medicine jar and her miss doctor

Chun Cheng froze: "You...what did you say?"

Zhixiu shyly wrapped her arms around her neck: "I said I want to be controlled by you, so don't be angry. Okay?"

The red lips opened and closed in front of her eyes, Chun Cheng's throat was dry and hoarse: "Xiuxiu, close your eyes."

"What are you doing with your eyes closed?"

"Do something that you and I both like."

Zhixiu's heart skipped a beat: "You...do you want to kiss me?"

Chun Cheng looked into her eyes, making sure she didn't see any displeasure in them, she smiled and blinked: "Good show, be obedient."

With a voice as gentle as water, Zhixiu obediently and slowly closed her eyes, only the trembling eyelashes revealed her flustered thoughts.

Chun Cheng leaned over anxiously, her eyes firmly stuck to the moist and plump lips, she cheered up secretly, leaned over and nibbled on Xiuxiu's lower lip.

A shallow hum came out, and she hurriedly backed away, hiding her true emotions: "From now on, if you dare to tease me again, I will punish you just like I did just now."

Zhixiu touched her lower lip lightly with her fingertips, and squatted down after thinking about it. She stared blankly at the green bamboo leaves falling on the ground: "Aren't you angry?"

"Don't be angry anymore." Chun Cheng imitated her and squatted opposite with a red face, not daring to mention the bite just now.

Neither of them raised their heads, they silently counted the number of bamboo leaves on the ground.

"What did you do this afternoon?"

"Me? I followed my father to settle accounts with the Yan family and his son."

"I've been thinking about you all the time." Zhixiu frowned and looked at her boldly: "From now on, you will come to the East Courtyard to look for me more, okay?"

Chun Cheng was startled: "You can say whatever you want, I'll listen to you."

"Yeah." Zhixiu lowered her eyes again: "Can you help me up? If I don't get up, my legs will be numb."

"Oh!" Young Master Chun eagerly supported her, smelling the pleasant scent on Xiuxiu, she swallowed silently, pretending to be indifferent and said:

"After celebrating your birthday, I'm going back to school. You stay at home for a few more days to recuperate, and the school father asked for leave for us. That knife... I don't know if that knife will leave a scar. You are good at medicine, Can you make some ointment for scars?"

It turned out that she did not forget my 17th birthday.Zhixiu felt a little joy in her heart, with a smile in her eyes: "Do you mind my scars? Originally, I wanted to keep scars as a souvenir..."

"To commemorate?" Chun Cheng said displeasedly: "Then what is there to commemorate? My heart aches when I see it, and it hurts when I think about it. I don't want scars on your body, and you can get rid of them if you can, okay?"

Zhixiu loved her character very much, and said softly, "Can I tell the truth?"

Chun Cheng was taken aback by her serious tone, and quickly reflected on himself: "Did I be too fierce just now? You must know that I am not hurting you, but my heart hurts. You suffered that knife for me, and I ..."

"Because the knife was done for you, I want to leave a scar on my back. Even if there is a scar, only you can see it..."

She paused: "After you and I get married, if one day you feel that I don't like you that much, just take a look at that scar. You have sacrificed your life for me many times. Chun Cheng, I can do everything for you of."

The thoughts of laughing and flirting were blown away by the wind, Chun Cheng stood at an arm's length from her, his expression changed several times.

Seeing that her expression became more and more serious, Zhixiu was flustered, and for a moment, she seemed to see Miss Chun in the wedding room again with her red hijab lifted.

At that time, Chun Cheng had just taught her gloomy second brother a lesson outside the door. She came back from the wedding banquet smelling of alcohol, her eyes were full of insight into the world, and she was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, which made her figure straight. Cold and lonely.

After being reborn, Chun Cheng has a nature of indulgence and playfulness, but the things in his heart are still there.

Facing Chun Cheng like this, Zhixiu had no choice but to raise her head and look directly into her eyes: "That's right, what I want is your love."

"It's already hurting a lot." Chun Cheng sighed, unable to keep his cold face, he pursed his lips: "Xiu Xiu is very affectionate, I..."

"It's enough that you like me." Zhixiu didn't want to hear her continue to say: "I'm back in the east courtyard, you miss me, remember to come to me. Do you understand?"

"Understood." She stretched out her long arms and grabbed someone's Pianfei's clothes: "Xiuxiu is white and flawless, just pretend that I don't like to see you have scars on your body, and you want to commemorate, I am thinking of you in my heart, aren't you Do you want me to take care of you? Then I will take care of you, will you listen?"

Zhixiu was silent for a moment: "You have a scar on your back, do you find it ugly?"

Chun Cheng's breath was stagnant, and he replied cautiously: "It's not ugly, you look good no matter what!"

