They got up from the bed and washed together.
After washing up, Song Ci tied her hair into a bun and started fiddling with it in front of the mirror.
Jiang Xingzhou looked at the pile of things, picked them up curiously and read them one by one. There were many things written in English on them, all of which were proper nouns. The ones he could understand were really useful.
Song Ci was actually not very skilled at putting on makeup, so it took her more than half an hour to complete a simple look.
After finishing her makeup, Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief.
She packed her things and went back, then helped Jiang Xingzhou sit on the bed.
While fiddling with things that Jiang Xingzhou couldn't name, she asked, "Jiang Jiang, what kind of makeup do you want?"
Jiang Xingzhou didn't know anything about makeup, so he said casually, "Same as you."
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"I asked the wrong question. I shouldn't have asked you that. Never mind. I'll just paint you freely. I'll make you the most beautiful..."
Song Ci wanted to find a word to say, but unfortunately Jiang Xingzhou was not the groom, nor the best man, so...
The most beautiful...
"Who's eating at the banquet?" Jiang Xingzhou said it for her.
Song Ci's eyes lit up instantly: "That's it, the most beautiful person at the banquet."
Jiang Xingzhou burst out laughing: "Song Song, do you think it's appropriate to describe me as beautiful, a 1.8-meter-tall, handsome man?"
Song Ci opened her mouth slightly, finally reacted, and laughed awkwardly twice.
After dropping the things, she directly sat on Jiang Xingzhou, put her arms around Jiang Xingzhou's arms, and touched her forehead with his.
"What?" Jiang Xingzhou was helpless.
Didn't you say you were going to put makeup on him? Why did you suddenly throw your things down and sit on him
Song Ci lowered her head slightly, rubbed the tip of her nose against his, smiled sweetly, and her voice unconsciously became coquettish.
"How can it be inappropriate~ Our Jiang Jiang is the most beautiful in my heart~"
Jiang Xingzhou: “… Haha.”
He found that Song Ci had become much bolder because of his indulgence.
He slid into Song Ci's coat, pinched her slender waist with both hands, kissed her again and again, and said fiercely: "Change your words, say I'm handsome."
"Call me handsome."
Song Ci dodged with a smile, but she did not give in at all and remained stubborn.
"Pretty brother~"
"If you don't behave, don't blame me for being rude."
Jiang Xingzhou slid his left hand from her waist to her back, and held Song Ci with one hand to prevent her from falling if she leaned back.
His right hand also loosened Song Ci's waist, and instead used his dexterous fingers to tickle Song Ci's waist.
“Hahahaha… ha… stop… it’s itchy… Jiang Xingzhou, stop it quickly, hahahaha, I can’t take it anymore, really stop it quickly… hahahaha…”
Song Ci was completely unable to resist and began to twist her body to avoid his fingers, but she was sitting on his legs with her back supported by him, so where could she hide
Jiang Xingzhou said proudly: "How about it, do you want to be good?"
Song Ci laughed and said, "Be good, hahahaha, I'm good, please stop scratching me, it's really itchy..."
"Call me handsome."
Jiang Xingzhou still did not stop, but his attack was not as fierce as before.
Song Ci quickly called out, "Handsome guy, Jiang Jiang, hahahaha, Jiang Jiang is a handsome guy."
Jiang Xingzhou insisted: "Add a few adjectives before the word handsome."
"Yinghaha, handsome, elegant, romantic, suave, hahahahaha..."
"not enough."
“Hahaha Jiang Jiang, stop hahahahahahahaha, it’s so itchy, I can’t stand it anymore…” Song Ci laughed so hard that tears of rationality came out of the corners of her eyes.
"Say one more word and I'll spare you."
"Ha Yushu haha ah Jiang Jiang haha Linfeng!"
"That's good."
Jiang Xingzhou stopped immediately and looked at Song Ci with a smile.
Song Ci raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and angrily punched him twice, this time she used a little more force.
Jiang Xingzhou still felt like he was flirting and acting coquettish, so he smiled and grabbed her hand.
"I will do this again next time if you are not good," Jiang Xingzhou denied himself, "No, I will be more ruthless next time and make you itch more than just here."
Song Ci's face suddenly felt like it was on fire and turned as red as a ripe tomato.
Jiang Xingzhou poked her face. If he hadn't been concerned about the makeup she had just put on, he would have really wanted to take a bite of this juicy, red tomato with a thin skin.
Song Ci didn't dare to go on, so she quickly got down from his lap, picked up the makeup tools again, and started to put makeup on Jiang Xingzhou in a serious manner.
