MTL - The Whole World Knows She Loves Me-Chapter 90 balance

Jiang Liuyi tasted the sweetness and was unwilling to let go. She hugged Song Xian and sat on her lap and kissed him for a while. She didn't let go of Song Xian until the park gradually became empty and said, "Go home."

Song Xian nodded slightly, and followed Jiang Liuyi, seeing her hand stretched out, she turned her head to look at Jiang Liuyi, and put her hand on it, feeling warm in her heart.

On the way back, Song Xian tilted his head and saw Jiang Liuyi holding the steering wheel with both hands, the car was well heated, Jiang Liuyi's cuffs were turned up, revealing a white wrist, slender and strong, and a red bracelet.

Song Xian looked back, lowered his head and touched his bracelet, feeling the warmth of his wrist.

She raised her lips slightly.

After arriving home, Jiang Liuyi put down her bag and went into the bathroom. When she came out, she saw Song Xian was washing the dishes. She was in a hurry to go there at night, and her dishes and chopsticks were left in the sink. Let's do it.

She walked over and stood at the door of the kitchen, looking down at the busy Song Xian, the kitchen lights shone on Song Xian, unexpectedly soft, Jiang Liuyi really wanted to hug Song Xian from behind her.

She held back.

Song Xian turned his head and saw Jiang Liuyi standing there without moving, and asked, "Do you want to come in?"

Jiang Liuyi said, "I won't go in."

After speaking, she looked at Song Xian and said, "Is there any food left? I'm a little hungry."

Song Xian opened the rice cooker, there was no rice in it, she looked at the refrigerator again, there were still noodles, and turned to ask Jiang Liuyi if she wanted to eat, Jiang Liuyi shook her head and said: "Isn't there still a bone in it? You cook soup for me Bar."

She only boiled one portion at night, and the other portion was kept in the refrigerator. Song Xian nodded, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, she took out another portion from the refrigerator, thinking of the order Jiang Liu taught her, washed the side dishes, chopped the ginger, poured some cooking wine, boiled it first, took it out, and finally put it in the pressure cooker, put it on All toppings.

Jiang Liuyi stood behind her and watched her seriously busy. Occasionally, Song Xian raised her head and asked, "Do you want to release this?"

"You can put a little more." Jiang Liuyi walked over, took the ingredients from behind her and put them in the pot. Song Xian's back felt soft, she tilted her head, it was Jiang Liuyi's profile, and Jiang Liuyi's fragrance Come on, lightly, very reassuring, Song Xian didn't hear what Jiang Liuyi said clearly, only remembered that she put some in the pot at the end.

Jiang Liuyi said: "Okay, let's cover it."

Song Xian closed the lid, and when turning the **** on top, Jiang Liuyi covered the back of her hand with his fingertips resting on Song Xian's fingers, saying, "Try harder, you will run out of breath."

"Oh." Song Xian nodded, tightened the screw and took a step back. Before Jiang Liuyi left, she just crashed into Jiang Liuyi's arms. Song Xian's ears hidden in her hair were slightly red, and she talked calmly with Jiang Liuyi. Staggering the body, said: "It will take a while, I will take a shower first."

Jiang Liuyi moved half of her body away, and Song Xian brushed her shoulder with a faint fragrance.

After entering the bathroom, Song Xian glanced at the mirror inadvertently, and her cheeks in the mirror were slightly red, which was unprecedented before. She touched it with her hands and found it was still a little hot.

Jiang Liuyi looked at the bathroom from time to time, feeling that Song Xian took a surprisingly long bath tonight.

She sat on the sofa and fiddled with her mobile phone, and saw a message from the assistant. After taking such a long break, she only kept in touch with the assistant intermittently. After all, she was staying at home and did not need the assistant.

The assistant asked her if she was leaving, Jiang Liuyi bowed her head and typed: [Well, I will leave after the Spring Festival Gala at the end of the year. 】

The assistant sent a few crying emoticons, saying that she was reluctant to part with her, and that she was transferred to a new department recently, and she might not be able to follow Jiang Liuyi in future activities.

Jiang Liuyi didn't care about it, after that there was still Bai's art exhibition left, and there was a Spring Festival Gala performance, so she went to Jingyan, so she was happy that the assistant could go to other departments to adapt in advance.

