Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

Of course Song Jiao could see Xu Jinchao's embarrassment.

Alpha finished those words in one breath, and the whole person panicked to death. Even in the dark, the blush on her cheeks was very conspicuous.

Song Jiao lowered her eyelashes, assuming she didn't hear her promise.

In fact, she also had reservations about those words, even though the other party showed unprecedented sincerity and sincerity that Song Jiao felt extremely unfamiliar.

But Song Jiao knew that questioning was the basis of her own existence, and she had to maintain a skeptical attitude towards everything in order to be deceived as little as possible.

Being deceived means risk. Song Jiao has very few things, and she doesn't have much room for error.

Now Xu Jinchao took the lead in changing the subject, which saved her the trouble of thinking about how to properly reply to this promise.

Song Jiao didn't realize that she was secretly relieved.

In fact, she should have said "I believe you" in a hypocritical manner. This would be something Xu Jinchao liked to hear, and it would also make the other party feel that she was very submissive and not dangerously wild.

But I don't know why she suddenly didn't want to pretend, at least not at this moment.

Song Jiao looked up at Xu Jinchao and chose to respond to her self-talking emotion: "I have learned musical instruments, but I don't understand music."

It sounds contradictory, but it comes from the bottom of my heart and is not adulterated.

Song Jiao did learn the violin. At that time, she still had a complete family. When she was young, she was taken to a famous family for apprenticeship.

She is born with a conscientious and focused personality, and she is more diligent and diligent than other children in practice.

But later, her teacher sighed and said: There is no emotion in your piano.

Song Jiao didn't understand, she was already imitating and studying hard, but what does playing the piano have to do with feelings?

To be honest, Song Jiao still doesn't understand how other people can hear so many complex emotions from music, which is something she can't do.

Song Jiao can distinguish the melody and performance skills of music, but in a sense, Song Jiao does not understand music.

Alpha seemed to think she was being modest, shaking her head and laughing.

Song Jiao pursed her lips and suddenly regretted saying what she had analyzed from Alpha's expression.

She is a person who doesn't understand, so why use Xu Jinzao's own experience to deceive others.

Seeing Song Jiao bowing her head again and refusing to speak, Xu Jinchao didn't force it, but only suggested: "Let's go, don't rush home."

Omega seems to have become a little mute, sullenly silent, neither agreeing nor disapproving.

Xu Jinchao tentatively took two steps forward, and seeing that she followed suit, she felt funny and cute.

The two of them wandered the streets of the city at night with a distance of half their body.

The night wind in early autumn turned cold, Xu Jinchao folded his clothes, and the back of his hand was blown a little cold.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the people around her, and Omega hid his hands in his sleeves, leaving only a little fingertips exposed.

Xu Jinchao thought for a while, then changed direction and walked towards the corner.

There are stalls there, selling small ornaments made of ceramics and glass, cheap bracelets, potted plants, and other miscellaneous things.

Song Jiao followed with some doubts and stood beside the stall. She was not quite sure of the other party's intentions. After all, Xu Jinchao was not the type to be interested in these gadgets.

She watched Alpha pick and choose from the cardboard box containing woolen products, and finally found a bag of transparent plastic paper. Because of the lighting problem, Song Jiao couldn't see what it was for a while.

Xu Jinchao inquired about the price, and the wallet happened to have the change he found in the store when he bought breakfast in the morning.

After paying the money, she took off the pair of beautiful gloves that she saw at a glance, tore off the outer packaging and handed them to Song Jiao: "Aren't they pretty? Try them on."

Song Jiao took it in a daze, and lowered her head to look.

The soft thin plush half-finger gloves have a warm orange color, and there are some deep orange horizontal stripes similar to civet cat stripes. When the two gloves are unfolded, you can see that the palms are woven with light pink like a kitten's pad. color block.

Song Jiao put on the gloves, and she found that it really looked like that.

Xu Jinchao was simply overjoyed, Alpha's heroic long eyebrows were flying up, and those eyes that were originally raised at the end of the eyes, showing a charming style, smiled crookedly.

"It's beautiful, it matches your small satchel very well."

Song Jiao realized later that Xu Jinchao should be referring to his canvas bag with sticky cat offset printing.

