Chapter 37： 37th

Su Jiao was happy with a sudden cooperation. www.sto123.cc

Immediately there will be a big entry, Su Jiao Jia is more generous, directly pulling the future collaborators, Ji Xuan children go home to eat together, and help to cook by the way.

Ji Xuan did not return the money to her first, but gave the exchanged money to the villagers who had previously lent her.

The money returned, and her waist was straightened a lot.

Song Qinghan has never commented on the family's affairs, and Su Jiaojia listened to what he wanted to do, so she invited her, and Song Qinghan laid down his hands, picking the water, washing everything, except for... because at first glance When I didn't recognize the counter spin, my eyes were cold. Some were stiff, others were fine.

Before cooking, Su Jiaojia let Ji Xuan (dry gan) clean his face, as she thought, she was a beautiful man with flowers. If she wore a black (color) orange collar around her neck, it would become dark It's a small (milk Nai) dog, but it's pretty.

As a result, she couldn't see any more femininity.

After lowering the sound, there was no flaw at all.

I didn't eat anything very good at noon, just a little (meat rou) and duck eggs, and two braised fish, the rice was white rice.

This is already a good thing for Ji Xuan.

Since coming here, she has never had any good food. Only at her birthday, Grandpa will secretly give her an egg, and she doesn't know where she got it every time.

For this lunch, Ji Xuan didn't feel at ease to eat. Even if Su Jiao asked her to send her grandfather first, she still felt that she had a stomachache, not bad, but something too expensive, and she was guilty.

Acupuncture Su Jiao Jiao once again served her vegetables, Ji Xuan quickly took the bowl and pulled back, shouting: "Sister, enough, I don't have enough food."

"It's not much, you don't want to pinch (meat rou) yourself, only I come." Su Jiao Jiao smiled lightly.

Ji Xuan pursed his lips and nodded vigorously: "I clipped (meat rou)." To show that, she immediately clipped a piece (meat rou).

Sujiao Jiao let her go, but after a while, she quickly chopped rice, focusing on green vegetables and fish.

Even so, she feels satisfied. The food is delicious, even better than what she ate at home when she was a child. It is also the most oily thing she has eaten in recent years. Even ordinary vegetables have a layer Oily.

After eating in a hurry, Ji Xuan put down the chopsticks and carried the bowl to the kitchen. This was a bit cautious and said: "Sister, I will go back first."

"Go." Su Jiao Jiao saw that she was embarrassed to stay here, and she didn't make any effort (强qiang).

When someone left, she looked at Song Qinghan and said with a smile: "When she was facing me, she was like a little *white* rabbit. She was clever and clever, but I saw that she had dealt with someone before (Mo) , That's pretty powerful."

Song Qinghan nodded uninterestedly: "You helped her, this is normal."

Su Jiao's dissatisfied grunt, kicked his leg under the table and whispered, "I want to cooperate with her in business, you can't object."

"No objection." Song Qinghan rubbed her head with her left hand, with a smile in her eyes: "Be careful, don't be too frequent, it's important to save your life."

"Huh." Su Jiao nodded obediently, with a smile of bad intention on Qiao's face: "Qing Han, you have a lot of hair growth."

"Huh?" Song Qinghan looked at Jiao Jiao, waiting for her next sentence.

His hair was naturally long. He was still thinking about taking the time to cut the hair in the town two days ago, and he was used to the size of the hair. At this time, the hairstyle was a little weird, but it also added a little gentleness to him, like the sharp edge was covered by the hairstyle. Part.

Su Jiao reached out with his small hand and took his hand, coquettishly said: "After eating, shall I cut your hair?"

"Good." Song Qinghan calmly responded.

Su Jiao is happy, this task is really simple!

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When he left the courtyard door, Ji Xuan couldn't help but glance back. A simple little yard, the door of the hall was opened, and he could see a pair of men and women inside.

Ji Xuan smiled and walked briskly to the bullpen.

The environment of the bullpen is very poor, with only a small window and dark light.

Every time he came here, Ji Xuan felt like he couldn't breathe, but Grandpa was here, she couldn't leave.

This time when I entered this room, I seldom smelled a hint of rice.

Ji Xuan smiled a bit more on his face: "Grandpa, is the food prepared by Sister Jiao delicious?"

Ji Changfeng, who was as old as a seventy to eighty year old, heard that he was a granddaughter, subconsciously softening his face (color), and said in a dumb voice: "You child wants something from others, how can you pay it back in the future."

After talking about seeing the granddaughter's hairstyle and face, Ji Changfeng froze for a while, and was surprised: "How did you cut your hair?! How to do like a boy!"

