Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

Song Jiao didn't know how to restrain her voice, she shouted loud and clear.

They are walking from the parking lot to the main building of the mall. There are many families and people who come out to buy New Year's goods, and there are pedestrians around.

When she shouted like this, Xu Jinchao was sensitively aware that all the eyes around her were gathering towards her.

The young couple holding hands in front also looked back, and the two whispered and bit their ears.

Xu Jinchao was still thinking about what to buy, but now it all flew out of his mind, and he could only laugh and cry.

She dared to say that Song Jiao did it on purpose.

This bad kitten just wanted to embarrass herself and was caught by everyone's attention. Xu Jinchao didn't know where he made her unhappy again, but he absolutely dared to guarantee that Omega's behavior was deliberate.

You must know that Song Jiao has never been someone who can speak loudly. The decibel just now was twice as loud as her usual voice.

They are all self-willed and unreasonable behaviors that he is used to, and Xu Jinchao chooses to pay for himself.

She pressed it silently, reached out to hold Song Jiao, who was wearing a thick down jacket, and held the other's little hand without gloves in her palm.

Not to mention, it's cold again.

When it was not cold, Song Jiao's hands were not warm in daily life. The body temperature was lower than that of ordinary people. It felt cool when she touched it. Yu Lan, who had been bullied all the time, called her a poisonous snake behind her back. Look, it's not wrong.

Driving out today, neither of them wore gloves.

It was only a minute or two after getting off the bus, Xu Jinchao's hands were still warm, and Song Jiao was already a small ice cube here.

Xu Jinchao stuffed the little hand he was holding back into the pocket of Song Jiao's down jacket.

Then she walked around, took Song Jiao's other hand and put it in her pocket together with her own hand: "Your hands are so cold, I will keep you warm."

Only then was Song Jiao happy, content to share a pocket with Xu Jinchao and let someone warm her hands.

She was very happy in her heart, and she looked back at the eyes that were cast in all directions, like a wealthy person who held a night pearl and swaggered on the road.

Song Jiao was busy showing off how happy her life was with outsiders, while Xu Jinchao concentrated on holding Xiaobing's hand in her palm, trying to warm her up.

"It's strange, I think the air conditioner is too hot in the car, and you are so cold."

Xu Jinchao muttered and drew Song Jiao's attention back to her, so the cold fingers moved flexibly in Alpha's palm, showing that he was not frozen.

She was so restless, her fingertips scratched Xu Jinchao, and the latter laughed: "Hey, be honest!"

Xu Jinchao firmly grasped the little hand that committed the disorder and forcibly suppressed it. Song Jiao was not annoyed, and enjoyed the warmth coming from the other party's skin, and was warmed together with her heart.

Xu Jinchao: "I was thinking about something just now, but I didn't notice that your hands were cold."

This is obviously an explanation for the distraction just now, and it is also the reason that Xu Jinchao thought about Song Jiao's loud noise.

Song Jiao didn't care how she understood it. In short, the goal was achieved now. They were the two people in the crowd who were the most tired of getting close. This was more important than anything else.

She also has to climb down the pole: "It's good to know that it's wrong."

Xu Jinchao was amused by her outspoken appearance, and smiled tolerantly: "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Song Jiao is very happy. She enjoys Xu Jinchao's indulgence, which can make her feel valued and deeper emotions from the other party. She is experiencing these addictions now.

Omega didn't say a word, but moved his body closer, sticking his whole body over, squeezing Xu Jinzhao to walk.

Xu Jinchao almost fantasized about a clingy kitten, clinging to his arm coquettishly, rubbing his face and body desperately, and sticking the smell to her along with the fallen hair.

She resisted the pressure from the naive little girl, and kept the two of them moving forward: "Which New Year's goods are you going to buy, we have a pair of lists."

The gate of the shopping mall is not far away, and there is a faint festive music inside | it comes out, singing the joy of the New Year.

Song Jiao said: "Dried fruit roasted seeds and nuts, fresh pickled wax, durable vegetables, fruits, and things to hang at home, and then buy some snacks depending on the situation. I also want to buy you new clothes and strawberries."

She summed it up in one breath and put Xu Jinchao in the finale.

In the past, when Qiao Chu was here, it was rare for the family to reunite safely for a few days just in time for the Chinese New Year.

