Chapter 14 Afraid of pricking your hand

Style: Girl Author: Luo ZiliWords: 2285Update Time: 24/01/12 02:54:14
After hearing her words, Song Yuzhou's pupils opened, her face reflected in his eyes.

The word "good" was about to come to her lips, but she swallowed it back.

"Go and get the certificate in two days." Song Yuzhou said.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiling was stunned for two seconds: "Why, Comrade Yu Zhou regrets it?"

Song Yuzhou shook his head and denied it, and honestly said what he was thinking: "I just don't want you to regret it."

That day in the cave, he accidentally saw her body. She laughed and said that when she asked him to take responsibility, it was true that he was willing to take responsibility.

It's just that his situation is unique. There is a seven-year age difference between the two, plus he has three children to support.

These are all things he needs to consider.

Hearing his words, Jiang Zhiling chuckled: "Why, are you so unsure of your own charm?"

Song Yuzhou said nothing.

Before he brought his eldest brother's three children to be raised, there were still many girls who wanted to marry him.

Just knowing that the consequences of marrying him would be to raise three children, the girls all recoiled.

After all, no one wants to be a struggling stepmother.

"Okay, then we can only respect Comrade Yuzhou." Jiang Zhiling shook her long hair and turned around.

The long hair swept across his palm.

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Zhiling's wrist suddenly hurt and she let out a soft breath.

Song Yuzhou noticed something strange about her and immediately stepped forward: "What's wrong?"

While she was talking, Song Yuzhou had already grabbed her hand. Looking down, she saw obvious redness, swelling and bruises on her wrist.

"It should have been left behind during the fight just now." Jiang Zhining looked at him pitifully, "Comrade Yu Zhou, I feel pain."

Song Yuzhou frowned and said in a low voice, "I'm going to ask if there is medicinal wine."

With that said, Song Yuzhou walked out quickly.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Zhiling's eyes flashed with smile.

Although she didn't have much contact with him, based on the impression she had while reading and the contacts she had in the past few days, she believed that Song Yuzhou was a person worth entrusting her with for the rest of her life.

Therefore, she had to take him down as soon as possible.

Soon, Song Yuzhou came back with the medicinal wine, gently held her hand, sat down on the chair, and then helped him serve the medicinal wine.

His palm was very strong, and Jiang Zhiling screamed in pain: "It hurts, please be gentle."

"Bear it." Song Yuzhou said without any gentleness.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiling had no choice but to endure it. As the medicinal wine slowly penetrated into the wrist, the warm feeling and pain were not as strong as before.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Zhiling took a good look at the man in front of her.

When Song Yuzhou was carefully applying the medicine, his slender fingers suddenly fell on his chin.

Song Yuzhou paused, raised his eyes and stared at her.

The soft fingertips gently rubbed his chin, and the warm touch fell on the stubble.

"Comrade Yuzhou's beard seems to have grown a little longer, making him look a bit older and rougher." Jiang Zhining said jokingly.

Song Yuzhou looked at her: "Yes, a twenty-six-year-old man."

"But it doesn't affect your handsomeness. You are very masculine." Jiang Zhining pinched his chin teasingly and muttered, "It's just a bit prickly."

Song Yuzhou didn't make a sound, but his ears felt slightly hot. He lowered his eyes and continued to apply medicine to him.

Seeing his actions, Jiang Zhiling's eyes flashed with smile.

The next day, Jiang Zhiling woke up from her sleep. Last night, while she was sleeping, she went to the space to do farm work for a few hours.

Although the spiritual spring was there, Jiang Zhiling still felt deeply tired.

Because of this, I sleep late every day.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I walked out of the room when a clanging sound came. Jiang Zhiling raised her head curiously and saw Song Yuzhou repairing the roof on the roof not far away.

"Captain Song is really capable. He went to repair the roof early in the morning, and also helped your dad repair some broken furniture." Lin Chunmei smiled from ear to ear, "Zhi Ning, mom is cooking noodles today. Let’s eat it for you.”

Although her family was very poor, Lin Chunmei wanted to treat him as well as possible.

So yesterday morning, Shen Weilu was asked to take the vegetables grown at home to sell in the town, and use the money to buy some noodles and meat.

"Okay." Jiang Zhiling responded with a smile.

Lin Chunmei hurriedly went to work in the kitchen, while Jiang Zhiling looked at Song Yuzhou from a distance and smiled sweetly at him.

Song Yuzhou was stunned and almost missed his footing, but luckily he caught him in time.

When Jiang Zhiling saw this, the smile in her eyes deepened. Her comrade Yu Zhou seems to be very inexperienced in teasing.

Turning back to the house, Jiang Zhiling prepared to fill her stomach.

Seeing her leaving, Song Yuzhou covered his beating chest.

When he just saw Jiang Zhiling, his heart was beating fast.

Today she is wearing a beautiful cheongsam, and her graceful figure is fully displayed.

The long hair is scattered casually, adding a touch of laziness, and when she smiles charmingly, she looks even more charming.

The more he thought about it, the heat on his cheeks increased. Song Yuzhou quickly dismissed those charms and started working seriously.

Jiang Zhiling finished her breakfast and was about to go back to her room when she saw a bag of rice next to her.

"Mom, did you go buy rice?" Jiang Zhiling was surprised.

"No, Captain Song went to the market with your father to buy these early in the morning. He said you might not be used to sweet potatoes, so he bought so much rice and asked us to cook for you."

Jiang Zhiling was shocked when she heard this explanation. She didn't expect Song Yuzhou to be so considerate.

"He is really a treasured man, so considerate." Jiang Zhining said with a smile.

"Yes, Captain Song is not only capable, he became the deputy captain at a young age, and he is also a loving leader. In this regard, he is better than many men in our village. Although he is a bit older, Pampering people is the most important thing.”

Lin Chunmei said sincerely that in his opinion, nothing is more important than a husband knowing how to love his wife.

Jiang Zhiling hummed: "I know."

Jiang Zhiling returned to the room happily, feeling happy at the thought of finally being able to eat white rice.

There was a knock on the door. Jiang Zhiling raised her head and saw Song Yuzhou walking in: "I'm going to help in the fields later."

Jiang Zhiling stood up and looked at the man in front of her: "Is Comrade Yuzhou explaining the itinerary to me?"

Song Yuzhou hummed in affirmation.

Jiang Zhiling was about to speak when she suddenly noticed something and stepped forward.

Looking at his chin carefully, Jiang Zhiling was surprised: "Have you shaved off all the stubble?"

Song Yuzhou's beard was already a bit shabby, but now it is completely shaved, and his whole person looks much fresher.

"Um."

With her hands behind her back, Jiang Zhiling joked: "It turns out that Comrade Yu Zhou is also afraid of being said to look old."

Song Yuzhou denied: "I'm afraid you might prick your hand."

boom!

Jiang Zhiling only felt that her heart was hit hard, and electric current spread around her.

Looking at the serious-looking man in front of her, Jiang Zhiling felt the sincerity in his eyes, without a trace of lies.

"Then I have to verify it." Jiang Zhiling said with a smile, putting her slender arms on his shoulders.

When Song Yuzhou was puzzled, he saw Jiang Zhiling standing on her toes and leaning forward.

Under Song Yuzhou's shocked eyes, Jiang Zhiling's small nose touched his chin, rubbing it gently, and her warm breath sprayed on his skin.

As if it wasn't enough, Jiang Zhiling used his shoulder to rub her chin gently, saying in a soft and delicate voice, "I won't pierce him anymore."