kiss on his heart

Chapter 102: It’s very fragrant. Have a taste?
Song Ruanqing followed the navigation prompts and arrived at the place.

What greeted her was a little sister with a badge that read Real Estate Consultant - Manager Liu.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

Song Ruanqing never picks people, as long as the result is good, she showed the address to her little sister, briefly stated her request, and thought of what she had forgotten, she added: "A family of three, preferably four rooms One living room, three bedrooms and one living room are also available. The price is easy to say.”

Su City has developed too fast in recent years, and the requirements for buying a house are very high. Even if you want to introduce foreign talents, you must have certain points, so Zhao Yunchuan can only rent a house now.

The work unit allocated him a house, but because it was a scientific research unit and located in a remote area, it was still very inconvenient for the two of them.

"I'll check it for you. You sit down first and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Steaming steam rose from the paper cup, swirled in the air, and was dispersed by the cold air blown by the air conditioner.

Song Ruanqing sat quietly for a moment and then received information about several houses provided by her. The locations were quite good and worth a visit.

Fortunately, Manager Liu was also a cheerful person and took Song Ruanqing directly into the car. The two of them looked at two or three houses in a row, and they only had the last house in their hands that they had not yet checked out.

For the first few houses, she sent relevant photos and videos to Zhao Yunchuan, and also talked about the pros and cons of each house. Zhao Yunchuan was also embarrassed, and said that any one would do.

But Song Ruanqing is not a person who likes to fool people, and he still has to do his best when it comes to his friends.

After she finished playing the message, she glanced out the window. She didn't know she was dazzled, but she saw a series of familiar license plate numbers in the rearview mirror.

However, Manager Liu's car was very airtight, and its model was relatively old. The black privacy films used were very old models, so she couldn't see it clearly.

Song Ruanqing rolled down the window and lamented that he was dazzled by what he saw. There was a car with a similar license plate number, but it was white, and the license plate number was also two digits different.

So, she didn't take it to heart.

The last house is far away from the ones I just looked at. It is not in the city center, but around the second ring road, but I heard from Manager Liu that it is the most cost-effective one.

Sure enough, after Song Ruanqing got off the car and saw the decoration and facilities of this community, he was right.

Whether it is greening or infrastructure, it is much better than the previous ones, and even though it is the second ring road, it is not in the way.

Although it is a bit inferior compared to the city center, it is still on the edge of the central area.

The house is transparent from north to south and the floors are not high. Song Ruanqing is particularly satisfied with this house.

After she told Zhao Yunchuan, she immediately settled on this apartment and paid half a year's rent.

The two returned to the company and signed the contract, leaving the landlord's contact information. As soon as they went out, they happened to bump into Jiang Jingyuan.

He was bathed in the scorching sun, and even his hair was shining.

Song Ruanqing raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight, and then he saw clearly what he was holding.

It's nothing special, just a shopping bag, but the logo is very eye-catching, it's a monitor brand.

She stepped forward and stood in front of him.

The weather was too hot, she didn't want to get bored at all, Song Ruanqing just complained in a low voice: "Are you stupid, the sun is so hot, just stand like this? Don't be afraid of sunburn."

Jiang Jingyuan looked at her without saying a word.

Song Ruanqing rummaged through his bag and finally found the mini umbrella. He didn't know if it could cover the two of them.

As soon as the parasol opened, a big hand from above snatched it away, "I'll hold it for you. Let's go, it's not far."

This scene turned out to be somewhat familiar.

She remembered the last time she was in the old house, the man's tough talk. She moved slightly and came closer, her eyes were magnanimous and her tone was teasing: "Oh? Who said last time that you can't block the sun if you hold an umbrella?"

Jiang Jingyuan was stunned, she remembered this matter clearly.

The man in front of him had straightened lip lines. He changed the shopping bag to hold it in one hand, lifted his feet and walked away. The shady area he finally managed to hold up was just moved away. Song Ruanqing immediately followed, muttering in his mouth. , you don’t have to listen to know that he definitely didn’t say anything nice.

When they got home, the two of them shivered from the cold in the room.

Jiang Jingyuan frowned. He was in a hurry to go out and probably forgot to turn off the air conditioner.

Song Ruanqing has a little germaphobia. After running outside for so long this afternoon, the dust and sweat on her body almost drowned her. She ignored Jiang Jingyuan and ran directly back to the bedroom.

I think I went to take a shower.

Jiang Jingyuan squatted on the ground, his expression gloomy and his heart pounding.

He violently opened the box and took out the monitor he bought. After reading the instructions, he pulled out everything in the tool box.

