Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Xi Changchang called home and said that he and his classmates were singing karaoke outside and would not go home for dinner.

Not daring to get too close to home, Xi Changchang specially found a restaurant with relatively few acquaintances. As soon as the food was served, before he even moved his chopsticks, he heard a familiar soprano behind him: "Xi Changchang?!"

The person who was named felt his head swell when he heard the voice. He turned back stiffly and forced a smile to face the man and woman over there: "Xue Lin."

Xue Lin walked over with her male companion on her arm, her high heels squeaking on the ground.

Frankly speaking, Xue Lin is very good-looking, with bright eyes, white teeth, and a slender figure. There are many beauties in the world. Even if she is ordinary in appearance, if she wears makeup and bright clothes, she can still be considered outstanding. And Xue Lin, like Yang Xi,

They are all said to be blessed with beautiful facial features and a tall figure. But there is another important thing called temperament. With the same outstanding appearance and arrogant expression, Yang Xi makes people feel cool, while Xue Lin makes people feel pretentious.

In fact, this may be Xi Changchang's prejudice. After all, as a "good friend" who grew up together, it would be difficult if every time the opposite sex showed something strange to you, it would be summed up in her name the next day.

There are women who don't have this prejudice.

Xue Lin has already walked over: "Xiaoxiao, what a coincidence."

Saying hello to her, his eyes glanced at Zhong Jiamu. Perhaps it was an illusion, but Xi Changchang felt that at that moment, the smile on Xue Lin's face was almost tired.

Looking at Zhong Jiamu sitting there, he just glanced at Xue Lin, and then his eyelids drooped, without even saying hello. It was as if what he just saw was a table and a chair in this store.

There was no trace of emotion, let alone surprise. After taking one look, he began to concentrate on eating in an orderly manner, and it was outrageous that no one was around.

Unexpectedly, he had such a reaction, Xue Lin's smile froze on her face.

"Wooden theory"! Even though he was rude, Xi Changchang secretly felt pleased with himself, but on the surface he still pretended to be innocent and hypocritical: "Yes, what a coincidence."

Xue Lin was a little too affectionate: "I heard that you went to city x to be a teacher, why didn't you even call?" She was half-complaining, as if she had just seen Zhong Jiamu sitting next to her, and her voice was drawn out: "This

Is it your boyfriend?"

Xi Changchang secretly glanced at Zhong Jiamu and felt a little bit in a dilemma. If he answered "yes", based on the relationship between their two families, Xi's parents would know immediately. But if he said no, based on Zhong Jiamu's personality...

…

"No." Zhong Jiamu answered for her first.

Xi Changchang felt a little reassured, but also a little disappointed. He lowered his head and silently drank the tasteless tea in the shop.

"I am her husband." Zhong Jiamu's next words made Xi Changchang burst out.

Opening her eyes and looking at Zhong Jiamu who looked serious, Xi Changchang still felt sweet in her heart even though she knew clearly that what he said would cause endless trouble. Xue Lin, like Xi Changchang, looked at Zhong Jiamu like an alien.

Mu. Xi Changchang has a naturally round face and looks very young for her age, while Zhong Jiamu is cold and mature beyond his years, and they do seem to be a good match. But she has never heard of Xi Changchang's relationship.

Not to mention getting married, not to mention Xi Changchang is one year younger than her, and is only twenty-two this year, so getting married... is too early. Xue Lin murmured in her heart, but the answer seemed very natural.

Zhong Jiamu, who was originally determined, was a little shaken, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you married?"

"Not yet." Zhong Jiamu told the truth.

The sore bubbles in Xue Lin's heart calmed down a little, and she knew that although it is said that stupid people have stupid blessings, Xi Changchang's blessings for such a handsome guy are too great. Thinking of this, Xue Lin continued to smile.

flowery.

Zhong Jiamu concentrated on eating, without even raising his eyelids, and said in a flat voice: "But it's only a matter of time."

Xue Lin's face, which had just turned pale, turned a little green again...

Is this your boyfriend?

No, I am her husband.

Are you married?

Not yet, but it's only a matter of time.

A few words that were obviously very simple were broken off a few times by Zhong Jiamu being so indifferent.

Xi Changchang enjoyed five consecutive shots of beautiful women’s expressions that were comparable to face-changing for free.

Looking at the back of Xue Lin who left unhappily and found a reason to leave, Xi Changchang's tone was very sure: "You did it on purpose."

The person being accused raised his eyes and said, "You don't like her." His tone was very firm.

Xi Changchang answered quickly: "I didn't."

