"Little drama queen..."
Qiao Bo tightened his arms, pulled Song Ning into his arms, and whispered softly in her ear.
"I really want to dig out my heart and show it to you..."
"That's not necessary..."
Song Ning knew that she had misunderstood Qiao Bo just now, but she adhered to what her senior brother had told her: girls never make mistakes in love, it is men who make mistakes!
She refused to admit her mistake!
"I won't marry anyone but you!"
Qiao Bo looked at Song Ning with determined eyes, and his voice was rarely fragile.
Song Ning felt a pang of sadness after hearing this, and for the first time she reflected on whether she had been being too "dramatic".
"It's all my fault. You can hit me or scold me... I just beg you to stop crying..."
Qiao Bo didn't want Song Ning to see his vulnerability, so he buried his head in her shoulder and spoke in a muffled voice.
Qiao Bo knew that he had fallen into the hands of a "little drama queen" in his life, and he only hoped that she would have pity on him...
Song Ning moved involuntarily.
Her butt was still sitting on Qiao Bo's arm, and her body felt like it was being kneaded into his arms. It was so uncomfortable!
Qiao Bo's body was like a big furnace. It didn't take long for me to get close to him and I started sweating.
Song Ning twisted her body again, and her legs rubbed against Qiao Bo's waist dishonestly, and she kept shaking her calves to get some air.
"Don't move!"
Qiao Bo hugged Song Ning tightly, his voice hoarse.
With his beloved in his arms, Qiao Bo was furious.
Before he was sure of Song Ning's feelings, Qiao Bo didn't want to have any substantial relationship with Song Ning.
"You're still mean to me!"
Song Ning pouted and looked at Qiao Bo accusingly.
Song Ning's mouth was red and moist, and her pouting little mouth kept tempting Qiao Bo to come closer.
The veins on Qiao Bo's forehead bulged when she teased him, and he felt a surge of anger in his heart and body.
"Xiaozuo..."
Before she finished the last word, Qiao Bo couldn't bear it any longer and kissed Song Ning's pouting mouth.
…
The Song family lives in a military compound in Beijing, and the bus station is some distance away from the Song family.
Qiao Bo took Song Ning to hire a tricycle and planned to go to the department store first.
It is not appropriate to buy the gifts for returning to the parents' home in Qiaojia Village or the nearby towns. Since that is not the case, why not just buy them in Beijing?
After Song Ning was severely "bullied" by Qiao Bo, her lips became more and more rosy and beautiful, and she looked extremely charming.
I was sitting on a human-powered tricycle with great interest, my eyes kept looking at the scenery of the old capital, I was so busy!
It was already past five in the afternoon, but the sky was still bright and there were many people on the street.
This time might just be the time when people get off work, and the men and women in beautiful clothes riding bicycles form a sea of color.
The people all had smiles on their faces, and when they met someone they knew, they greeted loudly in the old Beijing dialect.
Infected by the atmosphere of this era, Song Ning couldn't help but smile.
"Like the old capital?"
Qiao Bo's arms were firmly around Song Ning's slender waist. Looking at the smile on Song Ning's face, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is particularly eye-catching, as can be seen from the people who keep looking back.
"Um!"
Song Ning nodded without thinking, "It feels very down-to-earth..."
The smile on Qiao Bo's face deepened. "My unit is located near the old capital. Once your application to accompany the army is approved, you can come and live here."
"Our compound has a direct bus to the old capital, with two buses a day, in the morning and afternoon."
"Really? Can I join the army?"
Song Ning's eyebrows were all painted with smiles. She was worried about what would happen to her Qiao Village after Qiao Bo died!
It turns out that I can still follow the army!
Qiao Bo looked at Song Ning and nodded gently. With his qualifications, there was no problem for Song Ning to join the army.
However, the staff quarters at my current workplace are currently very short, and I don’t know when a vacant house will be available.
"I wonder if there's any house for sale around here?"
Song Ning looked at the famous alleys and courtyards in Houhai with shining eyes. They were so charming!
"Selling the house? Of course not!"
Before Qiao Bo could answer, the old Beijinger riding a tricycle in front of him started talking.
"There are not enough houses for every household now, so how can we sell them?"
"Don't be fooled by how impressive those alleys look, but I'm telling you... they're incredibly crowded!"
"There's nothing wrong with squeezing three people into a tiny room!"
"Old Li, who lives next door to me, is now worried about finding a house!"
"My youngest son is getting married, and my eldest is having a baby. The house is filled with beds, leaving no room to step..."
"The courtyard of the Siheyuan is unbearable even now..."
"The yard is full of small sheds. I can't even find a place to go to the toilet in the middle of the night..."
The uncle on the tricycle was very talkative. He took them to the department store steadily without stopping to talk.
Song Ning listened with great interest, and occasionally played the role of a supporting actor, which made the uncle more eager to talk.
Qiao Bo had never seen Song Ning like this before. His eyes were fixed on her and he didn't dare to blink.
"We're at the department store! Hello! Welcome to see me next time! Bye!"
Qiao Bo paid the money, and the uncle threw the tricycle over his shoulder and pushed hard with his feet, and the tricycle slid into the torrent of bicycles.
This time, Song Ning was determined not to let Qiao Bo carry her on his back. She took Qiao Bo's arm and wanted to slowly stroll around the 70s department store.
The old capital city is worthy of being the capital of the country. The people here are dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, just like what was recorded in a DVD player in the past.
Ever since the spring breeze of reform blew across the country, people have suddenly unleashed an immense enthusiasm for shopping.
Although it was already time to get off work, the department store was still packed with people.
There is a glass counter at the entrance of the department store, which is filled with various exquisite watches that conform to modern aesthetics.
Song Ning's shopping desire was also aroused. She excitedly pulled Qiao Bo to choose a watch for him.
As for their original purpose of going to the department store, does it matter?
"I don't need a watch, but I should buy you one..."
Qiao Bo looked at the exquisite ladies' watches in the glass counter and felt a little moved.
"Ningning..."
Song Ning thought the voice sounded familiar and quickly turned around to see that it was Song's mother.
"mom…"
Song Ning was surprised when she blurted out "Mom".
"Aunt Song..."
Qiao Bo quickly let go of Song Ning's hand and stood still.
"It's really you, Ningning!"
Fu Xinyi excitedly pulled Song Ning's hand and kept looking at her, "You've gotten darker... You've gotten thinner..."
"Why don't you and Qiao Bo go home?"
Fu Xinyi knew she had spoken out of turn after she finished speaking. No matter how a mother felt about her daughter suffering for other families, she couldn't say it in front of them!
Fu Xinyi put on a smile and turned to look at Qiao Bo, "Are you Aunt Song again?"
"We're all family now, it's time to change your tune! Are you still waiting for my red envelope?"
Fu Xinyi glanced at Qiao Bo teasingly.
"mom…"
Qiao Bo smiled embarrassedly, and followed Song Ning in saying "Mom".
"Mom, Qiao Bo and I are just about to go back, so we came here to buy some things first!"
After the first "㳍" sound came out, the rest went much smoother. Song Ning affectionately held Fu Xinyi's arm.
"mom…"
A girl with a bun and wearing a plain long dress ran towards Fu Xinyi.
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