Soon, he installed the monitor on the corner of the wall outside the door. With his head down, he used his mobile phone to control the camera to rotate back and forth 360 degrees without dead ends. Finally, he fixed the monitor under the door.

Song Ruan took a shower and saw Jiang Jingyuan standing on the ladder with the door open. She could only see his trouser legs.

The white towel covered her shoulders, and the black home clothes matched her delicate little face without makeup. The first impression of alienation was cold and bitter.

"what are you doing?"

Song Ruanqing raised his head, his slender neck jutting out, looking into his eyes, straightforward and contradictory.

In fact, he didn't go specifically to buy this thing this afternoon.

Song Ruanqing went out late and walked slowly. He didn't think much about it, he just wanted to see what she was going to do.

The phone call before going out was like a thorn in my heart. If I didn't pull it out, it would hurt. If I pulled it out, I would see blood. It was a dilemma.

She entered the housing agency...

So, your old flame is back and you can’t wait to move in together, right?

So who is he?If there is nothing wrong, why do you have to make a phone call secretly?
The anger and jealousy burned him, and his mind was in a mess.

Song Ruanqing didn't know why Jiang Jingyuan was absent-minded today. She ran out of patience and tapped the escalator hard.

Jiang Jingyuan came to his senses, took back his hand that was still on the monitor, handed her the phone, and explained: "Turn it on. If a stranger is at your door, it will automatically send a text message to your phone. If you feel something is wrong, , you can call the police with one click.”

Jiang Jingyuan leaned over and told her how to use it.

Song Ruanqing listened carefully and felt that this gadget had full functions.

But she suddenly thought about what her mother said about finding a house for him, so she mentioned, "I might have to move out."

really……

Jiang Jingyuan clenched his hands, then let out a sigh of relief and let them hang by his sides. After a long time, he found his voice and hummed softly.

She always felt that Jiang Jingyuan was acting weird today, but she also felt that this man was inherently unstable. When he was good, he wanted to cling to you, but when he was bad, he would change his ways to punish the bad talker.

She pouted, noncommittal.

The two put away the ladder and sat on the sofa watching TV.

The recent TV series were becoming more and more boring. Song Ruanqing found a place, put his legs on Jiang Jingyuan, and kept sending messages on his hand.

It belongs to Zhao Yunchuan.

He said that the return time has been advanced and the flight will be tomorrow night.

Song Ruanqing had nothing to do tomorrow night, and he understood that the family had not been back to China for a long time and would probably have difficulty adapting for a while, so he volunteered to pick them up tomorrow.

Zhao Yunchuan was already very embarrassed about finding a room, how could Song Ruanqing be allowed to pick up the plane.

But Song Ruanqing said that she had visited the house in the past, and if they couldn't find it, she would still have to go there, so she might as well not bother, pick her up at the airport for dinner and then go home, but she made clear arrangements for them, letting Zhao Yunchuan Speechless.

Zhao Yunchuan couldn't refuse, so he had to say: "Then I will be the host tomorrow night. Junior sister, please don't be polite to me anymore."

When the voice was halfway through, Song Ruanqing immediately pinched it off as if he was guilty to prevent the voice from continuing to play.

She quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Jingyuan, seeing that he didn't respond, just bent over and peeling apples alone, she was relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

Anyone with long ears would not have missed hearing that sentence, unless he covered his ears and deceived the bell.

Song Ruanqing turned his words into words, and the second half of the sentence was: Your sister-in-law also bought you a necklace, which is a new model. She said you would like it.

Song Ruanqing squinted her eyes and smiled, and she replied unceremoniously: 【If it doesn't look good, I won't accept it. 】

Zhao Yunchuan: [I'm just afraid that you won't accept it on purpose, so you're being polite. 】

Song Ruanqing sighed lightly, all right, let's accept it, lest the whole family would have trouble eating or sleeping if they think about it.

The conversation between the two ended with an emoji. Zhao Yunchuan said that his cub started crying again and he had to help.

Song Ruan cleared the phone and climbed on Jiang Jingyuan's back, "I want to eat."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth wide, as if he was waiting to be fed.

Jiang Jingyuan ignored her and lowered her head to take a bite of the apple. Seeing that he was not eating it, she started teasing him and kissed him from the side. She said vaguely: "If you don't give it to me, I'll take it from you." ”

I am not afraid that she will say harsh words, but I am afraid that she will only talk but not do anything.

Jiang Jingyuan had a bad idea, he bit another piece of apple flesh, and then threw it randomly into the fruit plate. He turned around and fished it out with his big hand. Song Ruanqing jumped up into the air and fell hard on the sofa. Then he didn't return. Suddenly, her lips were sealed, and the person on her body became violent, grinding her lips with his teeth, and pushed the pulp into her mouth.

