Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Zhong Jiamu walked in front without looking back: "Send it back."

"Oh." He lowered his head and looked at the watch: "It's actually past three o'clock?!" It took more than two hours.

Zhong Jiamu was annoyed: "It's already fast from the train station to Hebei Road."

Xi Changchang muttered: "I have to go to work tomorrow, and I can't sleep well." He strongly accused Zhong Jiamu: "You just asked me to get off the car first! I can still sleep for four or five hours."

Zhong Jiamu looked back at her and said in a rogue tone: "If I say no, I won't. Anyway, you can only stay with me."

Xi Changchang looked at him strangely for a long time, and finally realized: "Oh..." he said in a long voice: "I said, it turns out that I am afraid that I will come back by car at night. I also wonder why every time I get off the night shift, it happens

I caught up with you to buy midnight snacks." He leaned over mischievously and asked, "Are you afraid to walk back by yourself, so you wait for me at the entrance of the alley every day?"

Zhong Jiamu settled for a moment, looked at her with an incredulous expression for a long time, and finally shook his head and started walking forward in silence.

Xi Changchang immediately chased after him: "That..."

Zhong Jiamu glanced back at her: "What?"

"How about you invite me to dinner when I get off work? I'm lazy today..."

Zhong Jiamu shook his head again and continued walking forward. He stopped for a while and said, "It depends on my mood."

"..."

There was a ray of sunshine in the afternoon.

It was finally time to get off work. Xi Changchang walked to the door and saw Zhong Jiamu and Yang Qiang standing by the door from a distance. Not only her, almost everyone who walked through the door was looking over there. It's no wonder.

, the pair of them really had nothing to say in terms of appearance or temperament. Zhong Jiamu turned his back to her, lowered his head and said something to Yang Qiang. Yang Qiang's brows furrowed slightly, and Xi Changchang unconsciously thought of

I was the light bulb, and I was even more frightened.

She moved her feet back slowly, hoping that she could retreat into the company without anyone noticing.

Unfortunately, she didn't follow her wishes. Yang Qiang saw her in an instant when her long hair was slightly swaying, and smiled at her.

Even though they were both women, Xi Changchang's bones were still numb for an instant, showing its huge lethality. Based on her hatred of Americans, Xi Changchang's desire to escape from the scene became even stronger.

Zhong Jiamu turned his head and followed Yang Qiang's gaze and saw her. He nodded to her. He had to go if he didn't go. Xi Changchang moved forward step by step, feeling very heavy.

At that time, Zhong Jiamu was standing on the left and Yang Qiang was standing on the right. Facing the two of them who were so idolized, Xi Changchang felt ashamed unconsciously. In addition, he felt guilty for ruining their intimate outing today, so he bowed his head.

Standing in the middle was Xiao Nao, completely reduced to the background of the Gray Master in an idol drama featuring handsome men and beautiful women.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her and frowned unconsciously: "Why so slow?"

Before Xi Changchang could answer, Yang Qiang glanced at Zhong Jiamu: "Why are you talking to your sister-in-law like this?" Then she turned her head and smiled at Xi Changchang: "Zhong Jiamu has always been like this, don't take it to heart.

superior."

But why should Yang Qiang apologize for Zhong Jiamu? Xi Changchang felt a little uncomfortable.

Yang Qiang smiled and pulled Zhong Jiamu, urging: "Why don't you apologize to Xi Changchang!"

Xi Changchang raised his head and glanced at Zhong Jiamu. Although he frowned, he showed no resistance to Yang Qiang's actions. When did Zhong Jiamu become someone who others could pull and order at will?

!The sour water in Xi Changchang's heart began to bubble.

Fortunately, before Xi Changchang's sour water began to sink, Zhong Jiamu looked at his watch, turned around and told Yang Qiang: "Go back first, wait for the things to come, and remember to call me." Then he said to Xi Changchang

Head: "Let's go."

Xi Changchang adhered to his usual tradition and walked forward behind Zhong Jiamu, when he heard Yang Qiang scolding behind him: "Zhong Jiamu, I'm helping you so much, but you don't want to treat me to a meal?"

Zhong Jiamu didn't say anything, didn't even stop, and continued walking forward unhurriedly.

Xi Changchang walked a few steps and couldn't help but look back and saw Miss Yang standing there, looking at Zhong Jiamu's back with itching teeth.

Even though it was Zhong Jiamu who was so rude, Xi Changchang still felt kind of relieved.

