Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 94 Her initiative (2)
Song Ningjiu actually didn't trust him, but it wouldn't get better if he didn't apply the medicine, so he sat down obediently.

Jin Mingheng got some alcohol to disinfect her, held her injured hand, and saw the dark soy sauce on the back of her fair hand, and then suddenly laughed unkindly.

Song Ningjiu looked at the uncontrollable curvature of his lips, although she didn't understand what he was smiling at, but she could tell from the expression that she was gloating.But she was stupid enough to pull him to ask what he was laughing at, so she lowered her head pretending not to see, and urged: "Hurry up."

But this man was so vicious, he stretched out his hand in front of her, and asked, "Does it look like a braised pig's trotter?"

That appearance was intended to anger her.

Song Ningjiu heard the words and wanted to withdraw her hand angrily, but he put his fingers together, but he still didn't allow her to take it back, saying: "Don't move, be careful that it hurts, you are the one who suffers."

The face changed really quickly, looking at the serious look, it seemed that she was making trouble for no reason.

Song Ningjiu really had the urge to go crazy, and scolded him: "boring."

Jin Mingheng did not refute this time, and carefully applied the medicine for her.The Liuli Terrace was still in chaos, now only Jin Mingheng did it.After cleaning up, she served the vegetables and porridge she had made, and the two of them ate.

My hands still hurt when I go to sleep at night, and I can't sleep well.

In the dark, Jin Mingheng listened to her tossing and turning, and barely fell asleep in the middle of the night.

In the early morning, when Song Ningjiu woke up, Jin Mingheng was no longer there.When I left the room, I heard movement in the kitchen, and thought it was Jin Mingheng, but when I went in, it turned out to be Mama Yuan.

"Mother Yuan?" Song Ningjiu looked at her in surprise, and then looked at the sky outside.Usually this is the busiest time in Mama Yuan's shop, why is she free to come here?

"Ming Heng said that your hand was burned, are you okay?" Mama Yuan asked, her eyes fell on her hand.

"It's okay." Song Ningjiu hid her hands behind her back in embarrassment.

Even cooking porridge could burn herself, and she felt ashamed.

"Young Master Jin doesn't lack babysitters. If you can't do it, don't do it. I'll come and cook for you these few days." If Jin Mingheng loves his wife, there are conditions for hiring a bunch of people to serve him.

The city was no better than the countryside, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the hot weather.I heard that Song Ningjiu is also a dancer, so I'm afraid he can't leave a scar.

"How can I do it? I can do it myself, besides, your shop is still busy."

She used to be in school, she ate in the cafeteria, and she didn't think it was a big deal to have a nanny cook occasionally when she went home.When I came here and saw those hard-working people, I felt that I was quite useless. I couldn't cook well, and I had to let Mama Yuan come over at her age. How could she have the nerve?
"It's okay, I called my daughter over from the store." Mama Yuan replied.

It doesn't mean anything else, people in the city are different after all, although Jin Mingheng doesn't say it, she can feel that the child's family conditions should be good.Both of them will work in the future, and whether she cooks or not, she can't look at people from here.

Besides, she also really loves Jin Mingheng, which can be regarded as loving the house and the house, and she also likes Song Ningjiu, so she is willing to serve them.

Song Ning couldn't hold back Yuan's mother for a long time, and her hand was really injured. Although it was not serious, it was not easy to cook a meal.Jin Mingheng is also a young master, so he had no other choice, and was kicked out of the kitchen by Yuan's mother.

Mama Yuan finished the meal, helped them clean up, and left in a hurry.

Song Ning sat at the dining table for a long time. After a while, she heard the roar of the car outside, and then she knew that he had gone out.

Jin Mingheng came in from the outside with his coat in his hand, glanced at Song Ningjiu, then at the dishes on the table, and asked, "Mother Yuan has already prepared the dishes?"

"En." Song Ning responded for a long time.

He threw his coat on the sofa, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands, walked back and pulled out the dining chair for dinner.

Song Ningjiu watched him complete a series of actions, and asked hesitantly, "How long will we stay here?"

"What? Tired of being with me?" Jin Mingheng paused while stirring the porridge, and asked.

Song Ningjiu bit her lower lip. To be honest, she thinks the life here is pretty good, and she doesn't hate Jin Mingheng, anyway, it's just like that.

"I mean, Mama Yuan's store is so busy, if I have to come here every day..." Can he feel at ease?
Even if he could, he couldn't.

Jin Mingheng raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Song Ningjiu originally thought it was normal for him to think this way, but he felt inexplicably uncomfortable being stared at by him like this.Ask: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jin Mingheng put down the bowls and chopsticks, leaned over the table, and pinched her chin back and forth with his hands.The strength of the friction seemed to be loved, but Song Ningjiu felt like he was keeping a pet, so he simply patted his hand.

"Go back in two days." He straightened up suddenly, and the voice came from above his head.

Song Ningjiu looked up, he had already turned and left.

This person is inexplicable, and he never speaks clearly when he has something to say. Song Ningjiu is already used to it, so he lowered his head and continued to eat.

When they were free, the two walked around the town and ate at Mama Yuan's place for lunch.When I came out, I saw a lot of people gathered at the door of a certain family, and there were lights and festoons at the door, so I knew that someone was getting married.

"Young Master Jin, come and have a drink." The host came out to see off the guests, and bumped into the two of them head-on, so he politely invited them.

Jin Mingheng looked at Song Ningjiu, and nodded his head as the two of them were fine when they went back.

Although poor here, but people are very warm.

Song Ningjiu was dragged into the bride's room by a group of people. The custom is still relatively old. The bride wears Huang Chaoyang's scarlet cheongsam.It was only in the evening that the church worship began, and the banquet was held on this street, with dozens of tables set up.

There are red lanterns depicting Double Happiness along the street, and a bonfire is lit in the middle of the street. A group of young girls and boys dance and sing.

This is novel to Song Ningjiu, especially since she is from the dance department, and she is very interested in their kind of dance with a bit of ethnic characteristics.Several little girls pulled her down and jumped up with them.

After dancing, Song Ningjiu's temperament was not calm, looking at the smiling faces under the lights.She also danced happily. Although the movements were relatively unfamiliar when she first learned, she was more relaxed, and she became proficient in a short time.

Gradually, she became the focus.

Many men and women unconsciously cast their eyes on her, but Song Ningjiu didn't notice even though she was dancing happily.

Jin Mingheng frowned.

"Ningjiu, you dance really well, much better than us." The girl who pulled down to dance praised.

"I have basic skills, which is different from you who have been dancing since childhood." Song Ningjiu said.

(End of this chapter)