Chapter 19 You can only rely on me in your life

Xiao Jing received Wu Youran's text message in a daze and woke up in an instant. She sat ** and frowned. She thought, "Isn't he preparing for the wedding? I received an invitation a few days ago and planned to go with Xiaojun. What does he mean by this?

Xiao Jing turned off her mobile phone and lay down, pulled the quilt to her chin. Her big eyes were bright, and she panicked, "He really regretted it, but what can she do if she regrets? You have yours, and I have mine.

Xiao Jing turned over and hugged the quilt tightly. She blinked and panicked, "He's sick! What a good text message! No, I want to ask him, what does this mean?

Xiao Jing sat up again, spread the quilt and covered it again, narrowed her eyes, and sighed in her heart, "Let's discuss it with Xiaojun first!" Xiaojun's words are always right.

Xiao Jing lay down again, and this time she can sleep peacefully.

The next day, Xiao Jing waited for Zou Weijun to go home with her thoughts. She found that the more she waited, the more panicked she became, so she stood in the living room and thought about whether there was anything to do, and if there was something to do, the time would pass faster. Xiao Jing pushed open the door of the bedroom and felt that the bedroom in front of her seemed a little strange. There were two styles in one bedroom, two relatively independent spaces, and two single beds. Xiao Jing knew where the strangeness was. She said to herself, "Haha, I finally found something to do."

Xiao Jing turned on the computer and entered the home network and ordered a double bed, two bedside tables, a bedside stool, a large wardrobe, and a table that can be placed on **. The delivery of the home store was quite fast. The order was delivered in the afternoon. Xiao Jing discussed with the delivery worker and asked the workers to add 300 yuan to help her decorate the room. 5 or 6 people were busy all afternoon and finally finished the superficial work.

When Zou Weijun came home, Xiao Jing gave him the same treasure to let him see the fruits of his labor. Zou Weijun spared no effort to praise his little wife. Zou Weijun held Xiao Jing firmly in his arms and smelled the fragrance on her hair. Zou Weijun knew how much he missed her. Xiao Jing buried her face in Zou Weijun's arms and smelled his body. Xiao Jing's nose was sour and tears almost fell.

It turns out that his lover's heart is connected. When he thinks about her, she must also miss her. Xiao Jing sobbed and said, "Tell me when you miss me, okay?"

"Okay, I see."

"Bad husband, if you say a few more beautiful words, you will die!"

"It's better to say than to do."

"You, hooligan."

The shy and beautiful little wife in his arms made Zou Weijun no longer be able to control himself. He bent down and picked up Xiao Jing and said with a smile, "Madam, let's try the comfort of the new bed!"

Xiao Jing's big eyes were bent and she said, "Facia, what if the new bed is not strong?"

"Then we will sleep directly on the ground!"

Xiao Jing and Zou Weijun did not separate immediately, but snuggled closely, felt each other's heartbeat and breathing, and experienced the spread of happiness in each other's hearts. Xiao Jing kissed Zou Weijun's chest and said to him, "Honey, I love you."

"Honey, I love you too."

"If one day you no longer love me, don't tell me the truth. You can find another excuse to leave me, such as the food I cook is not delicious, or my laundry is not clean, etc."

"My silly girl! What do you think all day long? I will always be here, by your side."

"Promise me!"

"I won't promise. I won't allow you to think so."

"You are so domineering that you care about your thoughts."

"You are my little thing, and my thoughts must be under my control."

"All right, all right! I don't think about it anymore."

Xiao Jing knows her problem and always thinks about something. It seems that women have this problem, and the more she thinks about it, the more she feels wronged. The more she thinks about it, the more she thinks that she is the suffering heroine in the story, and Zou Weijun always has a way to return to reality and easily find a happy mood. Xiao Jing adjusted her mood and rubbed her face against Zou Weijun's chest. Zou Weijun said, "Wife, what are you doing?"

"It's very comfortable to rub it. I used to rub pillows and quilts, but now I naturally rub you."

"All right!" Zou Weijun held Xiao Jing and rubbed her chest. Xiao Jing screamed, "What are you doing? You hooligan."

Zou Weijun looked at Xiao Jing aggrievedly and said, "Didn't you say that it's comfortable? I want to be comfortable too!"

"I can rub you, you can't rub me."

