Chapter 12 Like a Peeled Potato

Song Huaijing found it a little hard to understand. What happened to him during this period of time?

Suddenly I started to feel that a girl was special, and I didn't resist her approaching me, and even wanted to...

What?

Is that the right age?

Just when Song Huaijing was daydreaming, his cell phone suddenly vibrated slightly. The guest room was very quiet, and the cell phone was placed on the coffee table, so the vibration sound was somewhat obvious.

Perhaps because he had been drinking, Song Huaijing's reaction was a little slow, and it took him a few seconds to reach out and take the phone.

When the phone is locked, you cannot see who sent the message. You need to click on WeChat to see who sent the message.

Song Huaijing clicked on it and found out it was Jiang Jingcheng.

After staring blankly for two seconds, Song Huaijing clicked to check Jiang Jingcheng's message.

"Good morning, Song Huaijing!"

She has changed from calling him "Mr. Song" at the beginning to calling him by his own name now.

As for the content, it was just a simple sentence, nothing special. Song Huaijing hesitated for a while and replied, "Good morning."

Jiang Jingcheng was probably holding his phone, and he almost immediately replied to Song Huaijing, "It must be very late over there, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Just got back from a social event."

"So that's what happened. You were out socializing so late and drank quite a bit? Are you feeling bad?"

"Fortunately, I am still awake now."

This was the first time in Song Huaijing's life that he had chatted with a girl like this. The feeling was very wonderful, and Song Huaijing couldn't really describe it.

"When you don't reply to my message, I feel like a peeled potato."

Song Huaijing looked at the message Jiang Jingcheng had just sent and couldn't help but murmur, "What do you mean?"

He even suspected that he had drunk too much and his eyes were blurry. He squinted his eyes and looked again.

Finally, after making sure that he was not mistaken, Song Huaijing asked Jiang Jingcheng in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Look"

“Potato is POTATO”

“Go to P and it’s oTATo”

Song Huaijing stared at the message sent by Jiang Jingcheng for a long time, and then suddenly laughed. He lowered his head slightly, and his whole shoulders were shaking with laughter, and he was even about to laugh out tears.

It had been a long time since he had found something so interesting.

After a long time, Song Huaijing stopped laughing. He took a deep breath, made himself look a little calmer, and then sent a video call to Jiang Jingcheng.

On the other side, Jiang Jingcheng waited for a while but did not get a reply from Song Huaijing. She was about to get up and wash up. However, before she could put down her phone, she suddenly received a video invitation.

When Jiang Jingcheng saw clearly that it was a video invitation from Song Huaijing, he almost threw his phone away.

She hasn't gotten up yet, she hasn't washed her face or brushed her teeth, her hair is messy, and she looks sloppy. How can she answer the video in this state?

But now the arrow has been put on the string, and no matter how anxious Jiang Jingcheng is, he has no time to wash his face, brush his teeth, and put on full makeup.

Jiang Jingcheng had no choice but to tidy up his hair in a hurry, and then looked down at his pajamas. They were the most ordinary pajamas, not ambiguous at all, and he was not embarrassed at all if someone saw it.

After making sure there was no major problem, Jiang Jingcheng connected the video before it was disconnected.

Looking at the man on the phone screen whom he hadn't seen for nearly ten days, Jiang Jingcheng suddenly felt a little strange.

We could have chatted for a while when we were messaging, but now that we're on video, I don't know how to start the conversation, as if there's a sudden sense of distance.

Song Huaijing smiled naturally and said, "Let me see what peeled potatoes look like."

The joke was made between him and Song Huaijing, but now hearing Song Huaijing teasing him like this, Jiang Jingcheng felt embarrassed again.

"I was just joking." Jiang Jingcheng whispered, feeling a little awkward. He then quickly changed the subject, "It's already late, shouldn't you rest?"

Song Huaijing did not answer this question, but said: "I will go back tomorrow, and when I arrive in City A, it should be the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah." Jiang Jingcheng nodded, not quite understanding what Song Huaijing meant.

Song Huaijing said, "Will we have dinner together the day after tomorrow?"

Jiang Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he happily agreed, "Okay."

They didn't know each other well and actually had nothing to talk about, but after talking a little more, Jiang Jingcheng could naturally care about Song Huaijing.

The two talked for a while, and Jiang Jingcheng urged Song Huaijing, "Go and rest quickly."

"If you feel dizzy, it's better not to take a shower, otherwise it would be terrible if you fall in the bathroom." Jiang Jingcheng reminded carefully.

Song Huaijing responded.

"Then you should rest, good night." Jiang Jingcheng said.

"good."

The video was disconnected, and Jiang Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, while Song Huaijing on the other side still maintained the same action as before.

He has never been a hesitant person, and the same is true now regarding Jiang Jingcheng's matter.

He didn't know whether he liked Jiang Jingcheng or not, but he didn't reject Jiang Jingcheng, and he even wanted to get Jiang Jingcheng.

Get her completely.

With this thought in mind, Song Huaijing didn't think about it any more. He put down his phone, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

~

Two days later.

It's time for Song Huaijing to come back.

At noon, Zheng Huixin and Jiang Jingcheng had lunch together. While eating, they listened to Zheng Huixin scolding Song Huailin, and Jiang Jingcheng naturally followed suit.

In front of others, Jiang Jingcheng is still a person with values ​​and basic ideological and moral qualities, but in front of Zheng Huixin, her values ​​and moral qualities are shattered, and her conscience has been eaten by dogs.

Anyway, no matter what the truth is, she will stand on the side of her best friend unconditionally.

Whoever Zheng Huixin wants to scold, she will just scold along with her.

But while scolding, Zheng Huixin began to care about Jiang Jingcheng and Song Huaijing's situation, "When are you two going to get married?"

Seeing her thoughts jump so quickly, Jiang Jingcheng was a little speechless, "You want to bite Song Huailin to death now, why are you still looking forward to me and Song Huaijing being together?"

Zheng Huixin took it for granted, "Of course it's for my own sake. After you marry Song Huaijing, we'll have money and free time together, eating, drinking and having fun every day. Who would care about that psychopath Song Huailin?"

Jiang Jingcheng brought the topic back to the topic with a few words, and Zheng Huixin started to scold Song Huailin again.

Jiang Jingcheng frowned slightly upon seeing this. To be honest, she was a little worried. This was the first time that Zheng Huixin was really angry with Song Huailin since they had been married for half a year.