I have to say that Song Ci really has a talent for acting, Jiang Xingzhou believed it.
Who wouldn't be fascinated by that pair of innocent big eyes and that already deceptive face
He no longer doubted Song Ci, and chatted with Song Ci about this and that, expressing his admiration for Cijiang's deeds, which made Song Ci feel guilty.
After he finally finished speaking, Song Ci took out his mobile phone and opened the Douyin background.
He held the phone in front of Jiang Xingzhou and said, "Look, this person actually sent me a private message asking for the address. He wants to send us a soymilk machine."
"Soymilk machine?" Jiang Xingzhou was puzzled. "A second merchant is looking for someone to bring the product so soon?"
Song Ci said: "Maybe it's because we mentioned the soy milk machine in the last video."
"That's not bad. I remember you said you wanted an air fryer last time?"
Jiang Xingzhou thought happily: "With this development, we don't need to buy these appliances anymore. We can only rely on the sponsorship from the merchants."
"Ah..." Song Ci still felt a little ashamed, "This is too... bad, right?"
Jiang Xingzhou glanced at her, pinched her round shoulders with his big hands, and began to deceive people: "What's wrong with that? I call it rational use of resources. We have traffic, help them bring goods, and it's mutually beneficial and win-win."
“…Okay.” Song Ci is very unprincipled and believes whatever he says.
**
It drizzled in the evening. The air was fresh, but there was also a smell of earth in it. It wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't unpleasant either.
The two went out for a walk again.
Jiang Xingzhou felt that the two of them had really entered old age early.
But it feels good.
Because of the rain, many children were kept at home by their parents, and the park became much quieter.
Surprisingly, the balloon vendor was still there.
Jiang Xingzhou gestured to Song Ci and asked, "Do you want more balloons today?"
Song Ci was a little confused. Did Jiang Xingzhou really treat her as a child
Besides, even if they are children, they cannot be spoiled like this.
I like balloons so much that I bought so many of them. The two balloons I have at home are still in good condition except that they are a little smaller.
Just as she was about to shake her head to refuse, Jiang Xingzhou had already pulled her to the stall.
Song Ci: “.”
“Buying balloons again?”
The stall owner was obviously familiar with them.
They are one of the first to come and squeeze balloons with a bunch of other kids every day.
"Yes, I'm here to buy balloons again. I can't help it, the kids like them." As he said this, he clearly felt Song Ci pinching his palm.
She tried her best but didn't dare to pinch anyone. In Jiang Xingzhou's opinion, her strength was just like tickling.
After hearing what he said, the stall owner couldn't help but be surprised: "You have a child? I thought you bought it for your girlfriend."
He spoke cheerfully, as if he was chatting about family matters, but Song Ci's face turned red and she stood a little behind Jiang Xingzhou as if to avoid him.
Jiang Xingzhou also chatted with the stall owner in a familiar manner and did not deny the fact that he had a child.
Fortunately, due to the cover of night, Song Ci's face did not appear to be red when seen by outsiders.
She rested her head on Jiang Xingzhou's back, not wanting to see anyone again.
After a while, Jiang Xingzhou squeezed her hand and said, "Come and choose a balloon for Ci Ci."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
How come Jiang Xingzhou is even worse than the hero in her book
But after being embarrassed here for so long, I would feel like I would be missing out if I didn’t buy a balloon.
Song Ci casually pointed at a blue robot cat: "That one."
“Doraemon?” the stall owner said with a smile, “Kids really like this.”
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
Jiang Xingzhou: "Then this one."
Before leaving, the boss praised them for their good relationship, which made Song Ci blush again.
Once out of the boss's sight, Song Ci hit him with a balloon: "Jiang Xingzhou, why didn't you tell him that we don't have children?"
"Besides, I'm not a child."
Song Ci was complaining, but after he finished speaking he felt that he seemed to have missed the point and couldn't think of anything else for a moment.
Jiang Xingzhou blinked and said, "But I didn't admit it either."
Song Ci: “?”
“But in the end you asked me to…” Song Ci was a little embarrassed to call herself by such an intimate name, “choose balloons for… Ci Ci.”
Speaking of this, she unhappily put Doraemon's head on Jiang Xingzhou and refused to hold his hand.
"Did I say something wrong?" Jiang Xingzhou argued, "Isn't it for Cici to choose the balloon?"
Song Ci snorted angrily and ignored him.
quibble!
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
Oops, that was too much.
"Porcelain, porcelain..."
"I was wrong. I will go back and tell the stall owner that we don't have a child yet and the balloons are for you."
When Song Ci heard his words, her eyes widened in shock. How could there be such a shameless person!
"Come back!"
She said dissatisfiedly: "You, you, if you go back and tell others, they will just think we have something more!"
Jiang Xingzhou tried to hold back his laughter, he knew Song Ci would not agree.
After all, he had gone too far today, and Jiang Xingzhou admitted his mistake seriously: "I'm sorry, Cici, I was wrong, I will never do this again next time. Next time someone asks me this, I will definitely deny it and tell them that we don't have children."
Song Ci tilted his head, feeling as if his brain was stuck.
Is this true
So strange.
But this is what she just said, so Jiang Xingzhou's apology seems to be completely correct.
Song Ci was stunned.
Jiang Xingzhou looked very sincere. Song Ci pouted and whispered, "There won't be a next time."
"Okay, okay." Jiang Xingzhou climbed up the pole, "Next time, no, there won't be a next time."
But he thought to himself, I'll wait until I really have a child before showing it off.
Song Ci didn't know what he was thinking, but he noticed something wrong.
She pulled Jiang Xingzhou's hand.
"What's wrong?"
"Can you please not call me... Cici?"
That was the name her relatives called her by, how come Jiang Xingzhou called it so fluently without realizing it.
She just discovered it now.
Jiang Xingzhou is so scary.
Jiang Xingzhou only reacted after being brought up.
He was embarrassed yesterday, but today he calls it so easily, tsk.
Jiang Xingzhou found that his skin seemed to have become thicker.
Between saving face and having a wife, he readily chose having a wife.
He said, "I see. But other couples have intimate names for each other. If you don't let me call you Cici, then what should I call you?"
The almost identical words reminded Song Ci of the name he had used a long time ago - baby.
No, because she would be in high temperature every day and wouldn't be able to work seriously.
She suddenly shook her head violently, and Jiang Xingzhou looked confused.
He used his trump card: "This is part of the desensitization treatment. You must choose a close name, Song Song."
Song Ci: “?!”
Song Song