After lunch, Jiang Xingzhou didn't let Song Ci go back to sleep.
I've slept for the whole morning. If I sleep any longer I'll become stupid.
He handed the thermometer to Song Ci: "Take your temperature first, and then take the medicine later."
"Oh, okay." Song Ci had no objection. She did whatever he said and was very obedient.
In line with the principle of following one's own wishes, Jiang Xingzhou still asked Song Ci for his opinion: "Do you want to sleep in the afternoon? Do you want to go out for a walk?"
Song Ci pursed her lips and thought for a while, then shook her head: "No need to sleep, let's go out for a walk, it's not comfortable to sleep too long."
"Can."
Song Ci suddenly remembered, looked over and said, "The courier just sent a message that the pot from two days ago has arrived."
Jiang Xingzhou: "Then bring it back when you come back."
"Okay." Song Ci asked again, "Then where are we going to wait?"
She held Wangcai in her arms, pinching Wangcai's ears which were about to collapse with her little hands, resting her chin on Wangcai's dog head, and looking at Jiang Xingzhou curiously.
It seemed that when she was with Jiang Xingzhou, she only needed to listen to Jiang Xingzhou's arrangements. She didn't have to consider anything. She just did whatever Jiang Xingzhou asked her to do, and the results seemed to be good every time.
So much so that now she trusts Jiang Xingzhou very much.
At first, Jiang Xingzhou just said that he wanted Song Ci to go out for a walk and enjoy some natural breeze.
But on this day, at this time, going out for a walk is a completely heroic act.
Song Ci has delicate skin and tender flesh, so don’t get sunburned. It’s better to find an indoor activity that allows you to go outside but is not tiring.
See a movie
As soon as this idea appeared in Jiang Xingzhou's mind, he immediately confirmed it.
Watching movies is good, watching movies is wonderful.
It would be better to watch a horror movie, that’s how it’s played out on TV. Then Song Ci would be so scared that she would crawl right into his arms.
Jiang Xingzhou was only excited for a second, because he remembered that Song Ci was still sick and couldn't be so scared.
Then I have to settle for a romance movie. The sweeter the better, and it would be best if it is so sweet that Song Ci wants to fall in love.
He's next to me, isn't he a ready-made boyfriend
Jiang Xingzhou made up his mind and pretended to be distressed: "It's too hot today, isn't it too hot to go out now?"
Without giving Song Ci a chance to speak, he immediately suggested: "Why don't we go to the movies?"
He felt relieved after saying this, but whether it could succeed depended on whether Song Ci agreed. He pretended to be calm but in fact he was staring at Song Ci nervously and expectantly.
Of course Songci would not reject his suggestion.
Song Ci was very receptive. He squinted his eyes slightly, put his head on Wangcai's head and nodded, making Wangcai's head a little flat.
"Hurrah."
Jiang Xingzhou was amused by her and Wangcai and rubbed her head: "Why are you so cute? If you lie down any longer, Wangcai will die."
Song Ci blinked, straightened up a little, and looked at Wangcai, who had become even smaller in her arms because of her.
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
The tips of her ears turned slightly red, and she quietly defended herself: "Wangcai has been around for too long, and he is going to die of old age."
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
Wangcai: “???”
Jiang Xingzhou touched his chin, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement with her: "Now that you put it that way, it seems like Wangcai is indeed going to die of old age."
Wangcai: “???”
Jiang Xingzhou went over and touched Wangcai’s head which was almost collapsing, and silently flicked Wangcai’s “smart” dog eyes.
"How about this," Jiang Xingzhou said, "Buy another Wangcai No. 2 when you come back."
Song Ci: “?”
Song Ci: "... Can I change it to a piglet?"
Her voice was pitifully low, as if she was afraid Wangcai would hear it.
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
Jiang Xingzhou: "Of course, we'll buy whichever one you like."
Jiang Xingzhou found that keeping pets in this way seemed to be a good idea. Not only was it clean and hygienic, but it could also be replaced frequently to keep them fresh.
Song Ci looked over with sparkling eyes and smiled sweetly and cutely.
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help but feel happy.
After another measurement, Song Ci's body temperature was less than 37 degrees, and he was almost recovered.
Jiang Xingzhou booked a session at 3:30 p.m., but he stayed at home for a long time before setting off.
The sun was still scorching at three o'clock in the afternoon. Before going out, Jiang Xingzhou grabbed his umbrella. Thinking that the cinema would be air-conditioned, he silently put on his coat.
Song Ci didn't seem to care much about the sun, and didn't make a fuss about being exposed to the sun. Seeing that he brought an umbrella, he even asked curiously, "Is it raining?"
Jiang Xingzhou: "No, it's to block the sun."
Jiang Xingzhou handed over his clothes: "Here, I'll open the umbrella."
"Oh," Song Ci was curious, "It's so hot, why do you bring clothes?"
Jiang Xingzhou glanced at her and asked, "You're going to have fun right after you recovered from your illness?"
Song Ci blushed, shocked by his choice of words. What did he mean
Jiang Xingzhou explained: "The air conditioner is on in the cinema."
Song Ci calmed down a little: "Is that so."
Jiang Xingzhou then asked, "Do you want to get sick again after watching the movie?"
Song Ci's worry, which had just calmed down, became tense again. She even felt like her brain seemed to have crashed. What did this mean
If she understood correctly, Jiang Xingzhou gave this dress to her
Song Ci thought so and asked it blankly.
Jiang Xingzhou gave her a look that said "of course" without replying. He took the umbrella in his other hand and pulled her small hand over to hold in his palm.
Song Ci, who understood what was happening, silently hugged the clothes tightly, feeling uncontrollably sweet in her heart. Jiang Xingzhou was always so thoughtful.
She no longer had any doubts and couldn't help but smile, letting Jiang Xingzhou pull her away.
It took her a while to realize that Jiang Xingzhou was holding her hand while holding an umbrella, which was a very inconvenient posture.
She said considerately: "Why don't we stop holding hands? Just use this hand. It's tiring."
Jiang Xingzhou frowned: "?"
He never feels tired.
"No." He refused decisively.
Song Ci didn't expect him to refuse so quickly, and her mouth opened a little in surprise.
Jiang Xingzhou just happened to look over and licked his lower lip involuntarily with the tip of his tongue. He let go of Song Ci's hand, raised his hand and pinched Song Ci's cheek, lifting up Song Ci's mouth in Song Ci's shocked gaze.
"No hooking up."
Song Ci: “?”
She said with difficulty: "I didn't."
Jiang Xingzhou didn't listen and said silently: "If I say yes, then yes."
Just hook him.
He couldn't help but make the fake play real.
He let go, stretched his arm behind Song Ci's neck, and put his hand on her shoulder: "That's good, don't worry about it."
He didn't want to do it so quickly, but Song Ci insisted, so he had to cooperate "reluctantly".
Song Ci was confused and didn't understand why he changed so quickly.
But Jiang Xingzhou was hugging her whole body, holding his clothes in his arms, which made Song Ci feel as if her heart was filled and she was very satisfied.
She responded to Jiang Xingzhou with a very light "hmm" and followed Jiang Xingzhou's footsteps lightly.
Watch a movie, hey.