Although she was still a bit reluctant, she was an assistant who had followed her since she entered the company, so I talked a little more. When Song Xian came out of the shower, he saw Jiang Liuyi chatting with her mobile phone, with a smile on her lips, her gaze gentle.

Are you chatting with someone?

With Zhao Yuebai? or someone else?

Recently Jiang Liuyi likes to send messages with others.

Song Xian bowed his head and walked over, Jiang Liuyi raised his eyes and said, "Did you wash?"

She nodded and sat down, saw Jiang Liuyi get up and said, "Then I'm going to take a shower."

Song Xian groaned, and continued to wipe her wet hair. Jiang Liuyi passed by her, and the phone was still beeping a message. Song Xian subconsciously turned her head, and quickly regained her senses. .

There is no Jiang Liuyi on the sofa, but it seems to smell her. After sitting quietly for a few minutes, Song Xian went to the kitchen to look at the soup. The time was coming. She waited for the time to deflate, opened the pot, and the rich aroma came over her face. She put a bowl of soup and pork ribs in a porcelain bowl to cool on the dining table.

Jiang Liuyi smelled the fragrance as soon as she came out of the shower. She walked to the dining room and saw Song Xian sitting in front of the bowl of soup. She was sitting upright, but her hair was slightly messed up, so she didn't look as rigid as usual. She walked away with a smile Past: "Soup ready?"

Song Xian raised his eyes and saw Jiang Liuyi coming out and handing her the soup, saying, "Okay."

Jiang Liuyi sat opposite Song Xian, her head was wrapped in a dry towel, her face was fair and clean, her facial features were deep and clear, her eyelashes were long and dense, she lowered her eyes, blew on the edge of the spoon, took a sip, then looked up at Song Xian: "It's delicious."

Song Xian's expression was a little more relaxed than before, and then Jiang Liuyi put the spoon to Song Xian's mouth: "Have a sip?"

"I..." I brushed my teeth.

Song Xian bit the tip of his tongue, didn't say this, opened his mouth to bite the spoon, the rich taste of pork rib soup wrapped around the tip of his tongue, warming it, Jiang Liuyi said: "Not bad, right?"

"Yeah." Song Xian said, "Not bad."

When she saw Jiang Liuyi, she lowered her head and took another sip, with a smile on her face, Song Xian asked, "Do you like it very much?"

Jiang Liuyi raised her eyelids and said, "I like it."

Song Xian said: "Then I can make soup for you often."

Jiang Liu achieved his goal, and his smile deepened: "Okay, from now on I will be in charge of cooking, and you will be in charge of making soup, but if this is the case, you will have to leave work on time from now on."

Song Xian nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Liuyi joked: "Is it very balanced?"

Song Xian was stunned for a few seconds, she didn't seem to have thought about the issue of balance just now, she just thought, if Jiang Liuyi likes it, she can try it.

Jiang Liuyi drank two bowls of soup, and she put the rest in the refrigerator, explaining that she would make noodles for Song Xian earlier, and Song Xian nodded after hearing her orderly arrangement: "Okay."

After the end, the two went to the bathroom to brush their teeth and wash. Jiang Liuyi drank her hair with mint lozenges in her mouth. Seeing Song Xian approaching, she took Song Xian's hand and told her to sit down. Seriously blow her hair.

Her hands were sore before she dried them. In the end, Jiang Liuyi sat on the chair consciously and said to Song Xian, "It's your turn."

Song Xian took the hair dryer in his hand, looked at Jiang Liuyi who was sitting on the stool, with his hands running through his hair, it was a novel feeling, as if the relationship with Jiang Liuyi was getting closer.

She bowed her head with a serious expression, Jiang Liuyi saw Song Xian's expression in the mirror and felt satisfied.

It took a long time for Song Xian to put down the hair dryer. As soon as she put it down, Jiang Liuyi carried her back to the room. She was startled, and put her arms around Jiang Liuyi's neck. She had drawn the curtains a long time ago, and the surroundings were silent and pitch black, only two people were left tumbling, and their hearts were colliding.

More intense than before.

The night has already fallen, but it seems to have just begun.

The room that was bustling in the middle of the night returned to calm. The two people on the bed embraced each other and slept. The next day’s sunlight could not shine into the room. Song Xian’s alarm clock rang for a long time but no one pressed it or got up. Waiting for Song Xian’s second time When she heard the noise of the alarm clock, she sat up, but Jiang Liuyi was not there beside her.

