I have special communication skills

Chapter 58

In order to avoid such a violent incident in the morning, Jing Chu spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen, gagging her mouth with uninterrupted food.

"Come here." He waved from the kitchen.

Yang Mianmian paused the TV series and ran into the kitchen to open his mouth: "=mouth=ah."

Jing Chu stuffed a meatball into her mouth and drove her out: "Go watch TV."

After a while, "Come here."

Yang Mianmian ran in again.

"Open your mouth."

Feed a fried chicken wing.

Yang Mianmian's eating process lasted from three o'clock in the afternoon to eight o'clock in the evening, eating and eating non-stop.

"It turns out that there are so many delicious things during the Chinese New Year." Yang Mianmian was held by Jing Chu for a walk in the living room to digest food, her stomach bulging bigger than her chest 〒▽〒

"It's the first time I've eaten so much delicious food." She hooked his arm, almost being dragged by him, "It's really satisfying."

Jing Chu patted her head: "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Almost without thinking, she said, "Sweet and sour pork ribs."

"it is good."

He would never know that it was a bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs that conquered her heart.

At [-]:[-], the countdown began on the TV, and the sound of firecrackers and fireworks sounded outside. Yang Mianmian was already sleepy from watching, and lay on the sofa and yawned: "It's not fun to go to bed early during the Chinese New Year, and the TV just shows one program. .”

The fun of Chinese New Year is never the Spring Festival Gala, but spending time with family members. Of course, she finds it boring to spend the New Year alone.

Jing Chu's cell phone started ticking for messages from half an hour ago, and he was answering with one arm around her and the other, Yang Mianmian couldn't help but ask, "Why are you all sending text messages now?"

Jing Chu was startled, and suddenly realized that she had probably never received a New Year greeting text message during the Chinese New Year, and she didn't know how she came here alone during the Spring Festival for so many years.

"You'll know if you look at it." He pointed to her mobile phone that suddenly rang with a notification tone.

Yang Mianmian went to pick up her phone curiously. Jing Chu was the only contact on her phone. Wechat was better, except for him and Liu Yu.

She didn't expect that it was actually a text message from Jing Chu: "You still want to send text messages next to me?" She thought it was fun and clicked to read.

Jing Chu:

Happy new year to my beloved Mianmian, happy forever.

She just froze.

电视里的倒计时开始：“10、9、8……3、2、1！”

"Happy New Year." He said, bowing his head and kissing her forehead.

Yang Mianmian seemed to be at a loss for words, and after a while he said, "...Happy New Year."

She insisted on watching the Spring Festival Gala, but was driven to sleep by Jing Chu, she was reluctant to leave him for a minute, and refused to let him go, so Jing Chu leaned on the bedside and patted her: "Sleep, I will leave when you fall asleep."

He patted her quilt like a three-year-old child to lull her to sleep.

Yang Mianmian was very disdainful at first, never thinking that he could make her compromise, but for some reason, she felt that her eyelids were heavy after he took pictures for 2 minutes, and she fell into a deep sleep within 5 minutes.

She was woken up in the middle of the night with cramps in her calves, which caused her to break out in a cold sweat instantly.Yang Mianmian had experienced this kind of experience more than once, so she just gritted her teeth and endured it to the death, as long as she endured it.

Snapped.The light was turned on at once, and the dazzling light made her close her eyes. Jing Chu came over and asked, "What's the matter, did you have a nightmare?"

He came over habitually to see if she had put on the quilt, but he didn't expect to see her staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, her brows furrowed, and her face full of pain when she opened the door a little.

"Don't touch me." She gasped, "I'm cramp."

Jing Chu touched her forehead: "It's okay, it's normal for you to suffer from calcium deficiency and cramp at your age, I'll rub it for you." He lifted the quilt and rubbed her calf, and as soon as he touched her, he said, "It hurts!! !"

"Endure it." He rubbed her calf vigorously with both hands, and the pain made her burst into tears: "Did you murder?"

Jing Chu glanced at her sullenly, and was already planning to buy calcium tablets for her tomorrow, and by the way, milk is also a must.

Yang Mianmian was still moaning and moaning in pain at first, but after rubbing her legs, the pain was relieved a lot, and even being rubbed by him felt so comfortable.

"Does it still hurt?" Jing Chu knew from her expression that she was no longer in pain, but he still pretended not to know, and asked her after a while.

Yang Mianmian was a little reluctant: "Your massage skills are very good."

"I'm next door, why don't you call someone?"

Yang Mianmian kicked her legs and lay down again: "Calling you is useful?" After speaking, she found that she was slapped in the face, and it seemed to be really useful, but she was already used to gritting her teeth and enduring it, and never thought of calling him.

Jing Chu looked at her, and she also looked at him. The two of them stared at each other silently for a few minutes, and she said, "Isn't it good to be in the girl's room in the middle of the night? Don't you need to avoid suspicion?"

Jing Chu was amused by her: "The thing about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is really getting smoother as you do it."

"...hehe~"

"It's useless to be cute."

"Oh, man, don't be stingy, I just forgot that I have a boyfriend for a while, and I haven't gotten used to it in too short a time."

"Can you say that again."

"I don't think the concussion is healed yet, I have a headache." Yang Mianmian decisively lifted the quilt to cover her face and pretended to be dead.

Jing Chu said bitterly: "Yang Mianmian, just wait, I also forgot to have a girlfriend to find someone to date tomorrow." He felt that this was not convincing to Yang Mianmian, so he added, "For others Let's cook."