Jiang Xingzhou had very good skin, and since he was a boy, he didn't need to wear such heavy makeup to overshadow his appearance, so Song Ci simply put on makeup for him in just a few minutes.
"alright."
"Is this the end?"
"Yes, Jiang Jiang, I guarantee that you are the most handsome one at the banquet." Song Ci smiled attentively.
Jiang Xingzhou snorted and laughed, then spared her because she used the correct adjective.
He pinched the back of her neck, then took her to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
He looked at himself and Song Ci in the mirror.
"A talented man and a beautiful woman."
Song Ci echoed from the side: "Yeah."
"It's fine, I won't do my hair, so that people won't think it's us who are getting married."
Hearing his shameless words, Song Ci couldn't help but blushing, and recalled what he said last night about getting the marriage certificate after the New Year.
Thinking about it this way, I get really excited.
If they get the marriage certificate after the Chinese New Year, then their wedding will definitely be in the near future.
Song Ci quickly patted her cheeks and pulled Jiang Xingzhou to pack up.
Jiang Xingzhou had almost finished packing his things and looked at the time. It was just past eight o'clock.
"Want to go get breakfast?"
"Yes, can we go out?" Song Ci asked.
"Okay."
Jiang Xingzhou glanced at Song Ci's bun and asked, "Do you want your hair to be down?"
"ah?"
"It will be cold outside." Jiang Xingzhou explained.
Song Ci picked up the scarf on the bed: "I have this, and there is also... ear warmer."
She pulled out a rabbit ear warmer from her bag like a magic trick.
It's furry and looks warm.
Jiang Xingzhou took the ear warmer with great interest and touched the soft hair on his ears.
Jiang Xingzhou asked with a smile: "Why did you think of taking this?"
Song Ci explained: "My mother prepared this for me when she heard we were coming here. I bought this ear warmer last year and kept it at home. I didn't expect my mother to find it this time."
Hearing her boastful tone, Jiang Xingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He scratched the ball on her head and said, "Our mother is really thoughtful."
Song Ci immediately raised her head and pouted at him.
Jiang Xingzhou pretended not to know and kissed her, then smiled and put the rabbit ear warmer on her.
"Our mother, after the New Year she will be our mother."
Even through the warm earmuffs, his words still made Song Ci's ears hot, and she hit him twice in a coquettish and angry manner.
…
It was a very routine wedding, and soon it was time to throw the bouquet.
Because they were real flowers, the bouquet throwing segment was simply improved. It became that the unmarried woman held a rope at one end, and there was only one rope with the bouquet tied to it.
It's a matter of luck.
Song Ci and Liang Ting squeezed together, and Liang Ting bumped her shoulder: "I have a hunch, it must be you."
Song Ci's ears blushed: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing as certainty or uncertainty."
"No," Liang Ting smiled obscenely, "I didn't mean that you will definitely get the bouquet, I meant that you will definitely be the next one to get married."
Song Ci immediately remembered the marriage certificate she and Jiang Xingzhou had agreed to get, and her face turned red.
"No... in case someone else is faster."
Liang Ting noticed that she was not in the right state and was shocked: "No way, are you two really putting it on the agenda?"
Song Ci said softly, "I'll tell you when I get back."
Liang Ting looked excited.
At this time, the bride said that it was time to pull the rope.
Song Ci gently pulled the rope, and her rope did not fall down lightly like others, and the other end was in the bride's hand.
The bride responded by smiling and gently pulling the rope.
Cheers suddenly rang out all around.
Song Ci's ears turned even redder. He went up to take the bouquet, thanked the bride, and listened to the bride's blessings.
On the other side, among the boys standing in the back, Yang Songbai and Tan Yi saw this result and hit Jiang Xingzhou on one shoulder at the same time.
Jiang Xingzhou himself couldn't help feeling happy, this feeling was simply great, the happiness in his eyes seemed to overflow when he looked at Song Ci, which made Yang Songbai, who was standing beside him, grit his teeth.
After this part, the meal basically started. Song Ci returned to their table with Liang Ting, holding the bouquet.
She handed the bouquet to Jiang Xingzhou, sat next to him and whispered, "I got it."
Jiang Xingzhou brushed her bangs that were flying up with joy with tender eyes, and said softly: "As expected of our Song Song, you are really amazing. We will definitely be the next ones to get married."
"Hey, hey, hey, there are so many people here, you two should restrain yourself." Liang Ting joked at the side, but her face was full of smiles, and she was happy for the two of them.
Thinking of what Song Ci had just said, Liang Ting suddenly became excited again.
