Chapter 37: Blind Date for Song Xi
Where are your pants?
Where are the clothes?
She said she would help him wash his clothes, but he only gave her a pair of used underwear?
Jing Zhuo saw that she was standing there for a long time without answering, so he asked, "Aren't you going to wash this?"
Song Xi's face suddenly turned red. She heard footsteps behind her, as if someone was coming upstairs. She couldn't stay there any longer, so she snatched the underwear from his hand and quickly slipped into her room.
A few seconds later, the nanny's voice came from outside the door.
"Mr. Jing, you can change your suit and I'll send it to the dry cleaners for you."
Jing Zhuo: "Thank you, wait a moment."
Song Xi was lying behind the door, and when he heard the conversation outside, his heart sank to the bottom.
It's over, the plan is ruined.
I can only wash my underwear with a red face.
Jingzhuo's clothes are very clean and fresh, and there is no special place to wash.
Song Xi stood by the sink, rubbing and rubbing with a red face, rinsing off the foam, and then found the dryer she had placed here and threw it in to dry and disinfect it for two hours.
Because the men's things were too conspicuous, she couldn't hang them up to dry.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, Song Xi stealthily knocked on Jing Zhuo's door.
This time when the man opened the door, he was not wearing trousers. He was wearing a loose dark bathrobe that covered most of his body and nothing could be seen.
"Here, I'll wash and dry it for you."
Song Xi folded the cloth in her hand into a neat square and handed it to him.
The freshly dried clothes were still hot and had a scent from her body, a faint floral fragrance.
Jing Zhuo took it, his eyes slightly dimmed in the dim light of the corridor.
This most intimate thing was rubbed and rolled in her hands, and finally stuck back to his body, carrying her scent.
It's the ultimate ambiguity.
Song Xi returned the underwear and forgot to leave for a moment, glancing at his lower body from time to time.
That look, staring straight ahead.
It seemed as if there was something in it that interested her.
Um?
Is she interested?
Jing Zhuo followed her gaze and looked down silently.
"Do you like it?" he asked suddenly.
"?"
"Want to pay again?"
Song Xi: "What?"
"It's not impossible." In the dim light, Jing Zhuo hesitated for a moment and said, "The corridor is not convenient. If there are outsiders passing by, you can come in and close the door."
“!!!”
Close the door, what are you doing!?
Take him out?
Song Xi froze in place, all the energy and blood in his body rushed to his head!
He dared to speak, but she didn't dare to listen.
This man looks serious on the surface, but why is he so loose in private? She is not a pervert, so why would he indulge her?
"No, that's not what I meant. I don't want to pay. It's too presumptuous. Goodbye!"
Song Xi babbled nonsense, went back to his room, and locked the door with a bang.
Jing Zhuo stood there, clutching the fragrant cloth in his hand.
For some reason, he curled his lips.
His wife blushed, which was quite cute.
After calming down for several minutes, Song Xi's breathing had not yet calmed down, and his mind was full of the scene he had just stared at.
Help!
I really can't tell which side he likes to put it.
She looked left and right, and felt that the thing was a bulge, as if it was placed in the middle.
You can't watch any more, it's impolite to watch any more.
Song Xi finally gritted his teeth, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to the store owner.
…
After the wedding, Song Xi bought a plane ticket back to Beijing in the afternoon.
Early in the morning, she changed into a new cheongsam and showed it to her grandmother and aunt in the living room.
The material was chosen by my aunt. It was a moon-white fabric with an intricate, three-dimensional embroidery pattern, each thread gleaming slightly in the sunlight. The side slits were faintly visible, and the buttons on the left side of the chest were decorated with emerald green tassels, adding a touch of color to the pure white.
Song Xi didn't tie her hair up, letting it down casually. With simple makeup and long black hair, she had the temperament of a cool young lady.
When Jing Zhuo went downstairs, he saw this scene.
She rarely dresses so exquisitely. Most of the time, she wears simple work clothes and rarely even wears skirts because she has to carry a camera.
