The power outage was too sudden, Song Ci was frightened, and her hands instinctively wanted to hug her body.
She was holding a cherry blossom spoon in her hand, which had already been inserted into the cup. The movement of retracting her hand caused the cup to fall over.
The glass rolled twice on the coffee table and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Broken.
There was a power outage, Song Ci's scream, and the sound of cups breaking. At first glance, it was really scary.
Jiang Xingzhou hurriedly asked Song Ci: "Are you okay?"
As he spoke, he turned on the flashlight on his cell phone, illuminating a small area in the living room.
With the light, Song Ci slowly recovered and shook her head: "It's okay."
The main reason was that the power outage was too sudden and we were caught off guard. It was fine after the shock, and now with Jiang Xingzhou's flashlight, I was left with only the initial fear.
"That's good," Jiang Xingzhou opened WeChat and checked the owner group, "I'll go ask what's going on."
"Hmm." Song Ci adjusted her breathing gently.
She looked at the jelly on the ground with some regret.
The milk that had been poured in also spilled all over the floor, splashing everywhere. Under the dim light, Song Ci saw that his short sleeves were also stained with milk.
"It seems like the power outage occurred," Jiang Xingzhou said. "The group chat said they would be there soon, probably in about three minutes."
As soon as he finished speaking, the electricity came.
Jiang Xingzhou blinked his eyes and thought it came so quickly. He turned off the flashlight and went to look at the Song Dynasty porcelain.
Song Ci's situation was worse. The white milk splashed all over her body, with less on her upper body, and her legs were the hardest hit.
However, the milk had already seeped into Song Ci's jeans, leaving only wet spots, and a lot of white milk spots could be seen at the exposed ankles.
Jiang Xingzhou looked along the path where the milk had splashed, and sure enough, his feet were also splashed with some milk, but because it was far away, it was not much.
Song Ci curled her lips: "The jelly is gone."
"Just do it again." Jiang Xingzhou still felt that he should at least clean the milk off his body first, "Are you okay?"
Song Ci shook his head slowly.
"Go take a shower and clean yourself up. I'll take care of this. If the jelly is gone, we can make it tomorrow. At least you have mastered the steps." Jiang Xingzhou blinked.
"Ah," Song Ci was a little unresponsive. She glanced at herself and shook her head again. "You should go clean it first. It's splashed on you too. Just leave it here and I'll clean it up. I'll clean it up after you finish."
Song Ci stood up and prepared to find a broom.
How could Jiang Xingzhou watch Song Ci, a girl, do it alone at this time? Although it was not his problem, he still had to take action.
He went forward and held Song Ci's arm: "Really, goodbye, you have a lot of splashes on you, don't catch a cold later, go and wash it, it's not a big deal, I can clean here."
Song Ci, who was facing him, had a strange expression on his face.
Following Song Ci's gaze, Jiang Xingzhou realized that he had pulled someone's arm, and immediately let go awkwardly: "No, it's just... uh, go clean up quickly, take a shower and wash your clothes."
Song Ci's cheeks felt a little hot. Her mistake not only affected Jiang Xingzhou, but Jiang Xingzhou also helped to clean up.
How come Jiang Xingzhou is not considered a good person
He had felt that Jiang Xingzhou had a good personality from the very beginning when they started living together. Later, as they got to know each other better, he discovered that Jiang Xingzhou was really helpful and always helped her, which really made him feel good.
Coupled with the similar experiences of the two people, their favorability towards each other increased rapidly.
Song Ci no longer refused. Although he didn't catch a cold, his pants were soaked by the milk and were quite uncomfortable to wear.
She thanked him silently and went back to her room to get her clothes and prepare to take a shower.
Jiang Xingzhou breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them remained polite to each other for a while, and the milk stains on the ground dried up.
He quickly went to clean up the stains on the floor. He was just glad that they didn't have the money to put up a carpet, otherwise it would have been a huge project.
He just took a wet wipe and wiped off the milk on his shoes.
Song Ci washed very quickly and came out in about twenty minutes. Her hair seemed to be unwashed. It was tied into a bun on top of her head. It was not combed very neatly, which added a casual beauty.
Because it was already evening, Song Ci did not wear formal clothes, but changed directly into her nightgown.
Jiang Xingzhou was outside, so she didn't dare to go braless and just put on her underwear.
The nightgown was the most common style, hanging down monotonously and ending abruptly above the knees.
Jiang Xingzhou saw Song Ci's white calves for the first time.
Song Ci's legs are never exposed to the sun all year round. She either wears long pants or a short skirt with white stockings. Only at night will she let her straight legs out without restraint.
Jiang Xingzhou discovered that Song Dynasty porcelain was not very tall, but had a good proportion, so he did not feel that the legs of Song Dynasty porcelain were short.
But at this moment, these legs are white and straight.
Jiang Xingzhou admitted that he was just a visual animal.
The Song Dynasty porcelain just out of the bath really looks delicious.
Uh... no.
Very, very, very... well, just delicious.
There was a dazed expression on the clean and confused little face, and there were still water droplets on the neck that had not been wiped clean. Jiang Xingzhou watched the water droplets kiss Song Ci's chin all the way to the collarbone, and finally merged into the water droplets on the collarbone and followed them all the way down. He didn't know where the slide would take him.
Song Ci's nightgown had a waist-hugging design. Jiang Xingzhou's gaze went all the way down and when it reached Song Ci's waist, he suddenly shrank, thinking that he could just hold it with his hands outstretched.
From the straight white calves to the round and cute toes, the toes are all emitting an attractive and delicious scent.
Jiang Xingzhou looked away in a cowardly manner and stammered, "Well, uh... the garbage has been cleaned up."
"Thank you!" Song Ci bent down and bowed to Jiang Xingzhou.
Jiang Xingzhou: "No, you don't have to be so polite. It's the right thing to do. Are you done with your shower? I'll go in and take a shower too. It's getting late. Let's just leave it at that for today. Good luck tomorrow. Good night."
He thought he was a little flustered and wanted to run away, but he never expected that what he said was really not serious.
Can you immediately walk into a bathroom where a girl smells delicious after she just took a shower
Song Ci's little face suddenly turned red, and she bit her lower lip with her white teeth, not knowing what to do.
"Now?" She had a conflicted expression and spoke in a very low voice.
Jiang Xingzhou: “Yeah.”
Jiang Xingzhou closed his eyes and said, "Please, don't make this expression at this time. It's really unfair."
"Well then," Song Ci's ears were burning, "Go wash up."
Song Ci nodded, and Jiang Xingzhou immediately ran to the bathroom. He really couldn't bear it anymore.
To be honest, he felt that his personality was a bit inclined towards the petite and cute type. His rejection of Zhao Feiyun was not just nonsense, but was actually due to his own selfish motives.
Therefore, when Song Ci, a pretty and cute little girl in nightgown, stood in front of him and made a conflicted expression, he really couldn't control himself.