Waiting to sit in the bright restaurant, Xi Changchang was still a little excited. Until Zhong Jiamu put a box full of buffets in front of her, Xi Changchang lowered his head and took a look, well, it seems that they are all his usual favorites

The food I ate. Thinking about it these days, I still can’t remember the food my male idol doesn’t eat. I can’t help but admire: “Zhong Jiamu, you have such a good memory.”

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyebrows to express inquiry.

Xi Changchang pointed to the dozen or so dishes on the buffet box and expressed admiration: "You actually remember so many of my favorite dishes."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her and said in a tone of fear of trouble: "Who would have nothing to do to memorize these things? I just typed them casually."

How could he be so precise in hitting anything, just to avoid her being a famous picky eater? Xi Changchang had bright eyes and was very impressed.

Zhong Jiamu looked at Xi Changchang who looked incredulous in front of him and raised his voice slightly: "Are you going to eat or not?"

"Eat, of course!" Xi Changchang immediately lowered his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

After a moment, with his mouth full of food, a chaotic female voice sounded: "Zhong Jiamu, why is your face red?"

"No." Zhong Jiamu glanced at her sideways.

"It's obviously there." Xi Changchang pointed out with sharp eyes.

"You are wrong!" Zhong Jiamu said firmly.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at him, and Xi Changchang immediately lowered his head and continued to peck at the rice. Finally after finishing the meal, Xi Changchang held up his bulging belly and picked up the napkin on the side to wipe his mouth. Suddenly, he accidentally saw a man in a suit and leather shoes opposite him.

The man looked at her with a smile, and when she looked over, he picked up the wine glass in his hand and made a toast gesture from afar.

Could it be an affair? Xi Changchang's face turned red all of a sudden. The napkin that was originally placed in his hand to rub his mouth also pretended to be gently touched and put down. His eyes peeked over and saw that the man was still looking at him. For the first time in his life

Xi Changchang began to feel restless during the so-called romantic encounter.

She leaned forward and whispered to Zhong Jiamu: "Zhong Jiamu, there is someone over there looking at me.

Zhong Jiamu was stunned for a moment, then turned back and glanced in the direction of that person.

Xi Changchang, who has zero relationship history, continued to consult: "What should I do now?"

"What should I do?" Zhong Jiamu also picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then raised his hand: "The waiter paid."

Ga, that's it? Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu who looked as if nothing had happened. Although she didn't expect to have any development with this person, the first love encounter in her life should not end so hastily.

Right. The woman's vanity suddenly hit the bottom, and her face drooped.

Zhong Jiamu gave her a cold look: "What? Can't bear to leave?"

Xi Changchang cried sadly, but still bowed his head under the power: "No."

Zhong Jiamu snorted, not sure whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

At this time, the waiter came over with a friendly smile on his face: "Hello, madam, sir, the gentleman has already settled your bill for you."

Following the gesture of her hand, Xi Changchang saw the man dressed as an elite and greeted her with a smile. This time, he couldn't hide anymore, so Xi Changchang also gave her a polite but stiff smile.

Zhong Jiamu's face suddenly turned foul. He took out a red ticket from his wallet and handed it to the waiter: "We don't need it." He stood up, picked up their coats, and gave Xi Changchang a cold look: "

Walk."

He walked so fast that Xi Changchang almost jogged all the way.

Xi Changchang glanced at Zhong Jiamu, who was walking swiftly in front of him, and felt very sad. His brother-in-law seemed to have reached early menopause, and he was so moody. What made people even more angry was that he was chasing after him with his two short legs.

She was basically trying to catch up in two steps and three steps, and she was basically bullying herself at a lower altitude in broad daylight. Think about it today, Zhong Jiamu still had a poker face when facing Yang Qiang, but he allowed the beautiful woman to tug and point her finger in the east.

Xi. She entertained him with delicious food and drinks, but she was reduced to a little guy who tried to please everyone.

The more Xi Changchang thought about it, the angrier and angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. His steps became slower and slower, and finally he simply crawled like a snail.

Climbing and crawling, crawling and crawling, I suddenly looked up and found that Zhong Jiamu was no longer in front of me. Not far ahead was a bustling square. On the large screen were pictures of popular star concerts. Most of them were below.

Young men and women all have the kind of wanton smiles on their faces that belong to young people.

Xi Changchang suddenly felt weak and turned around to sit on the steps nearby.

Pairs of shoes passed by in front of her, fashionable boots, shiny leather shoes, fashionable boots, shiny leather shoes... A pair of shoes stopped in front of her, could it be Zhong Jiamu? She looked up with expectation and saw a picture

With a wrinkled face and two ten-yuan bills in his trembling hands, Xi Changchang was a little stupid and took them in a daze. The old lady looked kind and sympathetic: "Little girl, go buy something to eat.

