Since Song Ci had checked it herself, Jiang Xingzhou didn't insist even if he felt regretful. Instead, he took the thermometer and gave it to her: "Measure it again."
"Okay," Song Ci took the thermometer, turned sideways and clamped it, "Okay."
"Are you tired? I just came back from outside today. Do you want to go for a walk in the evening?" Jiang Xingzhou chatted.
Song Ci shook her head: "I don't want to go. I'm tired."
As she spoke, she stood up to untie Zhou Zhou's rope, then held Zhou Zhou and sat back on the sofa, next to Jiang Xingzhou.
"Okay, then we won't go tonight." Jiang Xingzhou said, but his eyes were always following her movements. Seeing her holding Zhou Zhou over, he reached out and pinched Zhou Zhou's pink ears.
"He's really fickle. Wangcai was right next to me, so I just hugged... it over here." He still felt a little uncomfortable calling a little pig balloon Zhou Zhou. That's what his mother called him when he was little.
Zhou Zhou: The material of the balloon will generate static electricity if you touch it too much, but Jiang Xingzhou stopped touching it after touching it a few times.
When she let go of his hand, Song Ci turned around to look at him, then stared into his eyes and hugged Zhou Zhou in her arms, moving a little away from him.
If you don't know her protective attitude, you might think that the person in her arms is her son, and what bad things did he say about her son.
Song Ci said: "I only like Zhou Zhou."
Jiang Xingzhou: "Ah?"
"Wangcai is the balloon that appears in the book, and Zhouzhou is the one I chose." Song Ci further explained.
Jiang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment. Haha, he was just being self-indulgent and bought too much.
But it’s okay, Wangcai should be sadder than him.
He stood up and pulled Wangcai over, tidied up Wangcai's appearance, placed it in front of Song Ci, and said, "Wangcai, did you hear that? Sister said she only likes Zhou Zhou, not you."
After saying this, he felt secretly happy.
Song Ci only likes Zhou Zhou, not Wang Cai.
After he said that, he used Wangcai's soft, balloon-like short legs to pull at Song Ci's clothes, again and again, neither lightly nor heavily, as if he was tickling Song Ci through the clothes, making Song Ci purse her lips and smile while hiding aside.
At the same time, she used Zhou Zhou to block Wangcai's legs and used Zhou Zhou's head to push Wangcai's feet.
"Why are you still complaining..." Song Ci fought back with Zhou Zhou while accusing Jiang Xingzhou.
Jiang Xingzhou became even more excited and asked Wangcai to butt Zhouzhou's head with his head. The two balloons were held by two mentally retarded owners and they played with each other.
Three years old at most.
"Even if I don't complain, Wangcai will know about it, and our Wangcai is still here.
Poor Wangcai, he was your first balloon, but you rejected him. Oh… I didn’t expect you to be such a nice person, only seeing the newcomers smile but not the old ones cry. "
At the end, Jiang Xingzhou even whimpered twice, not really paying attention.
Song Ci's face turned slightly red when he said that, and she quietly defended herself: "I didn't."
"No? Wangcai, tell me, does your sister have any?"
Song Ci snorted and turned away, ignoring him.
Jiang Xingzhou took the opportunity to let Wangcai climb onto Zhou Zhou's head, and then he attacked and conquered the city, and instantly reached the side of Song Ci.
"Wangcai, look, sister can't win the argument and just ignores us. We are so pitiful." Wangcai arched his head to the side of Song Ci, causing Song Ci's body to tilt a lot.
Song Ci had no choice but to grab Wangcai's ears and said, "Wangcai is too bad. He must be punished."
She stepped forward to rescue Wangcai from Jiang Xingzhou's hands, and then let Wangcai fly to the ceiling.
After doing this, she hugged Zhou Zhou again, pinched Zhou Zhou's ears and said to him, "Wangcai, go to the ceiling to reflect. If Zhou Zhou is as naughty as Wangcai, he will also be put on the ceiling to reflect."
She let go of Zhou Zhou's ears and pinched his pig nose: "Did you hear that?"
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
The legendary killing of a chicken to scare the monkeys
This boat is not that boat.
Jiang Xingzhou coughed lightly, his face flushed slightly, and he changed the subject: "Okay, stop making trouble, take out the thermometer and have a look."
Song Ci curled her lips, patted Zhou Zhou's pig butt, then felt relieved, turned around and took out the thermometer.
It's less than 36.5 degrees, and I'm no longer feverish.
"You're recovering well. If you don't go for the injection tomorrow, you still have to take medicine. Don't forget to take the medicine, otherwise it will be bad if the disease rebounds." Jiang Xingzhou explained.
Song Ci lowered her head and grabbed Zhou Zhou's ear, nodding perfunctorily: "I know."
"That's fine, I'll go get some hot water."
"Oh, right," Speaking of hot water, Song Ci suddenly remembered, "When did we get a kettle at home?"
She remembered that it was not there before, and it seemed to have appeared out of thin air after she fell ill today.
Well, to be more precise, it appeared around noon.
When they got home at around ten in the morning, Jiang Xingzhou asked her to take the morning medicine. It was still cold water at that time, and it was obvious that it was taken out of the refrigerator. Jiang Xingzhou even blamed her for not holding it in her mouth for a while before swallowing it.
By the time I took the medicine after lunch, there was hot water to drink.
At that time, she didn't go to the kitchen and didn't notice it. She just thought that Jiang Xingzhou was boiling hot water in the pot.
As a result, when she was cooking in the evening, she saw the extra kettle. It looked very new and the plastic film on the handle had not been removed.
Now that Jiang Xingzhou mentioned it again, she finally remembered.
Could it be that Jiang Xingzhou bought it specially for her
Song Ci had a secret expectation in his heart.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled, pulled Zhou Zhou out of her arms with evil humor and let him fly, then said in a matter-of-fact yet funny tone: "Of course I bought it, otherwise do you want to keep taking medicine with ice water?"
After saying that, he went to the kitchen to pour hot water.
Song Ci was left sitting alone on the sofa, her heartbeat gradually accelerating.
She could still control it at first, but when she thought that Jiang Xingzhou bought it specially for her, her heartbeat lost its rhythm in an instant.
It was as if fireworks exploded in her heart, making her lose consciousness for a moment.
When Jiang Xingzhou came back, Song Ci was still sitting there, with a Zhou Zhou and a Wang Cai facing the wall above his head.
Jiang Xingzhou walked over and waved his hand in front of her: "Why are you stupid?"
"No, no." Song Ci's whole face turned red and hot from her own imagination.
"I'll go get the medicine." She stood up suddenly and her nose hit Song Jiang Xingzhou's hand. She didn't care about the pain, she covered her mouth and went out the other side.
"Eh..." Jiang Xingzhou was a little confused, "The medicine... is in the drawer of the coffee table."
Where can Song Ci get medicine
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't figure it out.
However, Song Ci's face was blushing suspiciously.
So what happened to Song Ci during the time he went to pour some water
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't figure it out, so he tried to poke the balloon again.
He pulled Wangcai and Zhouzhou down together, let the two touch their heads, then sat down and asked them.
"You two, tell me, what happened just now that made Sister Cici blush so much? Whoever tells it first can get a hug from Sister Cici."