Jiang Mingxin doesn't care about such views.
The more you despise her, the more she will not restrain herself.
Not only did she move her butt to get closer to Xing Haodong, she also deliberately took his arm and rested her head on his shoulder.
“It’s so hot.”
Xing Haodong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her nose.
You know it's hot, but you still lean on him. Won't both of you sweat?
But he didn't say anything, and he was reluctant to push her away. He just let her pass a little, bent down, took out the suitcase from underneath, unzipped a zipper on the surface of the suitcase, took out a fan from it, and handed it to Jiang Mingxin.
"Here, fan it."
Jiang Mingxin pursed her lips and said, "I don't want my arm to hurt if you slap me."
Xing Haodong didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He picked up the fan and waved it towards her, and asked her if the wind was strong.
She spoiled him so much that it made the woman holding the child even angrier.
Suddenly, the baby in her arms started crying, and the woman hurriedly stood up to comfort him.
"What's wrong with you? You can't even take care of a child!"
"Hurry up and tell him to shut up and stop disturbing the other guests!"
Her husband put down the newspaper and scolded her seriously, but did not intend to help.
Although Jiang Mingxin didn't like this woman, he hated the man on the upper bunk even more.
"Hey, big brother, you are my eldest sister's husband, right? The child was crying, and instead of offering to comfort her, you scolded her. Is the child that easy to take care of? If he can just shut up, what's the point of having parents?"
"It's really easy to talk while lying down. Try holding a child for a while and you'll know how tiring it is to coax a child!"
Hearing her words, the woman was stunned.
Ever since she became a mother, everyone told her that raising the child was her sole responsibility.
Even her own mother never said a word to help her.
But taking care of children is really tiring!
This time when she went on a long trip, she couldn't straighten her back because she had been holding the baby for a long time.
Unfortunately, her husband is a hands-off boss who doesn't even want to go out to get his own meals and wants her to carry the child with her.
Although this beautiful stranger was not serious, she actually spoke up for her. She couldn't explain how she felt.
Xing Haodong glanced at the opposite side and frowned.
"We don't think the baby is noisy, but it's really hard for my eldest sister to hold the baby alone. If you have more mobility, why don't you come down and help?"
Jiang Mingxin couldn't help laughing.
Or maybe she has a good eye for choosing men, she has a lively eye and never makes her tired.
The other party finally couldn't bear it anymore and climbed down from the upper bunk.
The woman handed the baby in her arms to him and finally straightened her back.
She looked at Jiang Mingxin with gratitude, and the contempt and disdain in her eyes instantly decreased by more than half.
Unfortunately, her husband was useless, and the baby cried even harder in his arms.
There was no other choice, so the woman could only take the baby back, and when the baby stopped crying, she handed the baby to her husband to hold.
While their attention was on the child, Xing Haodong turned around and said to Jiang Mingxin, "Are you tired? Why don't you lie down for a while and put your legs behind me."
Jiang Mingxin was indeed a little tired. In order to look beautiful, she wore a pair of pointed leather shoes today.
Although these shoes are still quite fashionable in this era, the leather surface is very hard and not very comfortable to wear. She had just walked for a long distance and her feet were already sore.
Hearing him say that, she immediately took off her shoes, but did not lie down immediately. Instead, she wrinkled her nose and whispered in his ear: "It's very hot like this."
Xing Haodong had no choice but to take out a straw mat from the suitcase, folded it in half, and put it on her bed.
This is indeed much cooler.
There's no way, trains these days don't have air conditioning.
Since everyone is hot, all we can do is open the windows wider and fan ourselves more.
Jiang Mingxin touched the straw mat and felt it was okay, so she moved to the innermost part of the lower bunk and lay down, putting her legs in the gap behind Xing Haodong, just touching his lower back.
As soon as Xing Hao moved, he felt warmth on his lower back. He unbuttoned the top buttons of his short-sleeved shirt twice and kept sitting in this position for more than an hour without changing his posture, keeping his back straight.
Like a police dog, he kept an eye on the movements around him. Only when he felt there was nothing wrong would he turn his head to look at Jiang Mingxin.
Jiang Mingxin was extremely bored, and would secretly scratch his waist with her toes from time to time.
At first, Xing Haodong could sit there seriously, and didn't say a word even though she tickled him. But later, he probably couldn't stand it anymore, and he couldn't help but turn around and glare at her a few times. Then he secretly reached his left hand behind his back, pinched her big toe, and quietly tickled the sole of her foot.
Jiang Mingxin couldn't help laughing and quickly covered his mouth.
Her face was flushed and she felt inexplicably ashamed.
"Are you still making trouble?" Xing Haodong asked her with a cold face using lip language.
Jiang Mingxin shook his head, quickly turned over, turned his back to the outside, faced the wall and closed his eyes.
I fell asleep without realizing it.
At noon, Xing Haodong called her to get up and eat.
Jiang Mingxin looked at the lunch box he had ordered, smelled it, and felt a little reluctant to eat it.
The conditions in the car are like this, if she doesn't eat, she will go hungry.
Jiang Mingxin could only eat a few bites. In order to encourage her to eat more, Xing Haodong took out a can of oranges and said that she had to eat half of the meal before she could eat the canned oranges.
That's how I coaxed her into eating more.
The woman opposite was becoming more and more envious the more she looked at him.
If her husband could be half as good to Jiang Mingxin as Xing Haodong is to her, she would be content.
After lunch, Jiang Mingxin felt bored again. After playing with Xing Haodong's belt for a while, he suggested playing cards.
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