"Hmm?" Jiang Xingzhou stood up and touched it. It was still cold. Only two minutes had passed and the old popsicle hadn't melted yet.
He pressed it doubtfully.
"Hiss..." Song Ci shivered instantly, "It's cold, it's cold."
Jiang Xingzhou asked: "Then I'll hold it for you?"
Song Ci blushed, feeling that something was not right.
She reached out with her backhand to touch it and was able to feel it, but it was a bit tiring for her arm. Then she remembered that she had already touched it just now and there was the ice cream between them, so it was no big deal and she stopped worrying about it.
"Thank you," she whispered, changing the subject, "When will this be over?"
Jiang Xingzhou replied casually: "Wait until it's almost melted."
"Song Ci, move your legs a little closer so I can sit down."
Song Ci was lying on the sofa, taking up the entire sofa. He had just been sitting on the armrest of the sofa. Now that he was going to press the ice cream for Song Ci, he had to sit on the sofa.
Just think about it, bending over and massaging for more than ten minutes is really damaging to your waist.
Song Ci supported herself on the sofa with her hands, slowly moved her legs, and then moved her butt a little inward to make room for Jiang Xingzhou to sit.
The pillow was placed too far outward, so Song Ci's whole body moved a little inward, which made her feel like she wanted to lean inward.
She had to use her core strength in her waist and abdomen to support herself, but she couldn't use any strength at the moment, so she had to ask Jiang Xingzhou for help again.
Ruanruan called out, "Jiang Xingzhou."
"ah?"
"Help me move the pillow below. I'm going to fall." As she said this, she reached out and patted the pillow.
Jiang Xingzhou looked over and noticed her condition, then nodded, "Okay."
After observing for a while, Jiang Xingzhou said, "Well, I have to carry him over, don't move."
"Okay." Song Ci looked like he was ready to be bullied.
Jiang Xingzhou pinched himself to stay calm, then he bent down, hugged both sides of the pillow, and moved the entire pillow and the Song porcelain inward.
The loose short-sleeved shirt fell on Song Ci's exposed back, sliding back and forth, bringing a tingling sensation that made Song Ci tremble and the tips of her ears turned red uncontrollably again.
It was the first time for Jiang Xingzhou to do such a thing, and his ears turned red.
"Okay, okay."
Song Ci's voice was as small as a mosquito: "Thank you."
Jiang Xingzhou was still stiff, and replied stiffly, "You're welcome", then sat down and conscientiously helped Song Ci press the ice cream.
It was past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night and everything was quiet, even the cicadas' calls became much weaker.
The room was so quiet that you could even hear the two people breathing.
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't stand this situation and tried to find a topic to talk about. In the end, he suddenly asked, "Why are you still awake so late?"
Song Ci: “.”
"Just took a shower and went to bed after waiting for the video to be released."
Song Ci experienced this again today, and after thinking it over, he took the initiative to bring up a new topic.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't be back tonight? Why are you back again?"
Jiang Xingzhou was a little confused by her question, and said strangely: "Ah... I don't know. I got home as soon as I cleared my mind."
Jiang Xingzhou then remembered that he was drunk just over ten minutes ago, but this sudden incident happened when he got home and he sobered up instantly.
"Oh, so that's it." Song Ci's voice was unhappy and he sounded a little sleepy.
She put her chin on the sofa, closed her eyes and asked again: "How much did you drink?"
"Yes, quite a lot. Seven or eight bottles."
"Are you drunk?"
Jiang Xingzhou was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Drunk."
The two of them chatted idly, and most of the time Song Ci was the one asking him questions slowly, and he would listen and answer.
Song Ci also asked what kind of wine he drank, whether the beer tasted good, and what it felt like to be drunk...
Jiang Xingzhou didn't mind asking a bunch of meaningless questions. He just answered whatever Song Ci asked.
Song Ci's voice became smaller and smaller, and he spoke slower and slower, and his reactions were a bit slow, sometimes taking him more than ten seconds to respond.
Jiang Xingzhou laughed. This wouldn't work. He couldn't let Song Ci sleep on the sofa tonight. But he couldn't go into a girl's bedroom without Song Ci's permission.
He was naughty and pressed a little harder on the popsicle. The almost melted popsicle broke into two pieces under the weight.
Song Ci felt both pain and cold, and woke up instantly. How could he dare to fall asleep anymore
"Are you sleepy?" Jiang Xingzhou asked with a wicked smile.
Song Ci turned around and glared at him angrily, then said confidently, "No."
Jiang Xingzhou laughed happily.
He picked up the bag and placed two old popsicles that had almost melted on the coffee table.
"Okay," he put Song Ci's clothes down, "Let's do this for today, and continue tomorrow, when the pain is gone."
Song Ci excitedly bent her legs and tried to fold them.
As a result, he kicked Jiang Xingzhou on the head.
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
Seeing Song Ci turning around with an apologetic face but unable to help laughing, Jiang Xingzhou chuckled, raised his hand and pinched Song Ci's cheeks hard, squeezing them together so hard that Song Ci's cheeks were deformed.
"Repaying kindness with enmity?" Jiang Xingzhou leaned over and said, "I just applied a massage to your lower back, and this is how you repay me?"
Knowing Jiang Xingzhou's temper, Song Ci was not really angry, so she became bolder and snorted, "Who is responsible for my waist?"
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
After not seeing each other for a few hours, Song Ci's courage had grown and she could even refute his words in such a domineering manner.
The Song Dynasty porcelain, which always had a cautious tone before, was very good. Now it is so vivid that it is even more exciting.
As soon as Song Ci's little expression appeared, Jiang Xingzhou felt as if it had hit his heart.
Just... cute, like it.
Jiang Xingzhou stretched out his other hand and hit Song Ci on the head, causing Song Ci to feel pain. She covered her face with her hand but looked over with sparkling eyes. Her angry expression was both cute and adorable.
"He has a bad temper." Jiang Xingzhou commented.
Song Ci immediately retorted: "No, it's because of you."
I immediately felt aggrieved.
Jiang Xingzhou let go of her cheek and rubbed her almost dry hair: "Okay, okay, I was just kidding you."
Song Ci wanted to laugh, but felt embarrassed, so she dodged and didn't let him rub her: "Hmph~"
"Go to bed early. Didn't you set a timer for the video? Just forget about it and go to bed. Just let nature take its course."
Song Ci hesitated for a moment, then remembered her current state, and nodded: "Okay."
"I'll help you back."
Song Ci was about to turn over when she saw the ice cream on the coffee table. She blinked and pointed at it and asked, "Um, aren't you going to eat it?"
Jiang Xingzhou took a look and said, "Eat, go back to sleep, I can take care of it myself."
Song Ci became stubborn again.
"No, give it to me and I'll eat it."
I just applied the melted ice cream on my lower back and then gave it to Jiang Xingzhou to eat. It felt weird.
Whenever the packaging is torn off and the body is directly transformed into her, the plot will be affected by 404.