Zhongjia Mu Liangliang glanced at her. Although she didn't refute, the look in her eyes said everything.

The mask of hypocrisy was exposed, and Xi Changchang muttered unwillingly: "We grew up together, and you have only known me for a few days. Don't act like you know everything."

"Yes, you grew up together, and I have only known you for a few days." Mu Xianxian of the Zhong family repeated, but he sounded a little disapproving. As he spoke, he helped her fill up the tea, put down the teapot, and held it up with one hand.

He looked at her with a deliberately distressed expression on his face: "But what should I do? I just know."

He was half-joking like this. For some reason, Xi Changchang felt hot in his heart and his face started to burn again.

The blood circulation on her face has been too frequent in the past two days. Xi Changchang tried his best to control himself and continued to accuse her: "No matter what, you shouldn't play with her like this."

"How could I play tricks on her?" Zhong Jiamu raised his eyebrows: "What I said is all the truth."

On a summer afternoon, there were tiny dust particles flying in the light beam. It was dinner time, and there was some noise in the store. It was close to my ears but seemed to be separated by a layer of world, coming from far away. Maybe it was because I was afraid of the air conditioning.

Not enough, the three-leaf fan on the ceiling is still spinning.

He looked at her deeply, with a determined smile on his lips: "We want to get married."

The noise in the room seemed to disappear, and only his slow and deep voice could be heard: "We will definitely do it."

sweet

Since Zhong Jiamu refused to go back, the two of them had to find a place to stay after eating.

Fortunately, there were advertisements for renting houses everywhere on the bus stops, so I found them quickly after making a phone call.

It is two stops away from Xi Changchang's house. It has two bedrooms and one living room. There are several universities nearby. I think the landlord bought the house specifically for rent. The house is very new, but the decoration is very simple. There is only a long sofa in the living room.

There is only a small TV, a table, a wardrobe and a double bed in the bedroom.

The landlord showed them the house and paid them.

When we came out together, we saw a young couple hugging each other and walking over. The landlord explained: "They rented another room."

This kind of short-term monthly rent is usually rented by room.

Looking at the couple who greeted the landlord and continued to be affectionate as if no one else was around, Xi Changchang felt a little uncomfortable.

The landlord lowered his head to take out a large number of keys. He remembered that many people in the same house were dissatisfied with the noise of their co-tenants getting up and moving around when he was sleeping. He kindly explained: "They are students from a nearby university just like you, and their work and rest habits are similar. No need to

Worried about the noise."

-_-! It turned out that he was misunderstood. Xi Changchang was a little embarrassed and pulled Zhong Jiamu to ask him to explain.

Zhong Jiamu had a good understanding and said obediently: "That's good, we don't like to be disturbed."

Someone pinched his arm and hurt him. He realized his mistake and immediately corrected himself: "It was just when I was sleeping."

In fact, he is usually easy to get along with, because except when he is sleeping, others rarely disturb him.

After listening to his explanation, which became more and more serious, and seeing the ambiguous look in the landlord's eyes, Xi Changchang's face turned green...

But it didn't last long, Xi Changchang took Zhong Jiamu to the supermarket like an old mother.

Towels, shampoo, slippers... I tried to think of the time when my mother Xi took me shopping when I was in college.

Zhong Jiamu pushed the car behind and watched her stop in front of a row of cups again, holding several cups and carefully comparing the prices. She lowered her head and looked back and forth seriously, her brows slightly wrinkled because of the choice, and a few strands of hair

It slipped off her shoulders and cast a layer of shadow on her face. She lost weight, but her outline seemed to be rounder than before, as if she had a softer look.

He suddenly became a little distracted.

Xi Changchang looked back at him with two cups in his hand: "Zhong Jiamu, which one do you like?"

Looking at her troubled look, it seems that she likes both of them very much and doesn't know which one to choose.

"I use this." Zhong Jiamu took a cup and put it in the shopping cart: "You use this." He took another one. Then the problem was solved, he smiled: "Both of them are ours."

I bought a lot of things in the daily necessities section and a bigger pile in the non-staple food section.

Oops……

It was just after three o'clock in the afternoon when we returned, and the two of us were sitting cross-legged on the bed, eating snacks and watching TV.

In the first round, Zhong Jiamu was empty-handed, while Xi Changchang had a bag of potato chips in his hand.

On TV, Xiang Nan and Yang Xiaoyun just received their marriage certificate.

Seeing someone who kept grabbing potato chips with his claws without doing anything, Xi Changchang reluctantly pushed the potato chips into his hand, crawled over and took out a bag of corn sticks from the bag to eat.

