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Chapter 122 Senior, I have no intention of falling in love

Chapter 122 Senior, I Have No Interest in Love (60)

After finally filling Jiang Zhi with a glass of water and calming her down, Song Yu greeted Jiang Zhi's mother again. At this time, Jiang Zhi's mother had been observing him for a long time.

"When did you start dating? The kid didn't tell me either."

Mother Jiang looked at Song Yu inadvertently, and frantically summoned Father Jiang with her right hand where the phone could not photograph.

Song Yu adjusted the angle of the phone, and then covered Jiang Zhi with a blanket. Although the expression on his face was not too warm, it was polite enough.

"Not long ago, she might not have figured out what to say, but she has met Brother Jiang Fan before."

Jiang's mother was surprised, she didn't expect Jiang Fan to be the first to know.

She couldn't help laughing: "The kid didn't make things difficult for you, did he? He really wished that his sister could spend his whole life with him. "

Song Yu was about to shake his head and say no, when Jiang Zhi, who was lying on the sofa, jumped up suddenly, trying to open his eyes wide, "Mom—"

She clutched her arm and moaned, "I'm hurt, my arm hurts so much."

Mama Jiang immediately became nervous, and even Papa Jiang was caught in the mirror suddenly.

"Why does it hurt? Is your arm hurt?"

Jiang Zhi groaned, rolled up his sleeves, and said solemnly, "There's a big wound, and it's bleeding."

Jiang's parents looked at her intact arm: "..."

Mother Jiang was rarely embarrassed, she covered her face, "This child is not usually so stupid."

Song Yu pursed the corners of her lips and smiled, coaxing and coaxing Jiang Zhi to comfort her. She was also surprised, just now she looked like she was going to be a monster, but when Song Yu's eyes fell, she became calm again.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother looked at each other, feeling very strange.

My own daughter knows that although Jiang Zhi looks cute and innocent, she has a lot of petty tempers that have been indulged, so she cannot be such a well-behaved character.

"She's drunk and crazy, so don't take care of her, go to bed early."

Mother Jiang smiled and said: "I just recorded the screen, and I will show her what I look like tomorrow..."

She hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Before the weather cools down completely, do you want to visit us abroad?"

Song Yu knew exactly what these words meant, and he narrowed his eyebrows and smiled a little.

"Okay, you and uncle pay attention to your health."

As soon as the video call was hung up, Jiang Zhi hummed and climbed onto Song Yu's back, and the voice rang in his ear.

"I'm hungry."

Song Yu: "...the smell of hot pot on your body hasn't dissipated yet."

The stomach is probably full of drinks, why are you still hungry.

Jiang Zhi was not happy, so he raised his leg to kick him in the back, and bit Song Yu's ear, "I want to eat meat."

"hiss--"

She bit someone with a bit of force, Song Yu pinched her chin to make people loose, narrowed her eyes, and said coolly, "Do you know a reason?"

Jiang Zhi tilted his head in a daze: "?"

Song Yu raised his face, and at the same time, the fingers holding the back of her head were slightly retracted, pressing her towards him, biting her lower lip mercilessly, and his voice was muffled between the lips.

"A biter keeps biting."

Jiang Zhi: "Um--"

It wasn't until the kiss made her breathless that Song Yu tilted his head away, and gently rubbed the teeth marks on the corners of her lips with his thumb.

"Are you still hungry?"

Jiang Zhi clutched his stomach aggrievedly: "Hungry."

Song Yu had no choice but to stand up and go to the kitchen, planning to find something for her to eat.

As soon as he moved, Jiang Zhi followed step by step, like a little tail.

When Song Yu heard the sound of footsteps and looked back, Jiang Zhi suddenly stopped and did not move.

Walk and follow, turn around and stay still.

Others thought they were playing with wooden figures.

After following until the door of the kitchen could no longer be followed, Jiang Zhi stopped, staring at his toes boredly.

She was actually not that drunk, but she was still a little dizzy, too lazy to think, and just wanted to follow her heart.

After standing for a short time, she cried sleepy again, and fell asleep on the sofa hugging the blanket.

Song Yu looked at the cooked noodles, but he couldn't bear to wake Jiang Zhi up.

It was not too late, Song Yu called Qu Chong after he settled Jiang Zhi down.

Although Song Yu's work was over early, Qu Chong still had some things to deal with, so he stayed outside and just drove out of the parking lot when he received Song Yu's call.

"What's matter?"

Song Yu said "um", then lowered his voice, "Have you eaten yet?"

Qu Chong was overwhelmed by the flattery, although Song Yu wasn't too harsh on others, but the indifference was real, and no one could get close to him.