He paused as he was about to take a step forward, turned his gaze, leaned against the stairs, and admired it slowly.
"Our little Xi is so pretty." Grandma Song smiled. "Next week, a friend of mine's grandson is going on a business trip to Beijing. He's about your age. You can go have dinner with him and meet him for a date."
When Song Xi heard the word "blind date", she didn't dare to look at Jing Zhuo's face.
"No need, grandma."
"Why not? You've been graduated for two years now and are now of marriageable age. You have to go, otherwise grandma will rush to the capital to bring you back."
Song Xi coaxed, "Okay, okay, I'll go."
"Then I'll send him your WeChat and you two can chat first."
Song Xi: "...Okay."
"Add them and agree to their application."
Song Xi couldn't escape, and had to complete the steps on the phone under the old lady's supervision before he could calm down.
"Say hello."
Song Xi: "Grandma..."
"Hurry up, kid, why don't you take the initiative?"
Grandma Song watched her step by step, afraid that she was just going through the motions.
Song Xi clicked a few times with his fingers and sent a "hello" emoticon, which was the rich and prosperous old man version.
"Are you ready?"
The old lady was satisfied this time and especially liked the emoticons she sent.
"This picture is good. This way people will think you are as beautiful as this flower."
The old lady looked up from her busy schedule and saw that Jingzhuo had not left yet.
"Mr. Jing, why are you still here?" the old lady asked puzzledly.
Jing Zhuo lazily leaned against the stair railing, his dim eyes fixed on Song Xi.
"Wait for her."
Seeing the old lady's confusion, he added: "We all work in Beijing. I'm going back today, so I wanted to keep Miss Song Xi company."
Song Xi lowered his head, silently complaining in his heart.
Why does he always want to make his presence felt in front of her family?
It's really dangerous. Is there anything that can't be said secretly?
Sure enough, these words caught the attention of Grandma Song. The old lady looked at him with a smile and asked:
"Is Mr. Jing married?"
Jing Zhuo looked at Song Xi and nodded: "Yes, I'm married."
"Then it's not appropriate for you two to be alone together." Grandma Song declined on Song Xi's behalf. "Our little Xi is still a virgin. If she gets too close to Mr. Jing, it will inevitably cause gossip, which will be bad for both her and you."
After hearing this, Jing Zhuo smiled slightly.
"That makes sense. A married man should keep his distance from outsiders and adhere to male virtues." He stared at Song Xi and added, "Conversely, the same goes for a married woman."
Song Xi: “…”
She understood that he was pointing at her.
It was indeed more excessive for her to add another blind date candidate in front of her husband and under his nose.
People have had enough.
"Grandma, it's getting late. I have to go to the airport. I'll come back to see you next time. Now I'm leaving."
Song Xi couldn't stay any longer and wanted to leave immediately.
"Let the driver at home take you."
The old lady waved, and the family driver followed her out with the car keys.
Grandma Song's eyes fell on Jing Zhuo again, and she stopped him and said with a smile, "Shi Qian's car will be here soon. Please wait a moment. I'll ask him to drive you to the airport."
Jing Zhuo withdrew his gaze from the door and nodded with a smile.
"OK."
This operation was too deliberate.
After the two of them left one after another, the aunt asked the old lady.
"Mom, what you did just now was too obvious. What if you offended the guests?"
The old lady snorted, "That Mr. Jing, he seems polite and well-mannered, and he's handsome, but he has no sense of boundaries. It's okay for him to live in our house, but didn't you see how he stared at Xiaoxi, as if he was taking possession of his property?"
"Don't let Xiaoxi get involved with a married man. Stay away from him."
After hearing this, the aunt nodded and said, "That's right."
"You should also pay more attention and find more blind dates for Xiaoxi. Keep her busy and have someone to date her every day."
Grandma Song said, "Only when she gets married and has a stable marriage can we finally give an explanation to her parents."
Aunt: "Don't worry, I will arrange a few more excellent candidates for her next week and make sure she stays away from that Jing Zhuo."
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