flashy wedding

Chapter 209 Questions about giving birth to a baby (3)
Her appearance is rare and weak.

Song Jincheng supported her waist, led the people into the building quickly, and took the elevator home directly.

When Aunt Zhou heard the doorbell and came to open the door, Lu Jixiang was still lying limply in the man's arms.

"What's wrong with Jixiang?" Aunt Zhou was surprised.

Song Jincheng hugged the man, while struggling to change his shoes, he said, "I fell asleep in the car, and I won't wake up no matter how much I scream."

"Hey, how do you look like a child!"

Aunt Zhou smiled helplessly and shook her head, and accompanied Song Jincheng to get him into the bedroom.

After serving the girl, the man changed his clothes and went into the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up.

Aunt Zhou followed in, and when she saw the man washing ginger with plain hands, she couldn't help asking in surprise, "Mr. Song, are you planning to make ginger soup?"

"Yes!" Song Jincheng nodded, and finally asked again: "By the way, do you have any brown sugar at home?"

"There are some!"

Aunt Zhou quickly replied, while taking out the brown sugar from the cabinet, she watched the man's movements, endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it: "Mr. Song, leave these things to me, and you take care of them." auspicious?"

"It's okay, go and do your work."

Song Jincheng said something indifferently, without stopping the movements of his hands.

Aunt Zhou stood where she was, feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Jincheng didn't pay much attention to her. After washing the ginger, he quickly set up a pot to boil water again. The series of movements were particularly smooth and skillful, and there was nothing awkward about it.

After 5 minutes, a bowl of ginger brown sugar water is ready.

Song Jincheng first drank half a bowl by himself, and after feeling that it tasted good, he took it to the bedroom.

Aunt Zhou stood where she was, looking at the man's back, thinking that if her daughter could find such a good son-in-law in the future, even if she died, she would be smiling!
Here, in the bedroom.

Lu Jixiang was sleeping soundly, and in a daze, she was picked up by someone.

"Auspicious? Auspicious?"

The man called out to her and patted her cheek lightly.

Lu Jixiang frowned, and gradually, she slowly opened her eyes again.

She didn't speak, her dark eyes reflected the man's face.

"Want a drink?" the man asked.

Lu Jixiang was too lazy to speak, she nodded, looking lazy.

Song Jincheng hugged her, picked up the porcelain bowl from the bedside table sideways, and pressed the rim of the bowl to the girl's lips.

"Open your mouth!" he said.

Lu Jixiang closed his eyes and opened his mouth obediently.

However, she just took a sip, and her facial features immediately wrinkled.

"Well--"

She tilted her head, making a gesture to spit it out.

"Don't spit!" the man scolded.

This time, Lu Jixiang became sober in an instant, with ginger juice still in her mouth, her wet eyes were pitiful.

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but feel a little softer in an instant.

He patiently said: "Hey, this is ginger soup, drink it to prevent colds."

"Um!"

Lu Jixiang shook his head, expressing that he didn't want to drink.

The man sank slightly, and said, "Don't spit, drink it!"

Lu Jixiang's heart is very painful, tell me, what is this all about, she just wants to sleep peacefully, but why does this man force her to drink some ginger soup for no apparent reason? !

Ah, how terrible!

"Hey, drink it, you can continue to sleep after drinking it!"

Here, the man is still coaxing people patiently.

Lu Jixiang frowned, closed his eyes, and tried hard to swallow the contents of his mouth.

But she never thought that just after she swallowed this thing, a large bowl of black ginger juice appeared in front of her.

"what!"

She whispered, her face full of disbelief.

"Two more sips!" The man said incredulously.

"Professor Song..."

Lu Jixiang raised his head and looked at him pitifully. His cheeks were pink, just like steamed buns just out of the pan. They were so soft that one wanted to reach out and squeeze them.

but……

"Hey, drink it!" The man's expression remained unchanged.

Lu Jixiang was very uncomfortable. Now her mind was full of two words - sleep!
God damn it, why do you have to force her to drink some ginger soup!
She was so annoyed that she really didn't want to talk to the man, so she simply opened her mouth and covered the rim of the bowl. She wanted to drink the black thing in one gulp, but just after drinking half of it, she couldn't take it anymore. His eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a ball.

"Don't drink, don't drink!"

This time, her attitude is equally firm, even if you don't let her sleep, she is determined not to take a second sip.

Song Jincheng glanced at the bowl, there was still a third of it left.

He also understood in his heart that this girl's temper was already there, so it would be meaningless to push her further!
"Okay, go on to sleep."

He accepted it as soon as he was ready, and while talking, he put down the girl, tucked her in the quilt, and went out with the bowl.

On the big bed on the other side, Lu Jixiang curled up his whole body in the warm blanket, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep in a short time.

At night, the side of the bed caved in, and a pair of hands wrapped her around her, holding her tightly to her chest.

Lu Jixiang subconsciously reached out to hug her, leaned his head over, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

In the dim light and shadow, the two bodies hug each other intimately.

The next day, Lu Jixiang got up early.

She was very excited, as long as she thought that she would be able to see Lu Rongjing this afternoon, she would be extremely excited.

While eating breakfast, Song Jincheng also saw the joy on the girl's face.

He was quite surprised: "Auspicious, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing!"

Lu Jixiang said something with a smile while biting a poached egg.

Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows, inspected the expression on the girl's face, and said with pursed lips, "You seem to be very happy?"

"Yes!"

Lu Jixiang nodded, and finally, she took another sip of soy milk.

Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask calmly, "Did you have a good dream?"

"Tch, what good dreams could I have last night?"

When mentioning what happened last night, Lu Jixiang was full of anger.

She glared at the man and said, "I had a nightmare yesterday. I dreamed that a villain was forcing me to drink poison!"

Song Jincheng couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he was in a happy mood.

Lu Jixiang didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to eat breakfast cheerfully.

After a while, the man suddenly said: "There is a party in the afternoon, with some old friends, do you want to go?"

(End of this chapter)