Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu stayed in her room for a while, and the blush on her face disappeared before she stabilized her emotions.It wasn't until Rong Junchu's voice came from the bathroom that she came back to look for clothes. There were no men's clothes in her room, so she could only find a pair of her loose short sleeves and trousers.

Go to the bathroom door and knock.

The door opened, and a white and tender hand stretched out, took the clothes, Song Qingzhu sat on the sofa and waited.After a while, Rong Junchu came out wearing her clothes.

A messy head of black hair dripping with drops of water, a handsome face, those obsidian-like eyes half-closed, a high nose bridge, thin red lips, and a graceful neck curve, the whole person has a lazy and decadent feeling.

However, because of the clothes, he looked like tights, especially the pants, which tightly wrapped his slender legs.

Song Qingzhu looked a little jealous.

Why is he so good!

Rong Junchu came to her slowly, with a helpless expression on his face.

He lowered his head and tugged at the clothes he was wearing.

He commented, "Too small."

Song Qingzhu curled up on the sofa, covered his mouth, and smiled like a squirrel.

"Hey Jiu Ye, just make do with it, it's better than nothing."

When Rong Jun first heard the words, his deceptive eyes looked straight at her, and his voice was low, "Since this is the case, can I not wear it?"

Song Qingzhu: "Master Jiu, do you want to be a hooligan?"

After Rong Junchu heard it, his expression didn't show any turmoil. He thought about it very calmly and said, "Well, it's not impossible."

Saying that, in Song Qingzhu's staring eyes, he approached directly and kissed her lips again.

This time the kiss was honey-flavored.

Song Qingzhu thought dizzily, this seems to be the smell of her shower gel.

In the middle of the night, Rong Junchu's room was arranged in her room, and she went to live in Shen Xiyan's room.

Neither of them objected.

In the morning, when Song Qingzhu woke up, the first thing that caught her eyes was an arm. She raised her head slowly, just in time to meet the sleeping Rong Junchu.

Her mind went blank for a moment.

"Why are you in my bed?!"

Song Qingzhu asked back in shock.

Rong Junchu was not as shocked as she was, and he pointed to the roof lightly.

"Look where this is."

Song Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, looking at the familiar environment around her, and then looking down at the familiar bed sheets, her head became even more confused.

Is she sleepwalking?
She remembered that she didn't have this habit!
Rong Junchu couldn't help but pinch her nose, seeing her blank and innocent expression, he wanted to laugh.

"Okay, okay, don't tease you, I brought you here yesterday."

Rong Junchu confessed.

"what?"

Hearing his words, Song Qingzhu was even more confused.

"Who told you to keep kicking the quilt last night." Rong Junchu replied righteously, he got up and changed his clothes in front of her, without hiding anything, looked at her generously, buttoned his hands, and continued : "I didn't expect you to stop kicking the quilt when you were in my arms."

When he said this, there was a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth.

It made Song Qingzhu even more red-faced.

"What the hell, I don't have one!"

Song Qingzhu couldn't help but refute and clarified that she did have the habit of kicking the quilt. As for the argument that she wouldn't kick the quilt in his arms, why didn't she believe it so much?It's not because he put his arm on her that she couldn't kick.

Right, that is it!

Rong Junchu seemed to like teasing her very much, seeing her bewildered expression.

"Little lazy pig, wake up, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

Rong Junchu knelt on the bed, approached her, pinched her cheek, and asked affectionately.

Song Qingzhu wrinkled his nose, pushed him away with his hands, thought for a while, and said naturally: "Just eat lean meat porridge."

"Okay, let me show you my cooking skills."

Rong Junchu put down his words, and after he left, Song Qingzhu hurriedly changed his clothes and made the bed.

She simply put on her makeup, glanced at the time, there was still half an hour, and there was still time.

When she came to the living room, she immediately smelled the fragrance of porridge.

In the kitchen, Rong Junchu looked like a virtuous husband, wearing an apron, holding a spoon in one hand, cooking and stirring the porridge, and the smell came from there.

"Wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

Hearing her movement, Rong Junchu turned his head and smiled brightly, and said to her.

Song Qingzhu wasn't that hungry, but she was still moved at this moment, and sat obediently in her seat, waiting for the porridge to be served.

Soon, Rong Junchu turned off the fire, took the bowl, and poured the porridge, all in one go.

The porridge smells very fragrant and can be smelled from afar.

"Try it."

Rong Junchu put it in front of her and handed her the spoon.

Song Qingzhu took the spoon and lowered his head to take a spoonful. The porridge was smooth, sweet and delicious.

"I didn't expect Master Jiu's cooking skills to be so good."

Song Qingzhu said enviously.

Dare to feel that the people around her are so powerful?
She's the only one who's a rookie?

Rong Junchu responded with a smile, "I will cook more delicious food for you in the future." At the end, he added, "I will cook it for you alone."

Song Qingzhu snorted, straightened his back, and responded to him, "Then I'm pretty lucky?"

"Naturally, you are the luckiest woman in the world."

Rong Junchu quickly climbed along the pole.

"All right, all right, stop talking." Song Qingzhu looked at him contentedly, and urged, "Eat quickly, and you have to go to work after eating."

"What class are you going to?" A trace of displeasure flashed in Rong Junchu's eyes, and he asked, "Today is our first day together, shouldn't we be dating?"

"what?"

Song Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, today is indeed the first day together, do you have to date on the first day together?

"But, I haven't asked for leave yet..."

Rong Junchu interrupted her disdainfully, "You are the young lady of the Jiang family now, you should learn to use your identity as the young lady of the Jiang family, call your brother and you'll be done."

Song Qingzhu replied in embarrassment: "This is not very good."

She had asked for a lot of leave before, and now it would be unreasonable to ask for it again.

However, today is also their first day together, and she also wants to try dating.

"What's wrong with this, this hospital belongs to your brother." Rong Junchu curled his lips, seeing Song Qingzhu's embarrassed expression, he replied bluntly, "If you can't tell, then I will say."

In short, he is determined to go on a date today, and no one can shake him.

Before Song Qingzhu could react, Rong Junchu had already called.

Over there, Jiang Jingzhi has already come to the hospital. He originally wanted to talk to Sister Qingzhu, but he didn't expect that Sister Qingzhu didn't come. He thought something happened to her, so he wanted to call her to ask, but Rong Junchu The kid suddenly called.

"Today I'm going on a date with your sister, please give me leave."