flashy wedding

Chapter 339 Can't eat and walk around! (1)
"But……"

Xu Tian hesitated.

Zhou Xiaoxiao made a serious face on purpose: "Do you want to let the husband tell you before you do it?"

"No, no, I'm going to fetch water now!" After finishing speaking, he hurriedly walked to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoxiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since she was injured, she almost never took a bath again, so that even she disliked herself a little, she smelled so bad, I really don't know how Di Yao endured it, and dared to sleep with her!
Isn't that man a clean freak?
Amazing!

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room in the morning, Lu Jixiang was still soundly asleep, lying on the bed in a big shape, carelessly laying his hands and feet on the man's body.

Song Jincheng has long been used to it, gently lifted the girl's hands and feet, and got off the bed.

At this moment, the alarm clock on the bedside table suddenly rang.

The man quickly turned off the alarm, and subconsciously glanced at the bed.

Lu Jixiang was still sleeping soundly, her long hair was scattered in a mess, and a few strands of hair were mischievously hanging on her red lips.

He smiled, bent over and twisted the few strands of hair, staring at those two pink lips.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his head, pressing against the alluring softness without hesitation.

"Well……"

The sleeping girl hummed unconsciously.

With a smile in his eyes, the man just kissed briefly and left immediately.

He looked down at the girl's sleeping face deeply, and slowly said, "Auspicious, it's time to get up!"

The girl didn't respond and was still sound asleep.

The man was not in a hurry, he lightly brushed the girl's fair face with his fingertips, followed her slender eyebrows down, but suddenly pinched her small nose.

A few seconds later, the girl suddenly opened her eyes.

"What are you doing!"

Lu Jixiang was furious, he raised his little paw and scratched at the man.

Song Jincheng dodged easily, grabbed the little hand, and smiled like a warm sun.

However, the words that came out of his mouth were not warm.

"Auspicious, you're going to be late!"

Hearing this, Lu Jixiang immediately looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

"what!"

She screamed, jumped up from the bed in a panic, and started looking for clothes to change.

However, she only has one free hand, which makes her appear clumsy.

Song Jincheng sat by the bed, quietly watching the girl scurrying about like a headless chicken, and after he had seen enough, Shi Shiran said, "Auspicious, you have no class today!"

A simple sentence successfully made the girl freeze in place.

A moment later, a pig-like cry came from the bedroom—"Song Jincheng, I'm going to kill you!"

When eating breakfast, Lu Jixiang was very upset. She bit the steamed bun in her hand fiercely, but she kept staring at the man across the table with vicious eyes like a wolf cub.

Song Jincheng looked at today's morning newspaper while eating breakfast as if he hadn't heard of it.

When serving porridge for the two, Aunt Zhou smiled and said, "Auspicious woke up so early today!"

Hearing this, Lu Jixiang snorted heavily.

She said: "Isn't it because of some unconscionable men, they just have to get up early to go to work, and they don't allow others to sleep in late, it's just... It's just that the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps!"

Hearing this, Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help looking up at her from the newspaper.

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang immediately grabbed hold of it and refused to let it go.

"Look, look, what to look at, I'm talking about you!" She stared at the man with a small mouth that was not forgiving.

Song Jincheng didn't change his face, and replied: "The idioms are used well!"

"you!"

Lu Jixiang was furious.

Aunt Zhou hurriedly smoothed things over.

"Auspicious, come, try this porridge, this is the first time I have made flower porridge!"

"Petal porridge?"

Hearing this, Lu Jixiang was immediately distracted by the success. She looked down at the hot porridge in her bowl, only to find that the porridge was indeed mixed with some sporadic petals, which made the air seem to have a faint smell Floral scent.

She picked up the spoon and couldn't wait to taste it.

"How is it?" Aunt Zhou looked at her expectantly.

Lu Jixiang smacked his mouth a few times, frowned, and suddenly laughed again.

"It's not bad, but the taste is a bit weak. If you don't taste it carefully, it's almost tasteless!"

Aunt Zhou sighed and said, "As long as you like it!"

Lu Jixiang nodded happily, opened his mouth and stuffed two spoonfuls into his own mouth, and said vaguely, "Well, why do you want to make flower porridge?"

Aunt Zhou heard the words, glanced at the man on the other side, and replied: "It's good for girls to eat some of these once in a while, it can beautify your face!"

Lu Jixiang gave Aunt Zhou a thumbs up.

"Aunt Zhou, you know a lot!"

Aunt Zhou shook her head, very modestly: "Thank you, Teacher Song!"

Lu Jixiang stared, not knowing why.

Aunt Zhou continued to answer: "When Mr. Song is at home, in his spare time, he will also tell me some cooking skills. For example, Mr. Song taught me this petal porridge!"

"cut--"

Lu Jixiang uttered contemptuously, and looked at Song Jincheng.

The man smiled, accepting the girl's gaze calmly.

Lu Jixiang wrinkled his nose, and said surprisingly: "No wonder you have such good skin as a big man, so you often eat flower petals!"

"..."

"Professor Song, if you become unemployed in the future, I suggest you open a porridge shop to ensure a prosperous business!"

Song Jincheng put down the newspaper in his hand, and said in a very calm voice, "I can also help people write essays, and charge by the number of words, and the business should be booming!"

Lu Jixiang was stunned.

But soon, she pretended to be vicious and said: "I warn you, we are what you want to write a thesis, and I didn't force you. You don't want to threaten me with this and send you two Words—useless!"

"Did I threaten you?"

Song Jincheng said indifferently, while picking up the spoon, he slowly lowered his head and tasted the flower petal porridge.

Lu Jixiang made a face at him, bowed his head and continued to eat breakfast.

Here, after Song Jincheng tasted two mouthfuls of porridge, he looked at Aunt Zhou next to him.

He has a clear face and a gentle voice: "It's well done, but the fire should be warmer, so that the taste will be even better!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhou nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, I remember it, and I will pay attention to it next time."

Song Jincheng didn't say any more, and glanced at the girl across the way who was burying her head in eating, her eyes were as gentle as water.

(End of this chapter)