"Yeah, I won't be afraid in the future, I am a boy, and no one will bully me anymore." Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows proudly, and acted with carelessness. He sat on the haystack and really followed the boy It's the same.

This looks like some old-fashioned Ji Changfeng's eyelids jumped straight, just had a meal, some shiny lips * petals moved, and wanted to say something.

But when I thought of my situation, my breath suddenly sighed, and I sighed: "You have grown up too, just make your own decision."

Ji Xuan smiled and looked at the bowl on the side. The bowl was quite big, but it was broken, there was a gap, and the food inside was finished.

Sister Jiao Jiao served her a lot of (meat rou) and rice, and drank the fish soup, even if she finished eating now, the air seemed to still have this smell.

She naturally took out the bowl to clean.

The fifteen-year-old (female nu), because of long-term poor nutrition, did not develop, (chest xiong) * in front of Ma Pingchuan, wearing that rough cloth with some ragged clothes and short hair, at first glance is a boy.

The woman in the village occasionally passed by and saw it, and was surprised: "Where is this boy? It's quite spiritual."

Ji Xuan became more calm.

After washing the dishes, when she turned back, she looked at the direction of the mountain far away, where the trees were dense and the light couldn't penetrate. It seemed very gloomy. Ordinary people wandered around the foot of the mountain at most and never dared to go deep.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a little anticipation and ambition.

In addition to chestnuts, there are too many good things here, all of which can be exchanged for money...

...

Su Jiao Jiao knows that his hair cutting technique is not good, so he plans to first salute the soldiers and let Song Qinghan feel embarrassed when he sees the results.

After eating, she used the hot water in the back pot to wait for him to wash her hair.

It's a pity that the imagination is beautiful, but in fact it is very skinny.

There is no barber's lounge chair, and it is inconvenient to wash hair while lying down. Su Jiao tried several times and failed to cover Song Qinghan's entire head with water.

Watching the big man lying on the bench with pity, struggling to stabilize her head without any backing, and her hairy feet wet the water with his clothes, and finally did not wash half of it, and also took his neck The green bars everywhere are forced out.

She finally felt a little guilty and said, "Shall you come by yourself?"

Song Qinghan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately sat up (shen): "I'm coming."

He really wanted to let Jiaojiao play, but he didn't expect this posture to be really uncomfortable.

Su Jiao stood guilty and looked aside.

He was very easy to wash his own hair. He bent directly and used his big hand to apply the shampoo to his head twice, and then added a little water to get a lather. Then he washed his hair and drenched it. The movement was quick and decisive. , Only two minutes before and after.

After Song Qinghan finished washing his hair, wiped it with a towel until it did not drip, Su Jiao Jiao found a relatively smooth clothes to surround him, only (exposed) out of his head, began to cut his hair.

He used to be an inch, but now it's just a little longer, as long as it's cut to the length.

Su Jiao Jiao held the comb in one hand, and the other hand was empty, with a pretty face tight and ready to wait: "I started."

"Hmm." Song Qinghan sat side by side with his legs straight, his back straight, his hands on his knees, and his sitting posture was very upright.

After Su Jiao finished speaking, he leaked, but still stuck on his scalp.

"　Rub" with a slight sound, a hair cut, she tried harder and came again.

After a few seconds, Su Jiao looked silently at the obvious difference in height, and her heart was even more empty: [Red, I regret it. 】

She knew that cutting hair was really difficult!

[Owner, come on, think about mission rewards! Your hair is beautiful...] ​​The matchmaker system (milk Nai) sounds (milk Nai) to cheer her up.

Su Jiao Jiao blinked, and did not want to give up. They had already cut it, (dry gan) crisp, and it was a big deal to go to the barber shop and have someone fix it.

but……

She shouted sweetly: "Qinghan~"

Turning her back to her youth, there was no worry on her face, Wen Wen asked, "What's wrong?"

Sujiao Jiao lay on his shoulders, leaned over and pouted, "Ah,".

Song Qinghan was slightly stunned, and then smiled, just about to discuss some sweetness, he saw that the person had stood up (shen), ready to continue.

He lowered his eyes, feeling the temperature remaining on the lips of his lips, his eyes flashing.

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Daniel came over with a bowl of soup, and the soup was boiled at home. He came over and gave Song Qinghan a bowl with two pieces of meat (rou rou), which is a good thing. come out.

Daniu came over happily, but when he approached Song Qinghan's courtyard, he saw a scene that made his teeth sore from afar.

