"Ah, mother went to the property?" Song Qiaoxi didn't lift her head back.
Frustrated by the broken zipper, she was so strong that the zipper head fell off.
"The quality of the school uniform is too bad, can you fix the zipper?" Song Qiaoxi finally raised her head, clutching the placket with both hands.
In her impression, Chu Jin was similar to her father, basically omnipotent, capable of everything.
"Let's talk when Aunt Qiao comes back, I won't do this..." Chu Jin whispered in a hoarse voice, and then walked upstairs without looking back. Turning over, his eyes flickered and looked away, "Song Qiaoxi, do you know that I and you are not the same gender?"
"Huh?" Song Qiaoxi loosened the placket in her hand, the school uniform jacket was no longer bound by the zipper, and hung down at the sides of her body. She raised her head and stared at Chu Jin's face.
The expression on his face was very complicated, his brows were furrowed, his ears were red as if he was about to bleed, "I'm a man, men are different from you girls, don't challenge..."
Chu Jin didn't seem to be able to continue with what he said later, and ran up the stairs with three steps and two steps.
"Bump" the door closed.
The fan in the living room was turned on, and a gust of wind blew, and Song Qiaoxi found out later that her stomach was cold.
The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and with a "huh", I wrapped the school uniform around my body like two sacks.
Song Qiaoxi felt as if she had done something stupid, her face was hot and her forehead was sweating.
It seems that since childhood, she has never regarded Chu Jin as a boy.
In some ways, it seems that Chu Jin and Ding Miao are treated the same.
As a child, you can sleep in the same bed with Chu Jin. In summer, they both wear shorts and vests and play on the sofa. She can rely on Chu Jin like an octopus without any scruples. On his back, or on the bed, Sapo rolled around, begging Chu Jin to help him fold the quilt. When Chu Jin was annoyed by her entanglement, he would roll her whole body into the quilt and roll to the side.
Even in junior high school, Chu Jin would still rub her head, and Song Qiaoxi would sometimes hold Chu Jin's arm. The behavior between the two was intimate to outsiders.
But that kind of intimacy is the intimacy of the two little ones without guessing, the tacit understanding of growing up together, and there is no love/desire in it.
It seems that even if she comes to such a private matter as "big aunt", she can honestly ask Chu Jin to run errands to buy sanitary napkins for her without feeling shy.
Unlike the previous time when I was in Qizhou Foreign Language, the girls in the class were always very taboo to the boys when they came to the "big aunt".
But Song Qiaoxi never felt that there was anything to be ashamed of. Isn't this a normal physiological phenomenon
I have to say that Xixi's "straight ball" character when she was a child has developed into a "straight girl" after three years of junior high school...
But just now, she felt "shy" for the first time.
That kind of "shyness" has a little other emotion in it, Song Qiaoxi couldn't tell what it was, as if there was something in her heart, it opened with a "click".
That night, the atmosphere at the Song family's dinner table was a little weird.
In the past, Song Qiaoxi would keep talking with a small mouth. After chatting with her mother, she would chat with her father, and after chatting with her father, she would chat with Chu Jin.
Chu Jin is a standard eater, but he basically responds to Song Qiaoxi's words.
Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin have long been used to their daughter being like a little sparrow, and they also like to hear her talk.
It is said that adolescent children will not kiss their parents when they reach a certain age, and they are unwilling to tell their parents anything, but her daughter did not encounter this problem.
Song Qiaoxi was still the same as when she was a child, no matter what happened at school, the relationship between classmates in the class, or the interesting things with the "Little Five Gang", she told her parents frankly.
Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin just listened, and smiled after listening. Occasionally, the girl would give her advice when she had a little trouble.
In this regard, the family relationship of the Song family is particularly harmonious, and they are truly parents who are like friends.
But today, Song Qiaoxi's state is a bit abnormal.
For dinner, Qiao Qin cooked sweet and sour tenderloin, braised prawns, mushu pork, marshmallow mixed with tomatoes, shredded cucumbers, made an egg drop soup, and fried water bamboo.
They are all Song Qiaoxi's favorite dishes. She can't open her eyes when she sees sweet and sour pork loin, so she can't wait to eat half a plate by herself.
At the moment, she has been smothering her head and eating rice. She only ate two pieces of sweet and sour pork loin. She didn't raise her head much during the whole process, and she ate very quietly.
The dining table in the Song family is rectangular. Generally, Song Jianguo and Chu Jin are sitting by the door. Qiao Qin and Song Qiaoxi are sitting opposite to each other. Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin are face-to-face, and Qiao Qin and Song Jianguo are also face-to-face.
"Why, our little horn is dumb today?" Song Jianguo used chopsticks to pick up a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin with a crisp shell, put it in his daughter's bowl, and asked her with a smile.
"No..." Song Qiaoxi raised her head subconsciously, and saw that Chu Jin just happened to look up at her, with a trace of doubt and concern in his eyes.
But with just one glance at those attractive peach blossom eyes, Song Qiaoxi immediately thought of the incident that she wore her school uniform jacket in the afternoon.
Her face burned again, and she hurriedly lowered her head. She used chopsticks to stuff the sweet and sour pork loin in the bowl into her mouth. After chewing a few times, she swallowed it whole.