Why did you suddenly care about him today?

"No, I was just done."

Song Yu: "It's just right, you come to Jiang Zhi's apartment."

Because he occasionally sent Song Yu off, Qu Chong was quite familiar with the address of Jiang Zhi's apartment. When he came over, he subconsciously wanted to ring the doorbell. Remembering Song Yu's reminder on the phone, he put his hand down again.

He sent a message on his mobile phone, "I'm at the door."

A few seconds later, the door opened a crack, Qu Chong smiled, and was about to open the door to enter, when a box of packed noodles was stuffed into his arms, and then the door closed against his face.

"..."

Qu Chong: "It seems that I am collecting garbage."

He murmured suspiciously: "Could it be some kind of death dish?"

Otherwise, it would be his turn to eat.

Thanks to his drunkenness, Jiang Zhi slept until dawn, only to be awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone.

Her eyes were still dazed, without much focus, until a bony hand went over her shoulder to fish for the phone.

Huh? ?

She stared at Song Yu with wide eyes in disbelief, and the latter answered the phone calmly, then took the phone away.

Qu Chong's deafening roar came from the phone: "Song Yu! I've been dragging about what you put in your noodles all morning!"

When Qu Chong got tired of yelling, Song Yu brought the phone closer and seemed to think about it seriously for a moment, "I added some soy sauce and salt."

Pretty normal seasoning isn't it?

Jiang Zhi: "...that bottle of soy sauce in the cabinet?"

Song Yu nodded and raised his eyebrows inquiringly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhi: "Uh, that expired for half a month."

Never had time to throw it away.

Qu Chong was extremely sad: "I won't be able to get out of the toilet today."

Song Yu rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers, feeling very guilty, "You will be on vacation today, and you don't have to go to work."

Qu flushed his face, he was pulling up his pants while flushing the toilet, feeling miserable.

Who spends it on the toilet during the holidays?

Jiang Zhi was worried and didn't understand, "Why are you making noodles for him?"

Song Yu stopped lifting the quilt, turned her head to look at her, "Don't you remember?"

Jiang Zhi had a bad feeling, "Remember what?"

Song Yunu said: "Last night, you were the one arguing that you were hungry, but you fell asleep after the noodles were cooked, so you had to let Qu Chong dispose of the things."

Ginger squeak: (°ー°〃)
So she is the culprit?

Mother Jiang called a few times afterwards, all of them urging the two to go abroad. If there were too many urgings, this matter became a must.

In mid-December, Jiang Zhi finished the premiere of a movie, met Song Yu who was free, and went straight to the airport.

She wore a hat and a mask and covered her tightly. She slept with her head tilted as soon as the plane took off, and opened her eyes to look for the toilet as soon as it landed. The whole process couldn't be more casual.

Coming out of the toilet, Jiang Zhi slowly wrapped his scarf around him, lowered his head and walked towards Song Yu's station.

After walking a few steps, he caught a glimpse of something wrong from the corner of his eye. Jiang Zhi looked up suspiciously, and saw two well-dressed girls talking to Song Yu.

They spoke English, and they spoke very fast. Jiang Zhi didn't understand it well, but his nerves were already vigilant, and he trotted over to hold Song Yu.

One of the girls froze for a moment, pointed at Jiang Zhi and asked, "Is this your sister?"

Jiang Zhi frowned, and retorted seriously, "It's not my sister, it's my girlfriend."

The two girls looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and then gave Song Yu a note with a phone number on it.

Jiang Zhi: "!!"

How can you do this!

She pursed her lips, angry and aggrieved, and muttered, "I want my parents to move, I don't like this country anymore."

Song Yu was funny, he wanted to coax her, but the little girl was sullen and refused to look up.

He held Jiang Zhi's face and let her look into his eyes. He wanted to explain, but when he saw her swollen cheeks, he couldn't help but kiss her first.

Before Jiang Zhi could get even more angry, he asked, "Do you know why I didn't throw it away?"

Jiang Zhi cooperated in a muffled voice: "Why?"

Song Yu lowered his eyes, his tone seemed helpless, but his eyes were full of connivance.

"Because you can't litter everywhere."

Jiang Zhi snorted slightly, puzzled, "I told you I'm your girlfriend, why do they still do this?"

It's too much to do this in front of her.

There was an agreed-upon car outside the airport. Song Yu carried the suitcase in one hand and led her in the other, and walked towards the agreed-upon car, saying in a flat tone, "It's all because they did something wrong."

The driver came out to put the suitcase in the trunk, and Song Yukong hugged Jiang Zhi, letting her lean in quietly for a while.

"I'll take you out to eat delicious food later, don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Zhi grudgingly said "Hmm".