She bought the bag casually in the store, she didn't pick it carefully at all, and when she got it back, she found that there were still these too innocent prints.

This guy's aesthetic is naive, Omega thought.

She pinched her palm subconsciously, the orange stripes swayed under the streetlight, and her cold palm was covered with warmth.

Xu Jinchao said, "Let's go home."

Song Jiao looked up at her and replied softly, "En."

They walked in the direction of the parking lot, this time side by side.

When he came to the parking space, Xu Jin took two quick steps forward and opened the rear door.

The warm yellow light in the car shone on her face, and her eyes also reflected a gentle light that was different from the previous one: "Get in the car."

After Song Jiao was seated, Xu Jinchao gently closed the car door.

A few seconds later, Alpha got into the cab, and she took off her windbreaker, making a rustling sound.

Song Jiao saw that she folded the windbreaker and put it on the passenger seat with ease, and went to get her shoes.

The green skirt on Alpha is a sleeveless and shoulder-length design, and when he takes off his windbreaker, his snow-white arms are revealed.

She leaned down, propping one arm on the seat back, her fingertips digging deep into the soft leather, the contrast between white and black so dreary.

The half-length curly hair also slid down her shoulders with the movement. Song Jiao could see the beautiful back of her neck with the barrier stickers, and the small piece of skin on her back that was not covered by the fabric.

After Xu Jinchao changed his driving shoes and fastened his seat belt, he heard Omega in the back seat speak:

"You will help me prepare an extra dose of inhibitor."

Xu Jinchao was startled, and then said, "Of course. Your next fever should be a week later, and I'll bring it to you in advance."

Song Jiao didn't speak again after that.

The next day was Saturday, and Song Jiao had no class.

Xu Jinchao's biological clock seemed to be fixed at 6 o'clock. She got up early again, went out for a morning run and took breakfast home.

For some reason, Song Jiao woke up a little later today than yesterday.

When she got up, the buns were still warm, but the taste of the little wontons was not as good as when they were freshly bought.

Xu Jinchao was a little embarrassed, feeling that he was ill-considered.

When Song Jiao finished eating, she said, "It just so happens that you don't have class today. Let's go to the housekeeping company. I'll drive the car. You can talk."

Compared to the tone she used to talk about this in a similar time period yesterday, it is very different now.

Xu Jinchao was also a little surprised, but in just one day, the atmosphere between her and Song Jiao had eased so much.

This also made her despise the original body even more. Song Jiao is such a good person. The relationship has gotten so bitter and hatred before, and it all depends on [Xu Jinchao] not doing good things.

As long as the original body is a person, it is not like this.

However, she was well aware of the suspicious side of Song Jiao's character, and she still planned to leave this matter to her.

Song Jiao had no objection. After eating her breakfast, the two went out together.

The driver Xu Jinchao did her due diligence. She sent Song Jiao downstairs to the housekeeping company, lowered the car window, and said with a smile, "I'll be waiting here for you to come back, no hurry."

The sun today is relatively strong, and Xu Jinchao is wearing a pair of sunglasses.

Song Jiao's eyes swept across her lips, which were rubbed with apricot-colored velvet lip glaze, nodded lightly, and turned to leave.

Xu Jinchao watched Song Jiao's back through the sunglasses. She didn't dress like a student today, and even her behavior changed.

Omega wore an over-the-knee skirt with a V-neck and a waist, wrapped around a light and soft shawl, and simply permed her long hair behind her ears with a curling iron. She wore jewelry around her small earlobes and neck.

Xu Jinchao guessed Song Jiao's intention.

It is self-evident which is easier to be slaughtered between a young schoolgirl like a lamb and a married Omega with a shrewd look.

At the front desk, Song Jiao examined the interior with critical eyes.

"Choose me a full-time housekeeping job. You can't be too old or too young. You can be diligent and quick, and talk less and honest."

She remembered Xu Jinzao's shining eyes and the contented look when he ate dinner last night, and added another sentence.

"The cooking skills must be good."

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The author has something to say:

Jiaojiao: Find an aunt who can cook delicious food for Xu Sansui.

Song Jiao, who was in the primary class, was heartbroken for the family she and the big class Xu Jinchao formed (wipe tears