The two of them spent a day tidying up their new home, and then went out non-stop to buy the rice, noodles and vegetables they would need for the next few days, as well as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. They felt relaxed when they went there, and when they came back their hands were full. , although most of the things were in Xie's hands, Song Yingwan still felt tired and sore in her arms.
So I still want to buy a bicycle. It will be more convenient no matter where I go in the future.
There didn't seem to be much work at home, but it was getting dark after being busy. It felt like I had done nothing all day long, but I didn't rest for a moment. Song Yingwan made a simple dinner, and the two of them took a rest after eating.
The first day of moving was spent in a state of panic.
The next day, Xie Ci brought two bicycles back. The 28-bar bicycle Xie Ci was worried that Song Yingwan would be inconvenient to ride it, so he bought a ladies' one for her.
Song Yingwan was indeed pleasantly surprised. She had ridden the bicycle in Liujiacun before, but found it bulky and awkward, especially the horizontal bar in the front, which made it inconvenient to get on and off the bike.
Xie Ci gently raised the corners of his lips and said, "Come here and try to see if it suits you."
Song Yingwan walked over without any hesitation. This women's bicycle seemed smaller and lighter. The styles of bicycles nowadays are all very similar. When buying one, one only has to look at the quality. However, these two bicycles are completely new. of.
Looking at Xie Ci's deep brows, she raised her lips and smiled, "It's very suitable. I like it very much."
"Thanks."
Hearing this, the corners of his lips that had just been raised lowered down, he raised his hand and pinched the girl's cheek, and said in a low voice, "Do you still want to tell me these things?"
Song Yingwan finally realized what he said and quickly changed his words, "That's wrong. You must pay attention next time."
Xie Ci then softened his expression, "There is still one day left tomorrow, let's go out for a walk and see what else is missing."
Song Yingwan nodded, "Okay."
At this moment, she suddenly remembered something and asked doubtfully, "Don't you have a bicycle ticket at home?"
Xie Ci led her out of the car and replied, "I asked a friend to tune two radios." He tilted his head and looked over, "Do you want to buy a radio at home?"
Song Yingwan was stunned for a moment, "Why buy a radio?"
He thanked her and said, "Everyone else seems to have a radio when they get married. It can also listen to news and music. It can be used to relieve your boredom."
Grandpa Xie also has a radio at home, but neither of them has used it. Song Yingwan thinks it is boring. After watching too much TV and mobile phones, she has no interest in the radio now. She feels that a thank you is not really necessary. .
After thinking for a while, she said, "It's better not to use it. The two of us probably won't have the chance to use it."
Xie Ci originally wanted to buy it for Song Yingwan, but now that she said it, she naturally had no objection, "Then we won't buy it now until we can use it later."
Song Yingwan shook the hands held by the two of them and said in a brisk tone, "Okay."
After two days of busy work, I finally have some free time. Looking at the clean and tidy yard in front of me, I feel a lot better.
At this moment, Song Yingwan suddenly realized that she had another home here with Xie Ci.
Early the next morning, the sun shone all over the courtyard wall, and a touch of light red gradually appeared on the horizon. There were a few birds chirping and the breeze rustling through the leaves. At this time, the silent streets seemed to be waking up from a deep sleep, and the smoke of fireworks was everywhere. Floating in the air, there are workers and students in a hurry, as well as grandparents getting up early for a walk. A new day has begun again.
When Song Yingwan woke up, she was being held tightly in someone's arms. There was a familiar and refreshing smell in her breath. She raised her head carefully and saw the person who was still lying there quietly with his eyes closed. His breathing was even and light, fine. The eyelashes are dark and long.
Song Yingwan gradually curled up the corners of his lips. He looked as good as a child when he was sleeping.
The right arm was slightly numb from the pressure. As soon as she moved her body, the eyelashes of the person beside her trembled slightly. The next second, her eyelids were half-opened and she chuckled silently.
Xie Ci subconsciously circled the person and sent him into his arms, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice, "Why did you wake up so early?"
Song Yingwan only felt that the sound in her ears made her scalp numb, and her white ears felt a little hot. She said warmly, "I don't know either."
Xie Ci lowered his eyes to look at her, and gently kneaded the girl's neck with one hand, "Have you slept well?"
Song Yingwan subconsciously shrank her neck, buried herself in his arms, and said muffledly, "Sleep well."
This posture made Xie Ci tense for a moment, and even his breathing became a bit heavy. However, the person in his arms was so obedient that he didn't move even while holding him.
He raised his hand to straighten the girl's messy hair, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, then said, "Wanwan..."
Song Yingwan responded subconsciously, "Huh?"
"Are you hungry?"
"fine."
He seemed to chuckle, and quietly lifted up her clothes with one hand and put it in, stroking it carefully. Only then did Song Yingwan realize that something was wrong. Just as he was about to speak, he heard her say: "I restrained myself just now, but Didn't work."
There was a hint of confidence in his tone.
The next moment, warm lips suddenly touched her, and the big hands attached to her waist tightened slightly, plundering her already weak breath.
Song Yingwan raised her eyes and looked into his deep eyes. Her thin lips went from light to heavy, from top to bottom, sucking gently, yet extremely gentle and comfortable.
He opened his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Why are you so good today?"
Song Yingwan's cheeks were slightly red, she gently raised her wrist and hooked it around his neck, and moved closer to kiss his rolling Adam's apple. The crimson color in the corner of her eyes was intoxicating. She thanked him with a muffled groan, a dark color rolled up under her eyes, and her breath was hot. And deep.
When her vision was blurred, Song Yingwan suddenly thought of another advantage of the two of them moving out, that is, no matter how they messed around, she no longer had to worry about anyone hearing them.
Afterwards, Xie Ci came over neatly dressed and gently pressed a kiss on her smooth forehead with a satisfied look on his face, "I'm going to buy you breakfast. What do you want to eat?" But the room was still full of ambiguous words. The breath is sultry.
Song Yingwan took out a shallow breath and said in a weak voice, "Whatever."
The thank you was very easy to say, with a smile in his voice, "Okay, I'll be back soon. I've put your clothes at the end of the bed for you. Remember to get up later."
After a pause, he added, "Otherwise, you can just wait until I come back to help you put it on."
The tips of Song Yingwan's ears turned red again, and she glared at him angrily, but her voice sounded like a coquettish one, "No, I'll get up as soon as you leave."
He curled his lips in thanks, leaned over and kissed her lips again, and said, "I'm leaving."