When they got home, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother had already prepared a table of meals. They were all high-level intellectuals and treated people gently.

While busy eating meat, Jiang Zhi took the time to ask, "Has my brother not come back yet?"

Mentioning this son whom she doesn't see a few times a year, Jiang's mother curled her lips, "He can only come back for two days during Chinese New Year, he is usually busy."

She ordered some food for Song Yu, looked at him with love in her eyes, and seemed very satisfied with him.

"I heard that you are a singer, that's great, our family doesn't have any musical genes."

Father Jiang took a sip of his drink, and said in a bad tone, "What's the matter—"

Mother Jiang elbowed the second half of the sentence back into her stomach.

Song Yu just smiled lightly and didn't refute, occasionally responding to Jiang's mother's remarks, and then put some of her favorite dishes in Jiang Zhi's bowl.

He was quite comfortable, but Jiang Zhi listened to the nagging, and used the excuse of taking a walk after dinner to hide.

The weather here is colder than in China, but there is no snow. People from abroad seem to be not afraid of the cold, walking around wearing jackets.

Only Jiang Zhi was wrapped in a thick padded jacket and a thick scarf, and looked like a fat dumpling at first glance.

Jiang Zhi walked around and felt that she was being watched by many people, especially some skateboard boys, who looked at her in surprise.

Maybe it's rare to see her so afraid of the cold.

Jiang Zhi was a little uncomfortable, grabbed the little spike on the scarf, turned around and asked Song Yu, "Are you cold?"

Song Yu was checking the surrounding shops when he heard the sound and raised his eyes, "It's not cold."

Jiang Zhi said "Oh", and asked again after a while, "Are you really not cold?"

Song Yu: "Am I cold...?"

Jiang Zhi took off his scarf and wrapped it around him, saying seriously, "You're cold."

Song Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at the messy scarf, helplessly, "Didn't you still cry when you first went out?"

A gust of cold wind blew, and Jiang Zhi shrank his shoulders, pretending to be calm, "I'm not cold anymore."

Song Yu knew what she was thinking, and was afraid that she would really freeze, so he quickened his pace and led her to a nearby store.

The two stayed together for three days. Before leaving, Jiang's mother still held Jiang Zhi reluctantly, "No matter how busy you are at work, you should pay attention to your health. If you have nothing to do, call your mother."

She also instructed, "Don't lose your temper with Song Yu all the time, be sensible."

Jiang Zhi nodded: "Got it."

She muttered softly: "I didn't always make trouble with him."

She is obviously very good.

The way back was still calm, but this time it was Chen Wenjing who came to pick him up. As soon as Jiang Zhi saw her, he knew that a job was coming.

as predicted.

"There is an artist absent, and the red carpet asks you to help out, so you have to hurry over now."

Chen Wenjing patted the car door and nodded at Song Yu, "Sorry, I have to take him away first."

Song Yu: "Then take me with you."

Chen Wenjing: "Huh?"

The red carpet was held in the open-air theater, and the cold wind howled, making people shiver with cold.

Seeing her artistes finish walking the red carpet, Qu Xing was about to step forward with the blanket in her arms. As soon as she opened her legs, she saw someone who took a step ahead of her and had already wrapped Jiang Zhi in a down jacket.

Not only that, but also stuffed a hand warmer into Jiang Zhi's arms, and fed her some hot water, but I don't know where I got it from.

Qu Xing couldn't believe it: "Even the assistants have started to infiltrate these days?"

There is no way for people to survive.

Chen Bingbing patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "It's okay, I, the driver, have long since lost my job."

How should I put it, it's quite cool to just get paid and not work.

Because it was a temporary replacement position, Jiang Zhi didn't plan to participate in the infield activities, so he wrapped himself in a down jacket and prepared to go home.

"Ginger branch—"

Jiang Li walked over with her skirt in her hands, her steps were a little cautious, "I heard you went abroad some time ago?"

Jiang Zhi: "I went to my parents' house and just came back."

Jiang Li: "Can I ask, where exactly is your parents' house?"

Although he didn't understand the meaning of her question, Jiang Zhi still answered, saying the name of a foreign town.

The parents of the original owner had retired a long time ago and found a remote and beautiful place to retire.

Jiang Li nodded, and then confirmed, "It's not easy to find there, is it?"

"It's a bit out of the way."

Jiang Zhi understood, "Are you going to hide from Qin Shicheng?"

Jiang Li was helpless: "I want to find a place to take a vacation, but he can always find it."

She didn't say any more, "It's cold, you should go back quickly."

Jiang Zhi looked at the back of her leaving, feeling a little emotional.