It’s such a cold day.”

He dared to think of her as a beggar, and Xi Changchang drew a black line on his face.

She quickly stood up and returned the money to others, not daring to sit around and feel sad again. She stood up and patted the dust on her body, and when she looked up, she saw Zhong Jiamu looking at her with a funny face not far away.

Xi Changchang's face became even hotter, she glared at him, ignored him, turned around and walked forward angrily.

Zhong Jiamu came over and asked seriously, but with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his tone: "Congratulations, I found another part-time job."

Xi Changchang glared at him and couldn't help but laugh when he remembered just now. He laughed for a while. After laughing for a while, he remembered that he was angry with Zhong Jiamu, so he immediately lowered his face and continued to walk forward angrily.

Zhong Jiamu was a little funny. He followed her and reminded: "I have already called a car and parked it over there."

It was getting late, the night breeze was cool, and there was still a long way to go before the next bus, so taking a taxi was naturally the best choice. Xi Changchang suddenly became stubborn and walked forward without looking back: "I don't want to take the bus."

.”

Zhong Jiamu was a little surprised by her sudden stubbornness and raised his eyebrows: "You want to walk back?"

Separated by two districts, one in the northwest corner and one in the southwest corner, the choice is self-evident. Xi Changchang showed his strength at the wrong time: "I just like walking, can't I?"

"Yes, of course." Zhong Jiamu was a rare follower of good deeds.

So, Xi Changchang, who was sulking for the first time, kept walking for half an hour in the cold wind. She had not yet crossed the noisy square. Along the way, some girls kept looking behind her, and she knew it without thinking.

, that was Zhong Jiamu who had been following him unhurriedly.

With so many people, such a long road, and such a cold wind, Xi Changchang began to feel annoyed at how she had suffered. Wouldn't it be a bit useless to lower her head now? She secretly glanced back at Zhong Jiamu. His hands were unintentionally inserted.

In his pocket, he was accustomed to the obvious or peeking glances from the girls around him, and his face still had a nonchalant expression.

This carelessness irritated Xi Changchang again. Could it be that he was sure that he would raise the white flag first? Xi Changchang retracted his head and continued to move forward.

Suddenly, a person rushed over from in front of her and knocked her to the ground. She instinctively reached out and pressed her hand on the ground. Her skin, which was brittle from the winter cold, scratched several blood marks on the ground. After a while, she gritted her teeth in pain.

Grinning.

The person who bumped into her didn't apologize, and hurriedly pushed forward in the crowd, looking very anxious. Zhong Jiamu helped her up, looked down at the wound on her hand, pulled her face down, and raised her head.

I glanced at the place where the man was walking several times.

It was obvious that he was injured, but when he saw Zhong Jiamu with a frosty look on his face, Xi Changchang became the one who comforted him: "It's okay, I'll just buy a few band-aids later."

Zhong Jiamu's eyes still followed that person, and he only replied: "Well, there is a pharmacy over the square."

After saying that, he put his hand on Xi Changchang's arm and walked towards the pharmacy.

Xi Changchang's first tantrum ended with a few small cuts on his hands.

Xi Changchang was passively pulled away by Zhong Jiamu. He looked up at the expressionless Zhong Jiamu and felt inexplicably frightened. She had never seen Zhong Jiamu like this. Although he didn't show it, everything around him looked like

There is anger.

But think about it, even if he is angry now, he can only show his face at most, and he can't do anything to that person, so Xi Changchang will stop talking.

When he arrived at the drugstore, he not only bought a few band-aids, but Zhong Jiamu also picked up a small bottle of alcohol.

Xi Changchang retracted his hand unconsciously.

"Reach out." Zhong Jiamu ordered.

After glancing at the expressionless Zhong Jiamu, Xi Changchang opened his mouth and stretched out his hand, and finally struggled: "Can you not wipe it? In fact, it's not at all..."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her, and she immediately swallowed the word "necessary".

Under the bright fluorescent lamp of the drugstore, Xi Changchang's white and plump little hands had an inexplicable sheen of jade. Zhong Jiamu's hands were slightly sweaty, and he wiped them on his clothes without looking for traces before holding them.

There were fine gravels in the wound, and Zhong Jiamu carefully pulled them out bit by bit. His hair hung down, revealing his eyebrows. Xi Changchang had never tried to look at him so close. The young man's handsome face, but the corners of his eyes were slightly

Downward, with a naturally careless attitude. At this time, Xi Changchang was helping her clean the wound intently. Xi Changchang suddenly felt a little blushing and hot-tempered. He smiled dryly and tried to break the strange feeling: "Oh, are you so serious?"