Song Ruanqing opened her eyes wide and ignored the pain in her mouth. There was only one thought in her mind: Jiang Jingyuan was crazy.

The pulp got stuck in her mouth, and she didn't want to swallow it anyway.

Kissing is okay, but she is really incapable of accepting feeding with her mouth.

In this case, even babies who are fed now are not like this.

She just opened her little mouth, and her lips were already red and swollen from his abuse.

If I spit it out now, would Jiang Jingyuan lose face?
But she really couldn't swallow it.

So, under the warning of Jiang Jingyuan's slightly threatening expression, she couldn't hold back, took the trash can sideways, spit it out, and made up a few knives, spit several times in a row, and poured water in the glass gargle.

She turned around, and the man sitting next to her suddenly stood up, his eyes full of disbelief and embarrassment. He didn't look at her, but quickly entered the room.

'boom--'

Apparently, the door became that punching bag.

Song Ruanqing was silent, thought for five seconds, and decided to coax this stingy man.

She stood at the door and hesitated for a while, then gave up.

As the footsteps faded away, Jiang Jingyuan stood up suddenly. He had already thought about how to resist and welcome Song Ruanqing.

In the end, this heartless person ran away first?

Jiang Jingyuan was furious. If he didn't get down this ladder, he would never say a word to Song Ruanqing from today on.

He was lying on the bed, looking at his mobile phone without interest. The monitor he had at home was the same model as the one he bought today.

After deleting the software last time, he never opened it again. Anyway, he was idle now, so he connected it by the way. When he saw those bastards, he almost became angry and vomited blood.

He suppressed his anger, turned on the microphone, and shouted inside: "If you don't want to study, go home immediately. All the six subject teachers in the province are staring at you, and don't even take the university entrance exam. You can still pass the exam like this." University?"

The originally messy classroom suddenly fell silent. Even Chen Shan, who was supervising the evening self-study, was startled by Jiang Jingyuan's voice.

Chen Shan didn't have a lot of spare time recently, so he thought that being idle would be idle, so he helped Jiang Jingyuan watch the evening self-study, so that he could free up his hands and feet to talk about love.

But looking at it like this, he must have been offended by Sister Ruan Qing.

Before he could sort it out, the overwhelming reprimands came one after another, and everyone sat upright and listened to the lectures.

The classroom is finally honest.

He turned off the mic, stared at it for a while, and then turned off the phone, out of sight and out of mind.

Just as he was thinking about what happened this afternoon, there was a knock on the door.

After knocking several times, the person outside the door saw that no one answered, so he informed directly: "If you don't answer, you agree. Then I'm in!"

What followed the people in was the aroma of the food.

Song Ruanqing has been pampered for a while, these days, Jiang Jingyuan cooks and washes the dishes, she went to the kitchen today and saw a lot of pots and pans, she completely lost the idea of ​​showing her skills, as expected, she has been lazy all the time, let alone After finishing her work, she simply made him a bowl of glutinous rice balls.

It's just instant food taken out of the refrigerator, just boiled in boiling water.

The glutinous rice balls are topped with a layer of minced meat and a little chopped green onion, a typical local recipe.

Jiang Jingyuan avoided her, and pretended to flip through the browser with his mobile phone, making up his mind to ignore this woman and let her hang out for a while.

"Don't eat?"

Song Ruanqing didn't eat it herself, so she sat next to him, bit into one and chewed it slowly. Suddenly, the aroma of sesame seeds overflowed, and it was very sweet.

It was indeed delicious. Song Ruanqing couldn't help but eat one, two, and three more.

Finally, Jiang Jingyuan couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and said, "You didn't make it for me? Are you eating so enthusiastically?"

Song Ruanqing looked like what can you do to me, and then bit another one.

Jiang Jingyuan was so angry that he took her small bowl and ate the few round glutinous rice balls left in it. It was so full that he couldn't bite. He put down the bowl and lay down, but was blocked by Song Ruanqing. , with the sweet smell of sesame in her mouth, she said like a fairy: "Let me try it and see if it tastes good."

In order to make this man happy, she still moved forward and kissed him. Soon, the room was filled with beauty.

　Alas, I went to code and d(д) didn’t save the manuscript.
　　The beginning of double kill's new book is going to die, this book should be finished on New Year's Day.At that time, I will count the number of words, and it may be a bit unrealistic to count with my fingers hahahaha.

　　I was so numb╮(￣▽￣)╭

　　I'd better finish the old book first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)