Chapter 108 "Baby, there are still 3388 times"
Song Xi just felt a headache.
"Have you updated your study materials?"
Jing Zhuo took off his bathrobe and squeezed into the bathtub under the bright light.
The water level rose, and the originally spacious bathtub seemed cramped because of him.
“Reviewing the past allows us to learn new things.”
Jing Zhuo leaned forward, his voice low and watery, "Exploring new things based on old knowledge is the experience left by our ancestors."
Song Xi: Emmmm…
Is this the experience you use?
Song Xi reminded him: "Have you noticed that you've been doing it more and more frequently recently, Mr. Jing? You've already advanced it to a month later. I don't believe you can endure it for a month later."
"It doesn't matter." Jing Zhuo's expression remained unchanged. "There are still 3388 times."
"What?"
Jing Zhuo held her in his arms carefully, splashed water from the rose petals, and massaged her shoulders and neck.
While slowly guiding her, I settled accounts with her.
"I'm 29 years old and I can live for 70 years and 7 months. That's 12 months a year, 4 weeks a month, and at least once a week."
"All told, there will be at least 3,388 more times before I die."
"I'll advance it slowly."
Song Xi glanced at him speechlessly.
You are quite good at telling your own fortune.
Is there such a calculation?
She couldn't help but ask, "What if I don't live to be 100?"
"Then you have to use up all the times in advance, otherwise you will lose money."
“………………”
His hands pressed and pressed, sliding in the water, holding Song Xi's slender waist, and his voice spread into her ear.
"Baby, have a taste."
Song Xi didn't want it at first, but the fragrance of the essential oil made her dizzy, and she saw his face flushed by the steam.
I just want to kiss you.
Crazy.
Bewitched by the succubus.
So when Jing Zhuo's face pressed down on her, she didn't hide.
The water surface made a gurgling sound and overflowed onto the ground little by little, leaving the floor covered with scattered rose petals.
Song Xi was a little uncomfortable and wanted to escape after a while, but Jing Zhuo grabbed his waist and dragged him back.
Both coaxing and deceiving.
"Holding me won't make you feel weightless, hold on tight."
Song Xi: "But it's very tiring."
"I won't feel tired if I put on the leg ring."
It was the first time that Song Xi learned so many tricks in the water. He seemed tireless and spent a very long time on the exercises.
Not only is it carefully polished, but there are also multiple ways to solve the problem.
Song Xi's knees rose and fell in the water.
But most of the time, it floats upwards.
The water had grown a little cold, and he had finally handed in tonight's paper.
Song Xi didn't want to move at all and lay in the water for two minutes. The next second, Jing Zhuo turned on the faucet and the warm water flowed back into the bathtub.
He grabbed a handful of fresh roses and scattered them in to cover up the mess.
"I didn't perform well just now, let's try again."
"don't want."
"Baby, hold on tight."
…
Song Xi felt like a blade of grass, clinging tightly to this only piece of driftwood.
But he is still not honest.
Bring her a little bit of wind and waves from time to time.
When she was exhausted, he held her waist tightly to prevent her from sliding down.
Extreme torture.
Song Xi was in a daze, but finally couldn't help but curse him incoherently.
"You're such a good guy... Zhang Henian. You say you're fine, but you don't change at all."
Jing Zhuo rubbed her fragrant neck and laughed softly.
"Baby, it's so cute when you're angry like this."
“…”
It's over.
I felt good about scolding him.
There are many guest bedrooms on this floor.
Can be separated wet or dry.
So Jing Zhuo did not waste this opportunity and searched every room.
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Song Xi successfully slept until 10 o'clock before getting up.
She felt sleepy and had no appetite. When she went downstairs, she saw her grandmother calling her to eat.
"He Ning is still asleep, you guys eat first. It's not good for people to skip breakfast. When you get old, your stomach will be damaged."
Song Xi thanked her grandmother and sat at the dining table with Jing Zhuo to eat.
I exercised too much last night and couldn’t eat much. I only had a rice dumpling and a tea egg, which filled my stomach.
Seeing this, Jing Zhuo poured her another glass of milk.
After breakfast, the old man came back from morning exercise outside, looking angry.
"That old man Xie borrowed a famous painting from me for appreciation, and he still hasn't returned it to me for a month. I just saw him dancing with an old lady outside, and before I could even say hello, he turned around and ran away."