"The tomato soup is left to you, my mother has frozen it." Qiao Qin pushed the plate of sweet tomato soup to her daughter.
The sweet and sour tomato soup was her daughter's favorite. When Chu Jin first came to the house, Qiao Qin distributed the soup to the two children, one sip per person.
Later, it was found that Chu Jin really didn't like sweet things, so this tomato soup became Song Qiaoxi's exclusive again.
"Ah..." Song Qiaoxi hesitated.
She thought of drinking the sweet tomato soup mixed with the sugar in the plate. It seemed that no matter what posture she used, she would be a little embarrassed. Wouldn't it look bad for Chu Jin to see her greedy appearance
what! ! !
What are you thinking about
Song Qiaoxi shook her head, thinking she was stunned...
Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin looked at each other, and they looked at the girl's face red and white for a while, pursing her lips and looking worried, a little puzzled.
After a while, Song Jianguo shrugged and Qiao Qin spread his hands.
Both of them felt that it might be the beginning of school, and the pressure on the girl was relatively high.
After all, as soon as high school starts, in addition to keeping up with ordinary high school courses and preparing for the college entrance examination, she also has to study SAT and TOEFL.
After dinner, as usual, Chu Jin washes the dishes, and Song Qiaoxi cleans up the tableware and table.
After clearing the table, Song Qiaoxi stood at the door of the kitchen with a rag, looking at the silhouette of the boy in a smoke-gray T-shirt, bent over and concentrated on washing the dishes, with a look of no distractions, which made her a little stunned.
Black shards scattered across Chu Jin's forehead, covering his sharp eyebrows, and those beautiful eyes stared down at the bowls in the sink.
He was troublesome, without gloves and with his hands in the water.
Chu Jin's hands are also very good-looking, with well-defined joints and slender fingers, and because his whole person is as white as a paper man, the back of his hands and arms can see clear blue-purple bloodshots.
Suddenly, a sentence from which magazine I didn't know popped into Song Qiaoxi's mind, "Men who do housework are the most beautiful."
Hmm, it seems to be the book "Friends" that Wang Junyang threw in the boiler room...
She knew from a young age that Chu Jin was a good-looking little boy, prettier than little girls.
And now Chu Jin has become a handsome, tall and straight, beautiful young man with an enchanting face.
It can be said that he is a beautiful young man, and he doesn't have the temperament of a mother, but to describe him as handsome, he feels that it is far from enough.
After thinking about it for a long time, an epiphany flashed in her mind and a suitable word came to her mind.
Chu Jin, he really looks like a male goblin who can hook people's souls away!
The "male goblin" tilted his head at this moment, frowned slightly, looked at the little girl who was standing at the door of the kitchen, holding a rag in her hand, and waved to her, "Bring the rag, I'll wash it for you."
"Ah," Song Qiaoxi swayed, avoiding Chu Jin's sight, approached him and handed over the rag.
There is no air conditioner in the kitchen. It was a sauna day in Beijing at the end of August. Although the kitchen door was open, the air conditioner was not blowing in, and the room was a little hot.
While waiting for Chu to wash the rag, Song Qiaoxi could clearly smell the faint scent of mint shower gel on his body. It smelled really good.
Standing beside him, you can feel the slightly hot atmosphere around Chu Jin, as if his body temperature is always a little high
Song Qiaoxi also felt that her body temperature had risen, and blood rushed to her head instantly.
I don't know if I feel that I have lost face in the afternoon, or I can't face the strange feeling in my heart that I can't describe.
Fifteen-year-old Song Qiaoxi began to have a little secret of her own.
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In just a few days of vacation, school starts.
Both her and Chu Jin's rooms were equipped with a computer by her parents. Because the two study directions were different, they no longer studied at the dining table downstairs like in junior high school. During the summer vacation of high school, both of them will study in their own room. .
But this evening, Song Qiaoxi didn't want to recite Yu Minhong's TOEFL red/treasure/book. Right now, she just wanted to find someone to chat with.
At 8:30 in the evening, she turned on the computer and saw that Ding Miao's QQ avatar was bright. She double-clicked Sister Miao's avatar and started typing on the keyboard.
XIXI: Oooo~ Miaomiao, are you there
Shui Shui Shui: Yes, what about Kangxi
XIXI: Miaomiao, I have a question for you...
water water: say
XIXI: What does it feel like to like someone
Shui Shui Shui: ! ! ! ! ! !
Shui Shui Shui: Let me tell you honestly, which handsome guy from your R university
XIXI: Ah...
Song Qiaoxi thought about it for a while, then bit her head and typed a few words in front of the computer.
XIXI: It's not me, I have a friend
Shui Shui Shui: Oh, there is a friend wow
Shui Shui Shui: If you like someone, the most basic thing is to have desire for him. Come, ask your friend, do you have desire for handsome guys
Entering...
Ding Miao frowned on the other side of the computer screen, seeing that Song Qiaoxi's dialog box kept showing "inputting". After a long time, the other party only sent one sentence.
XIXI: My friend asked, what is desire
Ding Miao pushed her glasses helplessly, smiled and said to herself, "Gua Xixi, I haven't woken up yet..."
Just as he was about to fool the other party, he saw Song Qiaoxi send another line of words.
XIXI: Want to kiss his eyes, hug him, like to smell his body, is it a desire