Song Jiao remembered these things very clearly, and this was one of the rare bright spots in her black and white memories.

Later, when Qiao Chu passed away, Song Yikang's mental state collapsed. He was not good all the time, and his life was completely dead. When his father was imprisoned, Song Jiao would be forcibly taken to Xu's family for the new year. The house was cold and fake, nothing. mean.

Xu Jinchao laughed: "Wow, are you going to buy me new clothes?"

They walked into the door together, and the heat hit her face, but Song Jiao still stuck to Xu Jinchao and refused to let go of it easily: "Don't tell me, you're not going to buy it for me."

A while ago, Xu Jinchao was like a spinning top on the ice, driven back and forth by the whip in her own heart, without stopping for a moment.

Now I can finally have a legitimate reason to rest. Seeing Xu Jinchao leaning on the sofa, it seems that he has just been lying like a salted fish and the years have passed, Song Jiao can't see it.

She has to be nice to this idiot, buy her new clothes to wear, and of course the idiot has to be nice to her, it's called one-for-one.

Song Jiao's calculus was pounding in her heart, and Xu Jinchao also said, "Buy, we'll all change into new clothes."

The inside of the mall was as warm as spring, and the two soon became tired of not being together. Song Jiao let go with some regret, and the two pulled their down jackets apart.

The clothing store was on the second floor, and they took the escalator upstairs with the bustling crowd.

Xu Jinchao couldn't hold back, and hummed to the brainwashed festive song. Song Jiao thought it was funny, thinking that this person had no concentration at all.

As a result, when she got to the second floor, Xu Jinchao stopped. She was in high spirits and looked around at the counter. Song Jiao was already full of fixed melody playing in a loop.

Song Jiao: "..."

The two were hanging out in the store. Song Jiao knew that Xu Jinchao was busy starting a business and didn't choose a shopping mall with luxury counters at all. This was just an ordinary department store.

Although she wants to buy new clothes with Xu Jinchao and exchange happiness, she also considers that the other party's current situation is not suitable for high consumption.

Xu Jinchao was much more naive than she thought, and jokingly picked up a bright red jacket with the word "Fu" printed on it: "How festive you are wearing this."

Song Jiao waved to the sales lady at the counter and pointed to Xu Jinchao: "Take a piece of yardage that suits this person and let her try it on."

Xu Jinchao immediately dragged Song Jiao away in the helpless eyes of her sales sister, and stopped hurting each other.

Shopping for clothes is sometimes a lot of luck. The two of them strolled around, but none of them were particularly eye-catching.

In the end, they each bought a red scarf for the other and hung it around the other's neck. Even if they bought new clothes, they would go to the daily necessities store.

There are only the two of them in the family, but there must be a posture to show.

Song Jiao bought all kinds of dried fruits according to the original plan. She kept these things, they could not eat them all at once, and they could continue to consume them slowly later.

She also bought some candy, toffee fudge, coconut candy, chocolate, and put them in the cart.

Xu Jinchao couldn't stand it any longer and reminded her: "Be careful with your teeth. Eating too much sugar will cause your teeth to hurt."

Song Jiao said, "I buy it once and eat it for a year."

There were obviously many reasons for her, Xu Jinchao muttered, "Is the shelf life one year old..." and decided to monitor the amount of sugar so that no one would really eat their teeth.

Omega went to a few rows of biscuits and swept boxes of biscuits into the shopping cart. Xu Jinzao had to stop her: "Enough is enough, can you eat it?"

Song Jiao just gave up.

Xu Jinchao knew that she had a small appetite, and she would not be able to eat a few pieces when she opened the package. The biscuits were opened and stored in the room, which would easily absorb moisture.

Leaving the Happy Shelf for Sweets Lovers, the vegetable area was crowded with grandmas, aunts, uncles, and uncles. Xu Jinchao asked Song Jiao, "What vegetables do you want to buy?"

Song Jiao: "It's durable and delicious, you can take it."

So Song Jiao pushed a shopping cart and waited in line to be weighed. Xu Jinchao quickly pulled out a bag with vegetables that met Song Jiao's requirements, and also packed green leafy vegetables and broccoli.

The two worked together, Xu Jinchao packed all the dishes and piled them into the shopping cart before lining up to Song Jiao.

Song Jiao commented: "You are so embarrassed."

Xu Jinchao was content: "This is called shrewdness. Look at how fast I move, the dishes I pick are still fresh."