"Why?" Zou Weijun pouted and blinked his eyes, looked at Xiao Jing pitifully, and said aggrievedly, "Wife, you abused me."

"I, you, can't rub here."

"Ha ha, wife, I don't seem to be the only hooligan!"

Xiao Jing blushed to her neck, but resolutely did not look like a little daughter. She looked at Zou Weijun with big eyes and said righteously, "If I'm not a hooligan, you won't have a son."

"Okay! You won."

"Then you make dinner."

"Okay, but I have to ask for some rewards."

After saying that, Zou Weijun turned over and pressed Xiao Jing under his body again and began a new round of unscrupulous**.

In the dark night sky, Xingzi opened his eyes and secretly looked at the scene in the world. In the flow of time and space for thousands of years, there are always crazy men and women who are bitterly entangled, staged scenes of joys and sorrows. Xiao Jing and Zou Weijun's newly established small home looks smooth on the surface, but in fact, it is stormy. In the face of Zhang Xiaoxiao's entanglement, how should Zou Weijun deal with it? And Wu Youran's sudden appearance, will Xiao Jing be confused?

At dinner, Xiao Jing pushed her mobile phone under Zou Weijun's nose and said to him, "Look at it."

"I don't look."

"I let you see it."

"I don't look at that either."

Xiao Jing took a sip of porridge, took a bite of pickles, took back her mobile phone helplessly, lowered her head and said, "Wu Youran sent a text message. He said, 'I regret it, come back!'" After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Zou Weijun with bright eyes, and Zou Weijun had no superfluous expression on his face and focused on eating his own food.

"Are you angry?" Xiao Jing asked carefully, pouted and put down the bowl and stared at Zou Weijun.

Zou Weijun was stared at uncomily. He put down the bowl and sighed, "I'm not angry, but I don't know what to say. You'd better decide this kind of thing!"

"You don't care about me?" Xiao Jing, with big eyes, is pitiful, and her tone is like a child who has been robbed of her beloved gift. Zou Weijun said righteously, "I don't want to interfere too much in your private affairs. How can I care about you?"

"You just don't care about me! Still saying that you love me! It changed so soon!" As she spoke, Xiao Jing's tears fell down. Zou Weijun quickly took her into his arms and said repeatedly, "Okay, I'll take care of me. Why did I cry?" Good boy, can't I take care of it?"

Xiao Jing angrily knocked off Zou Weijun's hand to wipe her tears and said, "Don't worry about it. This is my privacy." Zou Weijun smiled flatteringly and said flatteringly, "Wife, just forgive me this time!" Whether it's private or not, I'll take care of it, okay? Don't cry!"

Xiao Jing put away her tears, stared at Zou Weijun strangely, pouted and said, "Are you telling the truth?"

"True, absolutely 1,000 percent true."

"Then you are not allowed to talk about me anymore."

"Conscience of heaven and earth, how could I say such a thing?"

"You have it, that's what I said."

"Okay, I swear by my military uniform that in the future, even if it is your affairs, I will take care of it to the end."

Xiao Jing burst into tears and laughed, bit Zou Weijun's hand fiercely. Looking at his painful grin, she finally calmed down. She leaned on Zou Weijun's shoulder and asked, "What do you think I should do?"

"I think you have two ways to deal with this matter. One way is to simply ignore it, and the other is to ask him out, talk about it well, talk about it thoroughly, and tell him what you think. Maybe he will see that you are happy and won't pester you anymore."

"I just don't understand that he was like that, but now he is like this. It's said that women's heart is under the sea needle. I see! A man's heart is even more undersea.

"Haha, wife, people's hearts are separated from the belly, and naturally they can't see clearly."

"You let me think about it."

"If I say little things, aren't you afraid that I will be jealous?"

"I'm afraid! But the more I think about it, the more upset I become. I'm not upset when I think of discussing with you, so I can only discuss it with you.

Zou Weijun really didn't know whether to be happy or angry. He found that Xiao Jing's sense of dependence was very strong, and a short relationship could make her so dependent on herself. Zou Weijun was thinking about whether she should correct her sense of dependence. After a while, Zou Weijun decided to let go of this sense of dependence, because this was exactly what he dreamed of.

Zou Weijun said to Xiao Jing seriously, "You can only rely on me in this life, and you are not allowed to rely on others." Xiao Jing stared at him with bright eyes and nodded solemnly.