought about it. Why don't we move by ourselves tomorrow? My parents will be at home at night, and I think it would be weird for you to move with me at that time."
She was troubled by this problem all the time.
Jiang Xingzhou imagined the scene and it seemed a bit strange.
He had never paid a formal visit to the house, but his first visit was to help the daughter move some things to his house.
This... is absolutely impossible!
His first visit had to be a formal occasion to leave a very good impression on Song Ci's parents.
Jiang Xingzhou responded and nodded: "Okay, I'll take my dad to the company tomorrow morning and then drive his car over. Can we move the dishes tomorrow?"
"Okay." Song Ci immediately became happy and came over to hug him.
"Thank you Jiang Jiang~"
Jiang Xingzhou gently rubbed her head: "What's the big deal? You're also thinking about me. Okay, it's cold outside, go up quickly, remember to write, I'm still waiting for your update."
“Yeah! You should also remember to type and keep up the feel. I’ll be posting soon~”
Song Ci stepped back.
Suddenly I remembered that he had just rubbed his head.
Are his hands clean?!
"Don't touch my head with the hand that touched my socks! I'm going home, hum~!"
This time, Song Ci didn't feel reluctant at all and just turned around and ran away.
Jiang Xingzhou looked at her back, then looked at his hands.
Subconsciously, I raised my hand and put it under my nose to sniff.
“This has no taste…”
He turned around and prepared to go back to his home.
When I got home I found that Song Ci's pair of teddy bear cotton socks were still in the shopping bag.
Tsk.
The State of Song sent two hostages to the State of Jiang.
King Jiang Xingzhou of Jiang State decided to treat the two hostages well so that he could gain the trust of King Song Ci of Song State as soon as possible and marry her.
O(∩_∩)O
The next day, Jiang Xingzhou took the initiative to send his father to the company, and then took his car back.
Xingyunzaizhou: Didi! The car is ready!
Song Song: Didi! No one is home, you can come directly!
Xingyunzaizhou: Three minutes, we'll be there soon. OK.jpg
Song Song: Kiss.jpg
At around nine o'clock in the morning, the two of them took advantage of the time when their parents went to work to move the tableware to their small home.
When he arrived at the small house, Song Ci found that there were already some tableware here.
"Did you transport yours here yesterday?"
"Well, it's alright anyway, I'll just ship mine over here first."
Song Ci put down the porcelain bowls in her hand, turned around and hugged Jiang Xingzhou, praising him: "Jiang Jiang is really capable~"
"Ahem..." Jiang Xingzhou turned his face away embarrassedly, "Not really, just averagely capable."
Song Ci gave him a kiss and urged him, "Then let's move the rest up quickly. We have to record a storage video later."
The two of them ran three or four times to get the remaining kitchen utensils up, and the next step was to put them in place.
When he asked someone to clean yesterday, he also had someone bring in a shelf specifically for placing Song Dynasty porcelain and other kitchen utensils.
They don’t have a lot of kitchen utensils now, so they will buy a rack when they have more later.
If there are more, one of the guest rooms will be converted into a special room to store Songci's kitchen utensils. Anyway, there is no one else living in their house.
Besides, when someone comes to stay, Jiang Xingzhou is confident that he will have already coaxed Song Ci to his bed, so the bed where Song Ci was originally lying will naturally be empty.
It’s the same when used to entertain guests!
At this time, Jiang Xingzhou didn't know that the room that was later used to entertain guests was his room.
The Song Dynasty porcelain was being stored, and Jiang Xingzhou was taking pictures on the side.
Song Ci was so tired from storing the pile of tableware that her back and waist ached. After she was done, she collapsed on the sofa without even having time to watch the video shot by Jiang Xingzhou.
She half-closed her eyes and breathlessly said, "I didn't expect storage to be so tiring."
Jiang Xingzhou put away his phone and considerately helped her pat her back and massage her shoulders.
"Thank you for your hard work, Song Song. How about I cook for you at noon today?"
Hearing his words, Song Ci opened her eyes instantly and looked at him brightly: "Really?"
Jiang Xingzhou nodded: "Yes, really."
"Great! I like Jiang Jiang's cooking the most."
Song Ci raised her hand and put her arms around Jiang Xingzhou's neck like a spoiled child, asking him to press her down.
"Thank you for your hard work, Jiang Jiang~" She gave Jiang Xingzhou a loud kiss.
Jiang Xingzhou took out his phone again: "Okay, I'll have someone bring the food over now, you take a rest first, and you can eat later."
"Okay~"
Song Ci closed her eyes again and curled the corners of her lips happily.
Jiang Xingzhou rubbed her belly helplessly: "Don't sleep here, go to the room, I just brought a quilt."
Song Ci turned over, hugged him, rubbed his waist and said coquettishly: "Then carry me~"
"Okay, I'll carry you."
Jiang Xingzhou picked up the naughty kitten and carried it into the master bedroom.
He tucked her into the bed and gave her a kiss between her brows before sitting aside and taking out his phone to continue ordering food.
Song Ci turned over, holding a corner of Jiang Xingzhou's clothes in her hand, and fell asleep unknowingly.
Listening to Song Ci's steady breathing, Jiang Xingzhou carefully pried open her fingers and freed the corner of his clothes, then gently tucked the quilt in for her before leaving the master bedroom.
He first found the tableware he would use for lunch and washed it briefly, and then the food was delivered to him soon.
Jiang Xingzhou prepared three simple dishes and a soup with great skill. Soon the house was filled with the aroma of food, adding a lot of life to the house.