She held up the broccoli flower and shook it in front of Song Jiao.

Song Jiao pouted, "It's not delicious, so you like it."

Weighed and sealed the seal, affixed the price tag, and finally arrived at the fruit area that Xu Jinchao was longing for.

This season, strawberries are all grown in greenhouses. The strawberries that are placed in pots in the supermarket are big and red, and the small pots are covered with plastic wrap. Xu Jinchao hesitates: "Will they not taste good? I think they are beautiful. Very fake."

She was still trying to distinguish whether it was a tasteless and beautiful strawberry that lied to honest people. Song Jiao had already put a pot in the shopping cart.

Xu Jinchao was shocked: "Wait, don't worry, let me pick another one!"

After a lot of arguing and struggling, Xu Jinchao found out that the strawberry pot that Song Jiao originally chose looked the best.

She felt that Omega wanted to roll her eyes at herself, pretended not to notice the mocking look of the other party, and prayed together: "I hope it tastes good, at least it has a little taste, it can't be like chewing wax."

Song Jiao said, "Don't worry, they won't go to waste, I will supervise you to eat them all."

Xu Jinchao had a meal and prayed more sincerely.

There are couplets, lanterns and large and small Chinese knots in the supermarket store. Song Jiao originally wanted to buy some to take home, but Xu has contacted various foreign trade manufacturers these days to put their sources on Wanwantong, and learned a lot of inside information.

She said: "We don't buy it here, the premium is too much. If you want, I'll take you to the wholesale market in Hwaseong later, it's cheaper there."

Xu Jinchao also boasted: "I can write couplets, but handwriting looks better than these printed ones?"

Song Jiao was not so surprised that Alpha could write couplets. She was able to talk freely with Lin Lianggong, a collector of calligraphy and painting, and was regarded as a good friend by the other party. It was not unusual for her to be able to write brush calligraphy.

Song Jiao picked up a couplet with gilded characters on a red background: "Can this be written?"

Her eyes are bright, obviously not in a questioning tone, but full of anticipation, Xu Jinchao is quite confident:

"There are finished gold inks for sale, but I think I still have to tune them out and write them comfortably."

Song Jiao hadn't heard from Xu Jinchao about her real life for a long time, and she said, "When did you learn calligraphy, why don't I know?"

Her tone was very casual, and she didn't stare at each other's eyes. Xu Jinchao was very relaxed: "I was writing big characters when I was very young, and later...because other things were put on hold, I didn't continue to study seriously. But don't worry, I will practice a few strokes and write a Passable Spring Festival couplets are absolutely fine."

Xu Jinchao does have confidence in his calligraphy.

When she first came to this world, she always imitated the font of [Xu Jinchao] according to her memory, and then slowly added her own style, making subtle changes, so that no one would notice, and now she has completely changed back to her own handwriting.

Before learning to paint seriously, Xu Jinchao had mixed hobbies. She seemed to have talent in various forms of art, and she could learn everything quickly.

She has a good appreciation of calligraphy and can write a few strokes by herself.

With the foundation laid, even if you haven’t touched a pen for a few days after coming here, it’s still okay to practice your hands to find the feeling, and write a Spring Festival couplet that can fool the layman.

Xu Jinchao was calm, but Song Jiao couldn't wait, and urged: "Then let's quickly check out and buy paper and pens."

Xu Jinchao reminded her: "Didn't you say you have to buy meat and sausages?"

This is indeed one of the key points of purchasing. Song Jiao can only speed up the pace and quickly go to the fresh food area to select all kinds of fresh meat and preserved goods to buy.

Xu Jinchao did not expect her to be so interested in writing Spring Festival couplets.

In fact, Xu Boyang is very Western-style, and so is his upbringing of [Xu Jinchao].

Perhaps it has something to do with what he claims to be the descendants of the Xu family in Changnan. This family used to be quite the upstart of the Western style, and the large manor built during the prosperous period was completely in accordance with the style of European architecture.

The Xu family in Changnan went into exile. Later, Xu Boyang, who lived by himself, bought the mansion, repaired and expanded it, enclosed a large area, and made it more magnificent.

Living in such a manor, of course, it is impossible to paste Spring Festival couplets on the porch of the main house with gray roof. [Xu Jinchao] has never learned calligraphy, but has played the piano.