"..." Yang Mianmian threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, hooked his neck and kissed him, "Tomorrow I have sweet and sour pork ribs, don't forget."

Jing Chu felt that she not only explained well what it means to tear down bridges, but also explained what it meant to be shameless.

But the next day she still ate the delicious sweet and sour pork ribs, which were sweet and sour and full of flavor. Jing Chu served her the soup and said with a straight face: "This is the Chinese New Year, so I will meet your request. In the future You can't be picky eaters."

Yang Mianmian gave him a strange look, lowered her head to gnaw on the ribs, and said vaguely: "I've never been picky about food." She pointed to the scallions in the dish, "I don't like to eat scallions, but I can eat them too. It's not good to waste too much."

Jing Chu was quiet for a second, and then quickly discarded the scallions in the soup: "You'd better be a picky eater." He can't treat Yang Mianmian the same way he treats other relatives' children, it has to be reversed.

Take care of them, because they are delicate enough, and spoil Yang Mianmian, because he can't bear it.

Yang Mianmian didn't know anything about his inner activities, she just rolled her eyes: "You are sick."

"Tell me, is there anything you don't like?" Jing Chu put the soup bowl without green onions in front of her.

Yang Mianmian bit his chopsticks, and thought hard about his question: "I don't know..." The sauce-flavored pancakes are delicious, vegetables and meat buns are delicious, steamed buns are not bad, and spicy soup is deliciousΨ (??) ΨI can't think of anything else to eat or not.

"Do you want to eat coriander?"

Recalling that she once put a handful of cilantro when eating Malatang, the taste was very special, she thought about it for a while, then shook her head hesitantly: "It's better not to eat it..."

"Is there anything not to eat, seafood?"

Yang Mianmian thought for a while: "I've never eaten seafood... I don't know, but I don't eat mutton."

"why?"

"Because I'm also a sheep." Yang Mianmian's eyes were blank for a moment, and her voice was thin and thin, "My mother said it."

In her few memories of her mother, she remembers that she held her and looked at a lamb tied by the roadside, saying that Mianmian was also a lamb, and then she stopped eating lamb.

"My previous nickname seemed to be Xiaoyang..." Yang Mianmian was a little uncertain, as it had been too long and his memory was blurred.

Jing Chu said calmly, "Well, the lamb is good, eat grass." He picked up a small green vegetable with his chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.

Chopsticks: "Indirect kiss, the blood tank is empty_(:з"∠)_"

Yang Mianmian: "..." She hasn't blushed yet. Why are they so excited? Isn't it just kissing? It's not like they haven't kissed before. She thought calmly, thinking that this vegetable tastes really good, and it's actually sweet.

After dinner, Jing Chu took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Yang Mianmian's part-time job had long been in name only - Jing Chu actually gave her 50 yuan a day.

"I can't take your money." Yang Mianmian walked into the kitchen and stuffed the money back into his trouser pocket.

While washing the dishes, Jing Chu asked, "Why?"

"...It doesn't make sense."

Regardless of whether she has parents or not, the family members worry a lot. Every time they watch TV dramas, they have to sneer at those money-worshiping mistresses and seriously criticize the mistress's style of work, so Yang Mianmian feels that she is a fool. It is already very shameless to eat and drink, and you must not accept money.

Compared to her seriousness, Jing Chu was so relaxed that she didn't take it seriously: "It makes sense, first, you are a student, and second, a man should have a wife."

Yang Mianmian responded quickly: "First, I am an adult, and second, we are not married." After thinking about it, she added, "Besides, I can make money by myself. I have money, so I don't want you to support me."

"turn down."

"...Hey, you're being unreasonable."

Jing Chu wiped his hands with a dry towel, and said slowly, "Have you talked to me about the truth?"

"I'm reasoning with you right now! I can't take your money!"

"Sorry, I don't want to reason with you right now." Jing Chu stretched out his arms and hugged her, "Have you taken calcium tablets today?"

"Not yet..." Before she finished speaking, he stuffed a calcium tablet. She chewed and chased after her vaguely, "I haven't finished yet."

"I didn't let you tell either."

"I don't want it anyway."

"Anyway, if I want to give it, it's useless for you to return it to me." Jing Chu refused solemnly, and kindly reminded her, "It's useless to tear it up, and it's illegal to destroy RMB, so be careful and I'll arrest you."

Yang Mianmian despised him: "Then give it a try and see if you give it to me first or I give it back to you first, hum!"

Well, the competitive spirit was aroused.

Jing Chu couldn't stop laughing, and kissed her on the cheek: "I won't quarrel with you, let's go for a walk."

They went downstairs hand in hand, before they walked 100 meters away, Yang Mianmian saw something running over in the snow, Jing Chu frowned slightly, and blocked her behind, but Yang Mianmian had already recognized it: " Little flower?"

That's right, Xiaohua, one of the three bullies in the old city, came here. She and Dahuang Laohei roamed the old city. They were beaten countless times but failed to get them. They can be called legends in the dog world.

But now Xiaohua is covered in injuries, panting and holding something in front of her.

Yang Mianmian pushed Jing Chu away, and squatted down to look at his collar, which was covered in saliva.

It's pirates.

"Did something happen to the pirate?" She was asking Xiao Hua, and she was also asking about the collar.

Of course, Xiaohua couldn't answer her, and it was the collar that answered her: "It's fine, it's going to save other friends."

Yang Mianmian: "..."

Now that she doesn't cause trouble, it's her dog's turn, right?

She really deserves to be her dog_(:з」∠)_
(End of this chapter)