The girl suddenly showed her face: "Okay, then I will think about it."

There was a gentle breeze in the purple bamboo forest, and Chun Cheng stood there blankly, only feeling that he was loved by someone as his life. This love was as heavy as a mountain, and she couldn't tolerate any wrongdoing.She was in a trance for a long time, and gently raised one hand to her heart: "Xiuxiu..."

After turning three turns from the bamboo grove and returning to the boudoir, Zhixiu shut herself at the door, her mind regained her clarity, holding a cup of fragrant tea in her hand, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.

How could she not know that Chun Cheng was deliberately teasing her, the bump at the corner hurt her chest as well, but it definitely wasn't Chun Cheng's exaggerated pain.

The smart young lady twirled her fingertips with a dazed expression, and a layer of flush slowly appeared on her cheeks. Even though Chun Cheng had made multiple layers of cover-up, the softness of the palms touching was still engraved in her heart.

Speaking of which, she still took advantage.

Zhixiu chuckled silently.

The door was knocked, interrupting the girl's sweet thoughts.

Mrs. Zhi stepped into the door, saw her daughter's face was like a peach blossom, she opened her mouth and asked, "Master Chun came to see you?"

Skip the unspeakable things, and only pick up what can be said in a few words to make it clear. If so, Mrs. Zhi drooped her eyebrows and eyes regretfully: "Axiu just indulged him too much."

"Otherwise?" Zhixiu said with a smile: "She has already admitted that she misses me so much, if I don't respond to her..." She rested her chin on her hand: "Why am I not willing to respond to her? Leave her alone. "

"Sulking?" Mrs. Zhi regretted that she was so busy writing things that she didn't keep him in check: "Where is he sulking? If mother wants to see, Master Chun will probably be crazy about it!

When you first fell in love, you didn't want him to be angry, but after thinking about it, how could he be willing to be angry with you?

It's the time when young young people are lingering and affectionate, don't say that you deliberately tease him, even if you bully him, beat him, or jump on his head to be a queen, he will not think you are bad, but will be happy. "

Madam Zhi covered her face and sighed: "Axiu, you have been fooled."

This statement sounds fresh, so how can Zhixiu fail to understand the truth when discerning it carefully?She thought to herself: This is not the first time that Zuo Zuo has been fooled.

If Mrs. Zhi knew about this kind of thinking, she might have to teach her by ear and face.

Zhixiu was full of smiles: "Then Yiniang will see, what should I do next?"

Mrs. Zhi really doesn't want to get involved in what you like and what I want. Her daughter is as smart as she is smart, but she is too stubborn: "Mother has to listen to Axiu."

"Listening is what you have to listen to." Zhixiu said with tenderness in her eyes, "Mother's method is very good, there is only one thing that is not good."

"What's wrong?"

The dense tea fragrance blinded Zhixiu's eyes. She looked at the clear tea, and the ending sounded with deep nostalgia and helplessness: "I understand what mother means, and I know those methods are clever, but hanging on to her is hanging on to me. , she misses me, don't I miss her?

No matter how good the strategy is when it comes to love, the first person to surrender will always be the one who loves deeply.I can't win Chun Cheng, I can't control my heart. "

Mrs. Zhi shook her head sadly: "You!"

A pamphlet was placed on the table: "You can't control your heart, and my mother can't control you. The ways of getting along with a couple in it will be used by you one day. This is the only thing my mother can do for you." , People are yours, you have to know what you know."

"En." Zhixiu looked at the sky outside: "Mother, do you want to share dinner with the Chun family?"

How can there be any reason to avoid the in-law relationship that is certain?Unavoidable.Mrs. Zhi said softly: "Wait a little longer."

What are you waiting for?

Wait for someone to come please.

Chunhua stepped into the east courtyard, met Mrs. Zhi and said respectfully: "Madam, Miss Zhi, the master is here to invite you."

The dining room is full of fragrance.

Young Master Chun, who had changed into trousers and shirt, stood guard at the door with gold-rimmed glasses holding a jar of medicine. When he saw someone coming, he saluted his wife honestly, and his eyes fell on the gentle and delicate girl, making him even more affectionate.

He personally opened the dining chair for the future mother-in-law and respectfully invited people to sit down.Mrs. Zhi is satisfied from the bottom of her heart that the young master who is well-clothed and well-fed can do this with his injured hand.

"Xiuxiu, you sit too." She pulled away the seat next to her, and Zhixiu smiled at her reservedly, and the two families sat around the table for dinner in a friendly manner.

Due to the presence of elders watching, Chun Cheng restrained the urge to feed, and could only turn a blind eye to the occasional small movements that fell into the eyes of passers-by.

"Father, try this piece of sweet and sour pork."