I saw that the whole team recognized the wives and little women as they were cutting Song Qinghan's hair, but this fierce was quite soft today, with a serious face and a tight lip and tight lips, and his eyes were more serious, and he looked a little nervous , As if doing something big-but the hair was cut like a dog's bite, it was terrible.

Looking at the person whose hair was cut, it was calm. A handsome face was as quiet as water, but because of the small, nervous look of the girl behind him, he slowly (hooked) a faint smile, letting the slightly indifferent eyebrows. Soften down.

Between these two people, there seems to be a strange atmosphere that makes people (insert cha) not enter.

Daniel stood there hesitantly, and the always carefree person suddenly felt embarrassed to get in and disturb.

At this time, Song Qinghan, who had his hair cut, had already seen him, and his hand on his leg waved without trace, apparently did not want him to come in to disturb them.

Daniel shook his head rather unpleasantly, Song Qinghan really had a wife and forgot his brother!

He curled his lips and turned to leave. He was bored with this (meat rou) soup, but his thoughts were still in the scene he had just seen, and suddenly there was an envy from the bottom of his heart.

He always felt that Su Jiao was not worthy of Qing Han brother, Song Qing Han was so powerful, so righteous, what is Su Jiao Jiao?

She is a fierce woman, saying that shrews are not enough.

But at this time, Daniel felt that these two... quite decent.

...

The yard was quiet, and at this point everyone ate lunch and took a break, and nobody disturbed them.

Su Jiao Jiao concentrated on that hair, so focused that no one had come, and was knocked away by her husband when he was about to knock on the door.

If you want to score, this is the degree of seriousness, even if it is not cut well, you can give it a score.

For half an hour, she turned around Song Qinghan several times, and finally finished cutting her hair (Qiang Qiang). After confirming the completion of the task, she couldn't bear to look straight at her and moved her eyes from his hair to his eyes, some (meat) rou)(肉rou)'s small face smiled at him and said softly:

"Qinghan, that... I will go to town with you tomorrow and repair it again."

Song Qinghan felt a little sad when she heard the words, frowning, hesitatingly said: "... really ugly?"

Su Jiao swallowed her saliva and squatted slightly. He was tall, and even sitting, she was at the position of her (chest xiong) mouth. She bent down and squatted. Looking again, she could not see the top of her head, just that The face, and some irregular hair in front, is actually okay.

She opened her eyes and said nonsense: "No, you look good, this hairstyle can also be."

Song Qinghan looked at her suspiciously: "Really?"

Su Jiao covered her face and wailed: "...Fake."

Just like the dog gnawed, if this face looks really good, it looks absolutely ugly so dad doesn't know it.

Song Qinghan stopped talking and was silent.

His eyes were drooping, and he didn't speak. There was a depression in the whole body. Looking at the pitiful, Su Jiao was guilty, and he cut his belly. Want to run.

Seeing is invisible!

Just turning around, her wrist was pulled. She took two steps back and sat directly on Song Qinghan.

In the enemy camp, Su Jiao's momentum is weaker, and he guiltily holds his face and apologizes: "...I'm sorry, I will accompany you to the town to cut your hair tomorrow, and I won't harm you in the future."

The lost look on the face of the youth she looked at was distressing, making her more embarrassed, and she wanted to fan the red butt.

Of course, she is also unable to withstand the temptation of the task reward, deserve it!

Song Qinghan saw her pretty face wrinkled into a bitter gourd face, and she smiled with her heart, pursed her lips, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "It seems that the eyes are a little uncomfortable, is there any hair falling into it?"

"Ah? Let me see." Su Jiao Jiao immediately opened his eyes to check.

Suddenly a hand appeared in the back of her head, and then a force—the lips were bitten...

For a long time, the low voice of the wolf twirling on her lips seemed to shock her: "It's okay to continue the scourge, as long as you compensate me~"

Su Jiao Jiao: "..."

As a maternal single, Su Jiao is actually a particularly incomprehensible woman. If someone says so before crossing, she must shake the goose bumps on her body.

But at this moment.

Su Jiao looked at the eyes that seemed to have a little bit of yu meaning, their eyes were very close, their breaths were intertwined, their lips and teeth were close, and (暧ai) was extremely ambiguous.

Hearing this sentence again, Su Jiao Jiao only felt that a small heart "bang!" directly exploded the flower in the (chest xiong) cavity, and shocked her without any trace of strength, only leaning softly on his arms in.

Her legs were stretched out because of insufficient length, her toes were curled up shyly, and a small white face turned into a tomato.

Finished~

She feels that she has fallen completely! ! !