In the second round, Zhong Jiamu had a bag of potato chips and Xi Changchang had a bag of corn strips.

On TV, Tong Dawei is dancing with Xia Lin in his arms.

Looking at Zhong Jiamu who was holding potato chips in his hand and grabbing the corn sticks with his claws, Xi Changchang finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Do you like corn sticks or potato chips?!"

Saying this in such a loud and angry voice is really a bit joyful.

But Zhong Jiamu’s behavior of grabbing potato chips when she eats them, and grabbing sweets when she eats them is really outrageous.

Xi Changchang’s Law No. 1: Novels and snacks are the only things that cannot be snatched away!

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyes and looked at her hand without any pain: "Corn sticks."

Xi Changchang was ordered to grab the potato chips from his hand, and stuffed his own into his hand.

When everything was ready, he put on a stern face like a spokesman's stern condemnation: "Don't rob me again!"

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyebrows without commenting.

Faced with the wolf claws that Zhong Jiamu had extended again after breaking his promise, Xi Changchang finally couldn't bear it anymore and finally broke out into a potato chip defense war.

Faced with the wolf claws that Zhong Jiamu had extended again after breaking his promise, Xi Changchang finally couldn't bear it anymore and finally broke out into a potato chip defense war.

The two of them were huddled together on the bed, and the snacks originally scattered on the bed fell down.

Finally, Zhong Jiamu finally pressed her under him and narrowed his eyes: "Give it to me?"

"No!" Xi Changchang was so powerful that he could not give in.

She was curled up there, her hair a little messy due to her actions just now, her face flushed, and she was breathing slightly. Her eyes seemed brighter, and she looked at him with a stubborn smile, and there seemed to be some mist in them.

He was stunned for a moment, then muttered vaguely: "Well, I don't want it anymore."

Feeling that his eyes were getting weirder and weirder, Xi Changchang realized belatedly, raised the shapeless bag of potato chips that he had grabbed, and tried hard to make amends: "You like to eat, can't I give it to you?"

"It's too late." Zhong Jiamu chuckled: "I found something more delicious."

The afternoon sun slanted in, reflecting the figures of a pair of people hugging each other on the bed.

There was still the sweet smell of strawberry cream on the corn sticks just now on her lips and tongue. She tasted it briefly but couldn't stop.

Xi Changchang felt dizzy, and only the soft touch on his lips was left. He only held Zhong Jiamu's caring shirt in front of him in his hand, and unconsciously squeezed it tightly. In this trance, he seemed to hear some sound.

Gradually it became clearer, and I slowly realized that it was Zhong Jiamu's cell phone that was ringing.

She parted her lips slightly and said in a breathy voice: "Mobile phone..."

Zhong Jiamu didn't even raise his head and muttered to her lips: "Don't worry about it."

Xi Changchang turned away and said, "You can't do this."

Zhong Jiamu was stunned before he understood the pun in her words. The ringing of the mobile phone had stopped, the black metal lay quietly on the table, and there were tiny dust particles flying in the sunlight beam. No one spoke, Xi Changchang

She was a little flustered. She knew his temperament, but she could only refuse so directly. After all, he was so young, not to mention the weight in her belly...

She had to do this, even if they were just intimate without any ambiguity, she had to prevent any possibility in advance.

For a long time, Zhong Jiamu didn't speak. She finally couldn't help turning her head to look at him. There was a trace of sadness in his dark eyes. He raised his hand slightly but hesitated and stopped there. After a long time, he said: "I'm sorry."

She had never seen his eyes look like this, full of apologies - in her impression, his eyes were always a little indifferent, towards others, even towards himself.

Slowly, she realized that he was apologizing for that night.

She secretly sighed. It turned out that he had misunderstood, and luckily he had misunderstood.

In fact, Xi Changchang could only come over every afternoon because he was afraid that Xi's parents would find out. In fact, there wasn't much going on when he came, and most of the time the two of them stayed in the room watching TV.

The bed had long been decorated by Xi Changchang with four large pillows, making it what she called a paradise. The two of them were leaning on the soft pillows, each holding a bag of snacks in their hands. He ate hers, and she ate his. This...

Naturally, this is a problem developed by Zhong Jiamu despite repeated admonishments. It is obviously a troublesome and strange behavior, but Zhong Jiamu calls it "sharing".

It's just that the quantity and quality of TV dramas nowadays are inversely proportional. Most of them have extremely boring plots, so it's hard for them to watch them with gusto.