No one in the family paid any attention to him.
Song Xi silently replied: "Grandpa, you can come and ask for it."
"I'm a bit embarrassed to ask for it."
As the old man spoke, he turned his gaze to Jing Zhuo and began his command.
"He Nian, let's stick to the old rules. If you go to ask for it on grandpa's behalf, just say you want to copy it and ask him to return it quickly."
Jing Zhuo: "Grandpa, I'm 29 years old, not 9. I haven't copied famous paintings for many years."
"Kid, then make up a reason to get it back for me." The old man began to deceive people. "Besides, the flowers in the community are blooming and very beautiful. There are many girls taking pictures there today. You can also take your wife to appreciate the flowers, take a walk, and bring back the painting by the way."
Jing Zhuo thought about it and agreed decisively.
"good."
This community has been established for many years, and there are wealthy elderly people per capita.
The greening facilities are very good. They were designed by a Hangzhou landscape architect, and there are scenic spots everywhere that are created with ingenuity.
At this time of year, many precious flower species are in bloom.
Even some botanists come here to investigate every year.
Song Xi happened to be interested in flowers, so she followed him without hesitation.
Jing Zhuo took her hand and chose a path that was usually the most crowded with people, with green shades and a spring breeze blowing on their faces.
Along the way, I met familiar faces who were exercising.
"It's Henian who has arrived. Is this your wife?"
"Yes, Grandpa Zhao."
"Niannian, have you brought your wife to grandpa's house to recognize your relatives?"
"Yes, Grandma Wu."
"Oh, Anian's wife is so beautiful, so pretty, and you are so handsome."
"Thank you, Aunt Sun."
After meeting N+1 grandparents, aunts and uncles in succession, Song Xi became suspicious.
She suspected that the man did it on purpose.
Holding her hand, I walked into the crowd...
After the trip, everyone in the community who came out for a walk and exercise knew that Zhang Henian had taken his wife back to his grandfather's house to meet his relatives.
"Nian Nian, An Nian, Zhang Henian..."
Song Xi called out to him a few times, and Youyou looked up at him, "You took me out for a walk, did you deliberately bring me into the crowd?"
Are you afraid that others don’t know you have a wife?
Jing Zhuo raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder affectionately, his voice rising in a pleasant tone.
"My grandfather has given me a nickname these days: the old bachelor."
"Let me break the persona."
Song Xi: "Haha."
She realized that Jing Zhuo was not only competitive and quarrelsome, but also loved to show off.
Jing Zhuo does things simply and roughly, has clear goals, and speaks directly.
When we arrived at Grandpa Xie's house, we explained our purpose.
Grandpa Xie didn't want to give it yet and asked why his grandfather didn't come.
"My grandfather wanted to show his respect, so he asked me to come and get the painting for him."
Song Xi: “…”
This was the reason he found to take the painting.
Suddenly I feel that the three children of the Zhang family are all very capable, worthy of being from the same family.
Jing Zhuo walked to the door with the painting, suddenly remembered something, paused, and went back with his arm around Song Xi.
"By the way, thank you, Grandpa."
He put his big hand on Song Xi's shoulder and said in a serious tone, "Let me introduce you. This is my wife, Song Xi."
He kindly added:
"Does Xie Qingcheng have a girlfriend? It's not easy to find a partner when you're older. No one wants him after he's 30. He doesn't have much time left, so he needs to hurry."
Grandpa Xie's defense was immediately broken: "...Get lost."
After Jingzhuo left, Grandpa Xie became more and more angry.
Old Zhang was a stingy person, but he didn't get angry when I asked him to return the two paintings I borrowed.
But it was really disappointing that his eldest grandson had a wife.
He took out his cell phone and called his grandson.
"Play, play, play, that's all you know how to do!"
"Look at Zhang Henian, he's got a wife, and today he brought her to our house to show off, while you're the only one slacking off all day, not being serious, just messing around and being nothing!"
Xie Qingcheng: “?”
Is he sick?
Why would he go to his grandfather to complain for no reason?
After hanging up the phone, Xie Qingcheng, holding a cigarette in her mouth, leaned against Mingcan's bedside with her upper body naked, lowered her head and gave Jingzhuo's WeChat a middle finger.
"The study materials are gone, let's just work on it, brother. Smile.jpg"
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