"When do you two plan to get the marriage certificate and hold your wedding?"
Song Ci and Jiang Xingzhou looked at each other, stuck out their tongues guiltily, and said, "Tingting just asked me, and I told her."
"There's no need to hide it anyway."
Jiang Xingzhou held Song Ci's hand and said to the people at the table, "We plan to find an auspicious day after the Chinese New Year to get the marriage certificate."
"So fast?" Even Tan Yi couldn't help being surprised.
Liang Ting next to her covered her mouth excitedly, fearing that she would scream out loud at someone else's wedding.
Yang Songbai looked heartbroken.
Mad, suddenly two people in the dormitory got married.
Getting married right after graduation, that's damn fast.
Wu Hangfei could still understand it, after all, they had been dating for four years in college.
Jiang Xingzhou was just lucky. After his roommate broke his contract, he actually got to share the apartment with a beautiful girl like Song Ci. He overtook Wu Hangfei and got married right after that.
Hate it!
Yang Songbai lay on Tan Yi's shoulder and wailed, saying that Jiang Xingzhou was disloyal, but was ruthlessly pushed away by Tan Yi.
"Women will only slow down my speed in drawing my sword."
Yang Songbai: “…”
A few people were concerned about having to board a plane in the afternoon, so they only had two drinks and didn't get drunk.
Even Song Ci happily drank two glasses of beer.
Their flight was late, at 5:30 in the afternoon, so they stayed in the hotel room for a while after the meeting.
Song Ci fell on the bed and complained to Jiang Xingzhou who was packing his luggage: "The beer tastes so bad."
Jiang Xingzhou laughed: "Why are you still drinking? I told you not to drink anymore."
Song Ci pouted, dissatisfied with his attitude, kicked off her shoes, rolled on the bed, found Jiang Xingzhou's position and kicked him accurately.
"Okay, okay, if you're happy, drink if you want." Jiang Xingzhou was helpless.
"Hmph~"
"Would you like to try white wine next time?" Jiang Xingzhou suddenly came up with a bad idea.
Song Ci's head was shaking on the bed like a rattle.
"No, the liquor tastes strong. I sniffed it secretly when you drank it just now~"
It sounds a little proud.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't understand where her pride came from. He put the packed luggage aside, bent down and pinched her red cheeks.
"Why is your face so red?" He worriedly put his hand on Song Ci's forehead again.
He will feel relieved only when his forehead is not hot.
"No, I'm just too hot."
Song Ci was not drunk, she just wanted to take advantage of the alcohol to act coquettishly.
She kicked off the shoe on her other foot, then raised her legs and wrapped them around Jiang Xingzhou's waist.
She blinked her big, twinkling eyes at Jiang Xingzhou and said coquettishly, "Jiang Jiang, please carry me back."
Jiang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Where are you taking him back to?"
"Take it back to our home."
Song Ci raised her head and kissed him on the lips with a smile, then lowered her head and continued to smile at Jiang Xingzhou.
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help but wonder: "Drunk?"
"No." Song Ci denied it immediately.
"I'm really not drunk. Don't say that only drunk people would say they're not drunk."
Jiang Xingzhou sneered: "The logic is quite clear."
He placed his hands on the bed and gently pushed them under Song Ci's waist, then with another effort he lifted Song Ci up.
Song Ci wrapped her legs around his waist, put her arms around his neck, and rubbed her head against his collarbone, looking very clingy.
Jiang Xingzhou held her in his arms and walked around the bed in the room. When he got to the door, he suddenly smiled and said, "Song Song, how about I just hold you and go out like this?"
Song Ci was so scared that she hugged him tightly immediately. Her heart tightened, but inexplicably she really wanted to give it a try.
"Hmm?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Xingzhou lowered his head and rubbed the top of her head.
Song Ci immediately refused: "No!"
Jiang Xingzhou suddenly laughed out loud.
Even if Song Ci agreed, he wouldn't do that. It would be better for him to hide and watch secretly such a clingy kitten.
"We can stay here for another hour. Is there any place you want to go?" Jiang Xingzhou asked.
Song Ci thought for a moment and realized it was very cold outside.
So she shook her head: "No, I'll just be in the room with you."
"Okay~" Jiang Xingzhou was naturally happy to do so.
After holding Song Ci and spinning around for a while, Jiang Xingzhou patted Song Ci's butt twice.
"My hands are sore, baby, do you want to get off?"
Song Ci was slapped on the butt and buried her face in his clothes in shame.
She pulled his collar and bit his collarbone before whining, "I want to get in bed."
"Okay~"