As soon as Jiang Xingzhou opened the door, the fragrance instantly spread to the master bedroom.
Song Ci wrinkled her nose and arched her head like a pig. Jiang Xingzhou went over and put his cold hand on her slightly hot cheek, which scared Song Ci so much that she woke up.
Mimi Huhu opened her eyes and saw that it was Jiang Xingzhou. Song Ci smacked her lips, rubbed her cheeks with the quilt, and called out, "Jiang Jiang~"
Jiang Xingzhou bent down, came close to her face and pinched her cheek: "Get up and eat, little pig~"
"Hmm~~"
"Not the piglet..."
Song Ci raised her hand and patted him on the face, then pushed him back, whining and acting coquettishly.
Jiang Xingzhou was about to say something when his cell phone rang under the covers.
Song Ci rubbed his eyes and stretched out his arm to touch his cell phone. He took out the warm phone from the quilt and saw the note on it, which made him completely awake.
"My dad."
She raised her hand and gestured to Jiang Xingzhou to keep quiet, then answered the call.
"Hey, Dad, what's going on?"
"Ci Ci, are you going home for lunch? Your mom has prepared the meal."
"Ah... I'm not going home for lunch." Song Ci glanced at Jiang Xingzhou awkwardly, "I'm shooting a video in the house today, so I won't go home for dinner after I cook. You can eat with my mom. I'll go home after dinner."
"That's fine, as long as there's food to eat, I won't bother you anymore."
"Okay, I'll hang up first."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xingzhou finally dared to breathe.
"I was scared to death."
Song Ci crawled out of the bed, stood up, walked to the bed, hugged him, hung on him, and said with a smile: "Why are you scared when I call you?"
Jiang Xingzhou said profoundly: "You don't understand."
He held Song Ci's butt and carried the human kangaroo out of the room. Song Ci exclaimed: "I haven't put on my shoes yet."
"It's okay, I'll bring it to you later."
Song Ci blushed, hugged his neck, looked down at him, and said sweetly: "Then go wash your hands first."
"Okay, go wash your hands first."
After carrying the person to the bathroom, Song Ci bent down and washed her hands. There was no towel here, so there was no way to wipe her hands.
Jiang Xingzhou carried him to the sofa, and on the coffee table were the tissues he had just bought.
"Wipe your hands with this. I'll get the quickie, and then we can eat."
"Okay~"
Song Ci sat obediently on the sofa, wiping her hands, and looked up at Jiang Xingzhou with a sweet smile.
The plan for a cruise on the East and West Rivers has already been put on the table, only the express train is missing.
After taking the quick weapon, Jiang Xingzhou did not sit down. Instead, he turned around and went to the bedroom to kick Song Ci's shoes out.
"Hey, shoes."
Song Ci gritted her teeth and stared blankly at the shoe he kicked at her. After a while, she burst out laughing.
Jiang Xingzhou sat down beside her with a calm expression and kicked her shoes towards her feet.
He then explained his behavior: "I don't want to wash my hands."
“… Ouch.”
Song Ci smiled and picked up a piece of egg and brought it to Jiang Xingzhou's mouth: "Thank you for your hard work, Jiang Jiang, have a bite of egg."
Jiang Xingzhou looked at her suspiciously, but still swallowed the egg she gave him in one bite.
"Stop laughing and eat."
"Okay, I'm eating."
In such a quiet house, the two people were eating lunch, and the atmosphere was like returning to the time when they were living in the rental house.
After eating until he was about 70% full, Song Ci found that there was still a lot of rice.
"I can't finish it." She put down the snack and rubbed her stomach.
Jiang Xingzhou had almost finished eating and realized that he had cooked too much.
"I was a little excited and accidentally did too much."
He continued to stuff it into his mouth and almost choked. Song Ci was so scared that she hurried over to pat his back and handed him her soup.
"Have some soup."
After catching his breath, Jiang Xingzhou lay down on the sofa, grabbed Song Ci's hand and squeezed her little hand from time to time.
He turned his head and said, "I thought I would just eat one meal here today and finish cooking the food I bought, but I didn't expect to make so much."
"What should we do now?" Song Ci's cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered, "I can't eat anymore."
"I'm full too."
Jiang Xingzhou sighed: "I can only throw it away."
I can't just pack it up and take it home and let my parents eat their leftovers.
When Song Ci heard this, he looked at the table full of dishes with longing, took his own soup bowl and scooped another bowl of soup.
"I could use another bowl of soup."
Jiang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect her to react like this. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pulled her over to lie on him and rubbed her belly.
"Then if I rub it for you again, can you have another bowl?"
Song Ci's face suddenly turned red and she punched him.
"Of course not. Eat more and waste less food."
Jiang Xingzhou laughed and scooped a bowl of soup for himself.
"Okay, drink more then."
The two of them ate for a while and finally there was some food left.
The two of them stayed in the house for a while before they cleaned up the room, took the garbage and went downstairs to go home.
There is still a lot of work to do in the afternoon and we can't delay any longer.
They will fly to Wu Hangfei's hometown tomorrow night, and there will be a wedding the day after tomorrow, so they cannot work during these times.
There are many manuscripts of Song Dynasty porcelain, but Jiang Xingzhou does not have so many edited videos to release.
Jiang Xingzhou sent this afternoon's storage video to Song Ci and asked Song Ci to edit it. He had to go watch some TV series to edit his own video.
It turns out that falling in love interferes with work.