Song Xian got out of bed, stepped on the slippers and opened the door, and saw Jiang Liuyi making breakfast in the kitchen from a distance, wearing home clothes and holding her long hair, her sleeves were rolled up, revealing her white arms, Song Xian stood where she was After a few seconds, Jiang Liuyi turned to see her and said, "Go wash up, you're going to be late for work."

Song Xian came back to his senses and went to the bathroom to wash up.

They ordered a bowl of noodles for breakfast, which was made with the pork rib soup from last night, with fried poached eggs on top. The poached eggs were soaked in juice, which was more flavorful than usual. After Song Xian ate a bowl, he heard Jiang Liuyi say: "Let's go to your magazine together later."

Song Xian asked, "Are you going too?"

Jiang Liuyi said, "Go and sign the contract."

Song Xian nodded, and went to the garage together after Jiang Liuyi finished eating breakfast, Jiang Liuyi said: "You drive, I was a little tired last night, I want to rest in the car."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Song Xian.

Song Xianyin's earlobe was slightly red in her hair, but her face was still calm as usual. She said, "Okay, then I will drive."

After getting in the car, Jiang Liu Yizhen lay down and rested, and did not talk to Song Xian. Occasionally, there was a notification sound on the phone. It was Ye Yinge who knew that she was going to sign the contract in the morning, and happily sent several messages over. I turned off the mute and slept until the magazine office.

As soon as the car stopped, Jiang Liuyi woke up. Seeing that Song Xian was going to work, she said, "I'll sleep for a while, give me your car key, I will lock it myself."

Song Xian took the key from the bag and handed it to Jiang Liuyi. Before leaving, he said, "Don't sleep for too long."

Listening to her rare instructions to Jiang Liu Yixiao: "Got it."

Song Xian nodded slightly, and went to work. He Xiaoying met He Xiaoying on the way. He Xiaoying flew over when she saw her, and asked in a hurry: "Song Xian, are you going back to the children's magazine?"

Poor expression.

Song Xian said: "I want to go back for a while."

He Xiaoying was crying, dragging her hand and not letting her go, Song Xian asked, "What's wrong?"

He Xiaoying said, "I miss you."

Song Xian: ...

She was puzzled: "I haven't left yet."

He Xiaoying said: "Then I will think ahead."

Song Xian pursed her lips, and the two of them entered the office while talking. As soon as they sat down, Xiao Li said, "What's wrong with Wu Ying? She didn't answer the phone? Did she go crazy with her girlfriend's first anniversary yesterday?" ?”

He Xiaoying laughed out loud: "Have you gone crazy playing, are you about to break up?"

Xiao Li gossiped, "What's going on?"

He Xiaoying said mysteriously: "Didn't she go to the anniversary with her girlfriend yesterday? Do you know where her girlfriend took her?"

Xiao Li shook his head: "Where is it?"

He Xiaoying said: "Her girlfriend actually took her to the restaurant where she had dinner with her ex-girlfriend. The boss even recognized her girlfriend and said to Wu Ying, new girlfriend?"

"Wu Ying's face is green with anger!"

Xiao Li also couldn't help laughing: "What is her girlfriend thinking! It's no wonder Wu Ying doesn't make trouble!"

Song Xian interrupted: "Can't you go?"

When He Xiaoying heard her reply, she sat closer to her and said, "Of course I can't go. Where I've been with my ex, I'll take my ex with me. What are you doing? Are you afraid it won't get cold enough?"

"That's right." Xiao Li said, "But speaking of it, I don't like Wu Ying's girlfriend. You know they haven't been together for long. Didn't they give Wu Ying a necklace?"

He Xiaoying clapped her hands: "I know about that. Wu Ying told me that her girlfriend gave it to her ex before. After the breakup, her ex came back, so she gave it to Wu Ying."

"That's right, who is it!"

Song Xian tilted his head to look at He Xiaoying and Xiao Li, listening to their words and thinking deeply.

Xiao Li said: "Hey, if you can't find uniqueness, you must choose a place that has nothing to do with your ex? Wu Ying is really miserable!"

Can't find uniqueness.

Picking one has nothing to do with your ex.

Song Xian lowered his head, looked at the computer in front of him, and did not press the keyboard for a long time.