"Mother-in-law, try this sweet and sour short ribs."

Mrs. Zhi was a little erratic when she called out "mother-in-law", and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, if Axiu was two years older, the marriage between the two families would have been completed long ago.

Zhixiu buried her head in her meal and ate in a gentle manner, vaguely giving birth to a shallow expectation that everyone will have a share, will it be her next?

Chun Cheng hid Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and he used the serving chopsticks to pick up two ribs for Mrs. Zhi with a guilty conscience, and coaxed the old one, so he dared to look at the young one.

Her left hand is more flexible than her right hand, but when she picks up vegetables, her father stares at her, and her future mother-in-law stares at her. Young Master Chun firmly holds his hand: "Xiuxiu, this is yours."

A golden butterfly shrimp that has been shelled is so beautiful that it almost puts those extravagant thoughts in front of others.

But it's close.

Zhixiu replied weakly with red ears, and Chun Cheng watched her sip from the corner of her eyes, blinked her eyes, and kept asking: Where's mine?

The eldest lady who understood her eyes endured her shame and put a small piece of chicken into her bowl: "Eat it."

The young master of the Chun family, who seemed to abide by etiquette, smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, his eyebrows were expressive, and the meal was sour and sweet for both parents.

After dinner, Chun Cheng went to the east courtyard with his schoolbag on his back to find Zhixiu to finish his homework together.

Mrs. Zhi hugged the cat, and glanced at the open door anxiously from time to time, seeing that they were really serious about reading and writing under the lamp, she smiled knowingly, and left here, no longer guarding.A son-in-law is a good son-in-law, and the necessary trust must be given.

In the study room, under the bright light, Chun Cheng held the pen with his left hand and drew beautiful lines on the paper.

The design department doesn't have a lot of classwork, but it's notoriously hard work. Compared with the heavy classwork in the medical department, Zhixiu is knowledgeable and is recognized as a talented woman by Jingtou's teachers and students. Nothing can stop her.

She kept writing, but within an hour, she closed the book and raised her eyes. Chun Cheng was still concentrating on drawing.

She didn't dare to make a sound, and sat by her side and watched her busy. Occasionally, she needed to transcribe the drawings, so she prepared them for Chun Cheng in advance. Most of the time, she didn't need words and felt tired. Chun Cheng looked at her One glance, enough to admire the beauty, then bowed his head and continued to draw.

The last line was drawn, and the name of the class was filled in the lower right corner at the end of the page. The night was dark, Chun Cheng let go of the pen, and yawned sleepily.

"It's time to rest. You can go back. I'll help you tidy up the rest and deliver them to you tomorrow." The mirror reflected bright light, and seeing her exhausted, Zhixiu raised her hand to take off her glasses and put them into the box.

Chun Cheng remained silent, watching her in a daze.

Jingto's teaching is rigorous, even if he is injured and asks for leave, the homework that should be completed must be handed in as scheduled.After solving a few days of tasks in one night, knowing that she would stare blankly at one place when she was tired, Zhixiu stroked her eyebrows and eyes: "Be obedient, go back."

Gui Niang waited outside the study to meet people.

The corners of Chun Cheng's eyes were filled with residual tears from yawning, looking very pitiful: "Xiu Xiu will see you tomorrow."

Zhixiu was amused by her: "Do you still know who I am?"

"Hmm..." She lay down on the desk with one hand and fell into a deep sleep.

Gui Niang stepped forward, and lightly hugged him by the waist: "Young Mistress, I'll take the Young Master home first."

Zhixiu looked at someone who was sleeping soundly with reluctance: "I'm sorry."

She watched Chun Cheng being carried out, her eyes flashed with complicated eyes, she couldn't help but envy Gui Niang, especially in such a quiet time at night, it was Gui Niang who stayed with Chun Cheng all night, not her.

When it comes to love, people are selfish.Cutting off the private thoughts in her heart, Zhixiu raised her hand to tidy up the desktop covered by the blueprints.

Organized into volumes according to the number of pages marked in the lower right corner, she was so honored to watch Chun Cheng outline the exquisite drawings of today.Until I saw a set of stick figures from a thin stack of drawings, the smile on my lips couldn't help expanding.

She sighed, "It's so cute."

In the depths of the bamboo forest, the breeze swayed, and the bright and colorful girl tiptoed to kiss the love in her heart.

The person who wrote the pen deliberately showed the clearly visible lip marks on her cheeks in the next painting, lest anyone would know what she had done to her.

There was heat on her lips, Zhixiu didn't dare to look any longer, she tapped the forehead of the person in the painting uncontrollably: "You are really bad."

On the next day, Miss Zhijia's 17th birthday, the three roommates in Jingtou all showed up, and the room was full of people, having fun.