But the contact between Song Jiao and [Xu Jinchao] was basically after the latter was 14 years old, so Xu Jinchao pushed all kinds of things to the 'childhood'.

After checking out from the shopping mall and putting the purchased New Year's goods in the trunk, Song Jiao asked Xu Jinchao, "Did you bring your driver's license?"

Xu Jinchao has the habit of carrying all kinds of documents. Seeing her nodding, Song Jiao immediately opened the passenger door: "You know the way, you drive. Go to which market you are going to, and go home after buying, I have to put the fresh meat. refrigerator."

Xu Jinchao was not ambiguous, and immediately drove to the wholesale market that Song Jiao had told before.

The two bought decorative Chinese knots and other items, which Song Jiao wanted to put in the shopping cart when she was in the supermarket, and the price was indeed much cheaper.

Xu Jinchao also bought Wannianhong rice paper, a paperweight and a few cheap brushes.

After she finished buying, Song Jiao asked, "Why don't you buy a better pen?"

Xu Jinchao said: "A good pen will be useless after writing with gold ink, there is no need."

When she went to the hardware store and bought alloy powder, varnish and thinner, Song Jiao suddenly realized that she wanted to use these things to mix gold and ink.

Xu Jinchao said proudly: "The boss is a good man, he gave me an empty paint bucket."

The two of them went out in the morning, and it was noon when they rejuvenated the Chunyue community, and the sun was high.

Because they had to sort out the New Year's goods they bought, Xu Jinchao had to practice calligraphy, and they didn't plan to start cooking by themselves.

Xu Jinchao got off the bus halfway and went to the alley to buy sheep soup and scallion pancakes.

Because Song Jiao likes spicy food, she points out the banknotes, puts them in the money jar, and asks the owner of the mutton soup stall: "Auntie, put more spiciness in the haggis."

The stall aunt neatly packed it up and handed it over with a smile: "Xiao Xu, why didn't your wife come together this time?"

Xu Jinchao also smiled: "Waiting for me outside."

Back in Room 101, all the people who are usually crowded with everything have gone home for the festival, leaving only the empty long table and computers in the living room.

This time I bought a lot of things, and Xu Jinchao took an extra trip to carry them back.

Song Jiao had already gone to the kitchen to get the bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and put the hot lamb soup bags onto the soup bowls.

Xu Jinchao closed the door, put the big plastic bag in his hand on the floor, took off the red scarf, and hung it next to Song Jiao's.

Because the two scarves are actually the same style, she even made a knot to distinguish them before taking off the down jacket and putting on slippers.

Usually when everyone is around, Xu Jinchao is not so particular about it. After all, it is a place where a lot of people work as office envoys, so he can't be so particular about it.

But after the people left yesterday, she cleaned the house and restored it to a clean and tidy state. She had to step in with her shoes again. Xu Jinchao was the first to feel uncomfortable.

She had already smelled the strong fragrance, and she was full of energy, and immediately went to wash her hands.

Although this stall does not have a decent shop, the mutton soup tastes very good, fragrant and strong, the taste is mellow and not fishy, ​​and the ingredients are sufficient.

Song Jiao has a strong taste and prefers to eat haggis. Her portion has a tablespoon of mutton oil and spicy peppers added, and the soup is a bit red.

The two sat facing each other, drinking soup and eating scallion pancakes.

Xu Jinchao was moved to tears: "It's delicious, the cakes here are so fragrant."

Song Jiao felt that the Alpha in front of her tasted delicious, but the scallion pancake tasted really good.

She casually mentioned, "My BMI is 17.6."

Xu Jinchao was very excited, and immediately raised his head to look at her: "Okay, keep working hard, and you will be in the normal range soon."

Song Jiao's food intake was very small in the past. Occasionally, she ate more at one meal, and she might not want to eat the next meal.

Of course, this is not a good phenomenon. It's not good to be underweight or overweight. Song Jiao was weighed in autumn clothes earlier, and her BMI was only 16.1.

It is not that BMI alone can measure a person's health, but it is definitely not normal to be below the minimum line.

Xu Jinchao was very happy, and wished he could eat more for Song Jiao.

Song Jiao pondered another idea in her heart.

Xu Jinchao maintained the habit of exercising, which [Xu Jinchao] did not have before. As early as after discovering the red mole on the back of Xu Jinchao's neck, she had some doubts. It happened together with the transformation of the soul, and there were other more mysterious things. Phenomenon.

