Chapter 342

From the first day of the new year to the third day of the new year, Jiang Wu felt that she was living a pig like life.

Jin Zuo is guarding her.

They went to the supermarket to buy materials and cook in the kitchen together. When they finished eating, washing dishes, reading books, playing black games and lying in the same bed, she would be held tightly by him.

All comfortable life, let her forget about the chip.

Happiness was like a dose of narcotic opium, which made her unwilling to think of it or the fact that he would leave one day.

Although the dream will wake up one day, but now her dream is too heavy.

Twenty four hours a day, she cherishes every minute and every second. She just wants to indulge in his company and refuses to take a moment to think about the future and give up her sadness.

Jin Zuo seems to think the same way.

The only thing that makes Jiang Fu feel strange is that he bought a Polaroid in the supermarket. He wants to record every scene of these three days together.

I don't know how many negatives have been used, and the developed photos are piled up in the room.

……

The clock on the wall points to eleven o'clock, and Jiang song has already had an early rest.

Jiang Fu is still a thief in the kitchen because she wants to eat supper. She pesters Jin Zuo to cook a bowl of instant noodles for her.

Because there are many preservatives in instant noodles, Jin Zuo's character of turtle hair must be boiled twice before blanching. He cooked the soup noodles alive into mixed noodles.

The air conditioning in the living room is off, and it's cold.

She took the bowl to the upstairs room, smelling the fragrance and swallowing.

She had no time to clean up her room these two days when she was raised a pig. It was really a mess.

She managed to make a spare place on the small tea table and put the bowl down. She bent down to pick up the dirty clothes on the ground and threw them into the laundry basket outside the toilet.

"You go and have noodles. I'll do it."

Jin Zuo covers the door and stops her attempt to clean the room.

Jiang Wu was a little flattered, and her eyes were full of narrow smile. With a smile, she joked:

"what's the matter? Are you so good to me tonight? Cooking noodles for me and cleaning my room? If I knew that the prince of the Jin family would do these things, I'm afraid my eyes would fall out! "

Jin Zuo sneered and a brain burst on her forehead:

"I just don't think it tastes good. Don't talk nonsense and eat it quickly."

"Oh -"

JIANG Wu was in pain and sat on the sofa with her forehead and bowl in her arms.

Satisfied with a mouthful of incense, but the heart is still a little worried: this day to eat six or seven meals, she felt that the waist began to grow meat.

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish.

"Wow, so full, so satisfied!"

Touching his round belly, I don't know whether it was from eating or two dolls.

She sat down at her desk and sorted out the photos taken by Jin Zuo these three days, each of which was precious.

There's a picture of her wolfing down, a picture of her sleeping, a picture of her sitting in a shopping cart, pointing at the goods on the shelf

"My God, why did you get this one out?"

Jiang Wu from a thick stack of photos, turned out a enough to make her hit the wall.

When Jin left his head, he couldn't help laughing:

"this is a classic. I'll leave you a souvenir."

"Too much!"

Jiang Fu holds his forehead and scolds him in his heart.

Originally, she has been eating too much and not exercising these days, and she has some constipation. She has heard of a little trick, which is to step on a small bench at the foot when going to the toilet. This can facilitate the intestinal peristalsis, and can smoothly solve life's major events without taking the medicine for moistening the intestines and defecating.

But I couldn't find a small stool at home, but there was a spittoon jar.

She stepped on the spittoon crazily and forgot to close the door!

Jin Zuo came into the room and saw such a picture of the toilet. He immediately took a picture and laughed at her for half an hour!

At that time, I thought he would delete it, but I didn't expect it to come out

"I originally wanted to make a souvenir album. I pasted all these photos with funny words. These memories are my treasures. I will take them out from time to time in the future, but now it's only three days. When I save enough for a month, I'll pick and make them slowly. Anyway, I won't put this photo on it!"

Jiang Fu put all the photos on the desk away and hid them in the drawer.

The blank cowhide souvenir book has been quietly lying in the drawer, and the whole box of brushes, all kinds of beautiful and lovely little stickers are ready.

She didn't have this idea for a day or two. It happened that Jin Zuo bought Polaroid, which made it more convenient for her to implement.

"When you sleep, you can sleep with your classic! I don't care about you. "

Jiang Wu hurried to gargle, put on her pajamas, opened the quilt and climbed into bed.Pretending to be angry with her back to him, she slapped her pillow.

Jin left looked at the clock on the wall and felt the passing of time. His eyes were deep and restrained.

Lying on the bed, he tucked in the quilt for her, staring at her sleeping face, silent.

Jiang Wu was strange. How could Jin Zuo be strange? Why do you touch her hair all the time without talking or sleeping?

But it's easy to get sleepy after supper -

in addition, she's a pregnant woman, so pretending to sleep soon turns into real sleep, and when her brain sinks, she doesn't know anything.

In my sleep, I vaguely felt Jin Zuo's kiss on her forehead.

Then, he whispered in her ear again and again, and he said:

"I love you, Jiang Wu."