Volume 1, Chapter 83: Is this another new trick to tease me?
Shang Fuyan glanced down and met Song Xi's gaze, "Looks a bit like you."
"This is me, the real me."
Song Xi seemed to be recalling the past, recounting an incident that happened in the first semester of his freshman year.
It turned out that she had just washed her hair that day, and because she had a conflict with her roommate, she wanted to go downstairs to get some fresh air and calm herself down.
The man followed up by asking, "What happened between you and your roommate?"
"It's not a big deal. My roommate was sleeping and couldn't stand the noise, so he didn't allow me to use the hair dryer. He said if I washed my hair every other day, I would end up like Baldy Wang sooner or later."
As Song Xi said this, there was always a smile on his face.
It can be seen that this incident did not cause her much trouble.
She is open-minded, able to take it and let it go. She is indeed the girl I like.
Just as the man was thinking this, Song Xi's voice reached his ears, "Your hair looks very lush. Compared with other professors, you are really excellent."
At this moment, the man's slightly dangerous eyes fell on her face.
He stretched out his index finger and gently pressed her lips, "Teacher Xiao Song, do you know what you are saying?"
"I know. I praise you for doing academic research and being exposed to the sun and wind, but not having a bald head."
Shang Fuyan: “…”
At this moment, he was really amused by the person in front of him.
There are two things about men that cannot be questioned: their wallet and their waist.
The kidneys control bones and produce marrow, their orifices are the ears, and their beauty is in the hair.
Therefore, the functional state of the kidneys directly affects the health of the hair.
What a bald man represents is self-evident.
Song Xi, however, acted as if she knew nothing. She stepped forward and ruffled his black hair, and said sincerely: "Why do I feel that... you have more hair than I do?"
The man held her restless hand and placed it on his chest. He did not answer her and asked, "Is this your new trick to tease me?"
"Can't I tease you?"
"Yes. I'll tease you..."
In an instant, the sound was swallowed up.
As the sun sets, the two hug each other tightly, tenderly and passionately.
They spent a pleasant seven days and six nights on the island. On the way back home, Song Xi was able to type passionate words frantically under the man's nose without blushing or having her heart beat fast.
Occasionally, men would take a look at it, and the picture they portrayed was a perfect reproduction.
It was exactly the same as what happened that night.
It can be seen that art comes from life and does not rely solely on imagination.
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When they arrived in Lancheng, Yan An immediately sent someone to pick them up. The parents of both families also gathered together to welcome the two young people.
In the back seat of the nanny car, Song Xi lay on the man tiredly. She felt so tired from flying that all the bones in her body were about to fall apart.
In fact, it’s not just about flying.
The man rubbed her lower back with moderate force, "Will this make it more comfortable?"
"Yeah. Go ahead."
At this time, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror and breathed a sigh of relief, obviously he had been thinking wrongly just now.
I knew it, how could Mr. Yan’s son and daughter-in-law do anything out of line outside.
After nearly an hour's drive, we arrived at the hotel.
Song Xi quickly regained his composure and looked full of fighting spirit.
The man saw it and silently pulled the corners of his lips, "Si Xi, you don't have to be like this, just be yourself."
"How can that be possible? It will make the elders worry."
Shang Fuyan stopped persuading her, put his arms around her slender waist and went to the box.
As soon as they got inside, Yan An gave Song Xi a warm hug and said, "My daughter-in-law is back. How was your time this time? Was she happy?"
"Auntie, it's great. I like the local customs and culture there, and every day is fulfilling."
As he said this, Song Xi couldn't help but glance at the man.
There was a hint of smile in his eyes beneath the gold-rimmed glasses. He probably understood what Si Xi meant, and there was probably a hint of resentment in it.
Song Xi walked up to his mother again and gave her a big hug.
Song Yun was relieved. "I haven't seen you for a few days, but your skin has improved. It shows that the climate there is good for health."
“The air is really good and the environment is beautiful.”
Song Yun smiled. Actually, she had been sizing up her daughter since she entered the room. She was not fat, and her complexion was very good, with a rosy complexion.
Song Yun was basically relieved that her son-in-law was taking care of her. But she was also worried that young people would inevitably lose control of their relationship.
Song Yun is an experienced person, so it is not difficult for her to see through the young people's behavior, but she just sees through it but does not say it out loud.
In private, Song Yun couldn't help but give her daughter some advice.
After all, there are some things that are not convenient to say to your son-in-law.
After everyone arrived, Yan An asked the waiter to start serving the dishes. Most of the dishes served were the two young people's favorites, which showed how attentive he was.
Perhaps in the eyes of parents, no matter how old their children are, they will never grow up.
No matter when and where, they want to leave the best for the younger generation.
During the meal, the elders of both families decided on the wedding date.
Shang Fuyan and Song Xi had no objection to this and they followed the arrangements of their elders.
It is said that Yan An spent a large sum of money to ask a senior monk in the temple to match the horoscopes of the two and determine several auspicious days for their marriage.
After the two parents sat together to discuss, they unanimously agreed to set the date in October.
In terms of time arrangement, the two families will hold a beautiful wedding, making this wedding a beautiful memory for the two in the future.
Song Xi doesn't worry about these things. She likes it whether the wedding is grand or simple. She has already decided on the person she will spend her life with, so she won't care about other things.
At this time, the waiter brought a white mousse cake and placed it in front of Song Xi.
Next to it is a red rose, which needs to be frozen with liquid nitrogen and then the guests are asked to smash it and drop it on the cake.
Song Xi knew this dessert, but it was the first time he ate it.
The waiter had already sprinkled rose jam on the cake and placed frozen roses in circles on the cake, saying auspicious words.
Under everyone's gaze, Song Xi reached out and patted the roses.
A burst of good fortune came from the sky.
Second clap: everything goes smoothly, without worries or sorrows.
Three beats for happiness, prosperity and longevity.
The roses are falling, fragrant and bright. The mellow mousse cake is sweet but not greasy, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth.
The man noticed that Song Xi's palm was a little red. He took her hand and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"
Song Xi shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
This scene naturally did not escape the eyes of everyone present, and they just pretended not to see it. Everyone came from this time, but Shang Fuyan was indeed more careful.
After dinner, the six people left in two cars.
Song Yun was driving a black Volvo, with her daughter sitting in the passenger seat. Song Jianguo was fast asleep in the back seat, and it was obvious that he was drunk again.
Song Xi laughed and joked: "My dad can't drink much, and he drank so much. He will feel uncomfortable when he goes back."
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