Confess That You Don't Accept It, I Change My Mind, Why Are You Crying?

At that time, she bit her plump lips with her white teeth.

He wanted to speak, but was so flustered that his voice trembled a little.

"I……"

"Okay, no problem, let's wash together."

The corners of Jiang Zhou's mouth raised, regardless of Feng Siruo's opinion, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into the bathroom.

But within a few seconds, he came out with a dark face.

Nima!

The power light on the water heater turned out to be black?

The temperature gauge of the water tank has dropped to 0 degrees!

"Damn Ding Yue, just clean the water heater and unplug your sister!"

"I'm so rich, do I need you to save electricity for me?!"

Jiang Zhou gritted his teeth angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

So he had to reinsert the plug of the water heater.

Then wait for the green light to light up on the display.

But this thing does not have hot water when it is plugged in.

Had to wait for the tank to heat up to bring the water to a boil.

But it would take at least an hour to boil enough water for two people.

These days, all technology is rubbish.

The power of the water heater is also a small batch.

Isn't this delaying the birth of a child? !

Jiang Zhou is in distress now, so he can only speak sweetly to Ding Yue who is not here.

Count everything, count everything.

Unexpectedly, Ding Yue dug a hole for Ding Yue.

In desperation, Jiang Zhou and Feng Siruo could only sit on the sofa and wait quietly.

This process is actually a bit embarrassing.

Especially for Feng Siruo.

She knew what Jiang Zhou wanted to do to her.

But she had no idea how to do such a thing.

So it was hard for her not to think wildly.

The relaxed mood just now because the water heater was out of power gradually became tense again.

At the same time, Jiang Zhou picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

The movie channel is streaming the classic film A Chinese Ghost Story.

Ning Caichen played by the elder brother and Xiaoqian played by Wang Zuxian are lingering in the gazebo.

In the red tent spring night, the tulle fades lightly, and the arches of the feet gradually stretch.

Feng Siruo opened his mouth wide, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help curling up in a corner of the sofa.

She looked like a little white rabbit about to be eaten alive.

The four big characters of pitiful were written all over his face, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

Jiang Zhou saw her nervousness, so he picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

The late-night theater on Beijing Satellite TV is rebroadcasting the finale of "Sword and Sword III".

Xu Changqing and Zixuan poured love water into each other, and then spit it out while the other party was not paying attention.

In the end, the white hair and white snow will forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

When Jiang Zhou saw this place before, he felt very fucked.

The villain was finally killed and everything was settled.

As a result, the two are going to break up?

So what is your 37 episodes of being greasy and crooked?

Are you kidding us viewers?

Not even willing to give a happy reunion, the screenwriter Jubi gave birth to a son without an ass hole.

"Why did you break up?"

At this moment, Feng Siruo opened his mouth softly and asked a question.

She never understood why people who were together broke up.

Because for her, she absolutely cannot leave Jiang Zhou.

It's like a fish can't live without water.

If Jiang Zhou didn't want her anymore, she would definitely not be able to stop crying.

How can it be so calm like in the TV series.

"There are many reasons for breaking up, it's not suitable, I don't love it anymore, or it was a mistake in the first place."

Feng Siruo was silent for a while: "I don't understand."

Jiang Zhou organized his language: "In reality, there are many people who get together impulsively, only to find that it is not so suitable after getting together."

"What is inappropriate?"

"Values, consumption outlook, character, way of looking at (agbd) things, good or bad family background, all may be inappropriate factors."

Feng Siruo's eyes flickered: "For example?"

Jiang Zhou pondered for a while: "For example, your family is so rich, if I don't work hard, it is very likely that I will break up in the end."

"Oh."

"The other is that I like it very much at the beginning and think it is more suitable, but after a long time, I feel that the novelty is gone, so I don't like it anymore, I feel tired, and I have no passion, because the other party's face and figure are well understood."

Feng Siruo nodded, quietly watched the TV without speaking.

Liked it at first, then didn't like it.

She felt a little scared after hearing it.

It turns out that I like this thing so fragile.

She thought that liking was a lifetime thing.

After a while, Feng Siruo suddenly looked at Jiang Zhou.

At this time, she leaned back slightly, keeping a distance from Jiang Zhou.

There was tension and temptation in that emotion.

As if he would run away in the next second.

Looking at her actions, Jiang Zhou felt that what he had just said had frightened her.

It made her suddenly question the relationship, and even be wary.

"Are we...will we break up?"

"will not."

Feng Siruo bit her lip: "Why?"

Jiang Zhou changed into a comfortable posture: "I have imagined countless kinds of futures, but I have never imagined the one without you."

"..."

Hearing these words, Feng Siruo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought so too.

She imagined countless futures.

Only there is no one where Jiang Zhou is not around.

At this moment, Jiang Zhou took Feng Siruo's slender legs and put them on his knees.

Then she took off her little leather shoes and white socks.

Open your hand and hold those smooth and delicate feet in the palm of your hand.

"It's... a little itchy."

Feng Siruo's cheeks flushed suddenly, and he wanted to pull his foot back, but Jiang Zhou held him tightly.

For a moment, she felt that she was starting to have no strength, so she could only pretend not to know and watch TV.

"Actually, we are different from other couples."

"why……?"

Jiang Zhou thought for a while, then pinched her lovely toes subconsciously: "If I have fallen in love with you in two lifetimes, can it be used as evidence that we will go to the end?"

Feng Siruo curled up a bit: "I didn't wash my feet..."

"Is it?"

"Um……"

Jiang Zhou gently pressed her ankle: "I cleaned up for a day today, let me relax."

Feng Siruo blushed to the point of dripping water, and couldn't help but put his legs together: "You...don't do this."

"Don't move, wait obediently, or I will drink the water of forgetting love."

"..."

Feng Siruo suddenly didn't dare to move.