This may not be the body of [Xu Jinchao].

The first changed pheromone smell judgment, compared to the lighter pupil color, the faint muscle lines that I once saw in the rearview mirror, and the little red mole that [Xu Jinchao] never had.

Song Jiao didn't know what the principles brought about these changes and whether they could be explained in a scientific way, but she... was actually quite interested in Xu Jinchao.

Well, that part about the figure.

Xu Jinchao slept a lot when he was in Juzhou, and occasionally slept in late. Alpha quibble that it was a beauty secret, and she started to get up early when she had to go to work at Xu's later.

But Xu Jinchao insists on exercising. The environment of Biwan Community is good. Most of the time, she goes out for jogging. When the weather is bad, she is on the treadmill in the small villa.

In addition to jogging and various anaerobic exercises, [Xu Jinchao] has built a gym that has not been used much, and Xu Jinchao uses it frequently.

However, when he came to Huacheng and started the preparation and operation of Wantong, Xu Jinchao was so busy that his daily exercise basically consisted of jogging.

Song Jiao's sleep time is naturally short, 6 hours since puberty, which is enough for her to be full of energy all day.

Xu Jinchao's biological clock is very magical. She boasted to Song Jiao and demonstrated: "As long as I think about what time to wake up, give myself a hint before going to bed, and try to repeat it in my mind, I can wake up naturally. I didn't wake up early because I didn't want to. , there is nothing you have to do to get up.”

This is true or not. Song Jiao woke up in a daze once, and the bedroom was dark. She noticed that Alpha was getting up gently, with the mattress swaying slightly.

Humans have scotopic vision, the ability to see things blurry in extremely dark environments.

Song Jiao usually goes to bed at 11 o'clock and wakes up at 5 in the morning.

Xu Jinchao had a flight at 7:30 a.m. that day. She was going to meet investors in other places. Song Jiao thought she would sleep a little longer to avoid running in the morning, but Alpha woke up a little earlier than Song Jiao.

Song Jiao opened her eyes and got used to the light conditions. She saw Xu Jinchao standing in front of the closet, opening the door as gently as possible to get her clothes and taking off her pajamas.

Because it was really too dark at the time, she could only see Alpha's back in the dark, which could still contrast the light and shade with the dark wardrobe, those vague outlines that were not very clear.

Song Jiao held her breath almost subconsciously, and then slowly let go, pretending that she was still asleep and breathing evenly.

Xu Jinchao turned his back to her, as if he had put on sports underwear, put on his clothes, grabbed something, and tiptoed to open the door and leave.

Then Song Jiao heard that she was changing other equipment outside the door, and finally took the key and unscrewed the security door to go out.

When the sound of the security door closing sounded, Song Jiao immediately got up from the bed.

She jumped out of bed with bare feet, ran to the window, pulled the curtains a crack and looked out.

In Hwaseong before 5 a.m. in winter, the sky is still as dark as night, and the street lights in the community are not turned on. Except for a little bit of poor starlight, there are only voice-activated lights at the door of the unit building.

Song Jiao saw Xu Jinchao, who was wearing a windbreaker, run into the bone-chilling darkness through the dim voice-activated light through the window glass. She lightly ran across the path not far from the window, as if she had gone outside the community.

Omega thought at that time, no wonder Xu Jinzao can drive all the people to work together like crazy.

The way she insists on doing something is really moving.

However, Song Jiao was more interested in Xu Jinchao's beautiful body after taking off all the running equipment that was in the way.

But it was frustrating, Xu Jinchao always seemed to be used to dressing up in front of her.

Either pajamas, home clothes, or simply appearing in normal clothes.

Song Jiao didn't think it was a good habit.

Why can't people with good-looking figures be more generous and show others more?

She is Xu Jinchao's legal wife, and when she says it out, it makes people laugh, and she doesn't even look at her own wife's waist. Is this appropriate?

Obviously not suitable!

Song Jiao realized that she seemed to have a chance now, maybe she could ask Xu Jinchao to take off her clothes and be a good and honest person.

She stared at the cheerful Alpha.

"Xu Jinchao, you eat so much every day... You won't have a small belly, right?"

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Jiaojiao: Self-certify, hurry up and prove it to me!