Ji Fanling stopped and was quiet for two seconds. Without
turning around, she said, "What about that? I will clean the cat's hair every day." Before Fu Yingcheng could speak, she continued: "Shovel poop." I will also be responsible and will not let it go to the table or enter your bedroom. If it breaks something, I will pay for it and give it half of my meal money."
The girl seemed to think for a moment and confirmed. Nothing was left out, so he turned back to look at him and said coldly: "No objection."
Fu Yingcheng pressed the corners of his lips and said slowly: "What I want to say is..."
Ji Fanling: "?"
"Tomorrow You have to take the cat to take a bath."
"..."
Ji Fanling froze and gave him a fierce look: "... Got it."
Fu Yingcheng sat alone on the sofa, leaning on the back of the sofa, thinking deeply. After a while, he raised his hand and pressed his brow bone, but couldn't help but chuckle.
actually.
You can still be braver.
*
Ji Fanling only took one day off to move and sign the contract. The next day happened to be Friday, so it was her turn to rest, so she took a rare weekend off.
When she woke up in the morning, she saw the WeChat message Wendy sent her, recommending several pet shops close to Fu Yingcheng's home.
Ji Fanling thought to herself that there was no need to go to a pet store to wash the cat. She could do it herself, so she rolled up her sleeves, caught the cat, threw it into the bathtub and started washing it.
She locked the bathroom door and fought the cat for two hours.
Fortunately, it missed its old love, and although it screamed ferociously, it never moved its claws on Ji Fan. This was in sharp contrast to the cold and brave attack on Fu Yingcheng in the legend.
In the evening, as she had agreed with Jiang Baixing a few days ago, she left a message for Fu Yingcheng and then went out to Jiang's Noodles.
Jiang Baixing was wearing a black sweatshirt and sat facing the store door. While doing his homework, he looked up from time to time.
Seeing Ji Fanling, Jiang Baixing stood up in excitement: "Sister, you're here!"
"Yeah."
"Sit over there," Jiang Baixing enthusiastically led her in, but was too embarrassed to hold her hand, and raised his hands anxiously. Holding the air with his hands, "The table there is big and the view is the best."
Ji Fanling said calmly: "Why do we need such a big table? There are only two of us."
"It's nice to eat at a big table." Jiang Baixing helped her get a chair They were all dragged out and looking at her with bright eyes. Ji Fanling had no choice but to sit down. One second she sat down, and the next second Jiang Baixing had handed the menu under her eyes.
Ji Fanling: "...Don't look at it, I'll just have a bowl of noodles with soybean paste."
"As expected of a regular customer, he is so familiar with my menu." Jiang Baixing said with a smile.
"That's not true. I used to..." Ji Fanling paused.
She raised her head and glanced at the young man's innocent face.
She originally wanted to say that she had always eaten vegetarian noodles before.
I didn't realize something was wrong until I was halfway through my words.
"I just had noodles at your house once," the girl lowered her eyes and said slowly.
"Oh yes, I forgot about it." Jiang Baixing's eyes were a little disappointed, but he didn't show it. He turned around and shouted. Two voices: "Mom...Mom!"
Aunt Jiang opened the kitchen door and walked out. She was still used to wiping her hands on her apron as before, and said angrily: "Come on, come on, shouting so loudly" I'm not afraid of disturbing others to eat..."
Aunt Jiang's eyes moved to Ji Fanling's face, and she suddenly forgot to say anything.
Jiang Baixing paid close attention to his expression.
Ji Fanling unnaturally pulled down the brim of his hat to cover his face.
Jiang Baixing asked, "Mom, can you eat the new spring products that Master Liu has been making? I kind of want to order that."
"Ah, the new products... um, okay."
Aunt Jiang straightened her expression and smiled, "Is this the classmate you said you have a good relationship with?"
Ji Fanling looked at Jiang Baixing, her face darkening.
classmate? What classmate? How could a little kid be classmates with her?
It's really contrary to Tiangang!
Jiang Baixing quietly showed an expression begging for mercy.
Ji Fanling reluctantly said: "...we are classmates."
At this time, she did not know that this inconspicuous lie would turn out to be a prophecy half a year later.
"This is the first time we've met,"
Aunt Jiang was still in a daze. She couldn't help but come closer, as if she wanted to take a closer look at her. Her voice was a little choked: "You look a bit like one of Auntie's former guests.
"Really," Ji
Fanling didn't dare to look at her and said sullenly, "It's normal, I don't have a good face."
"I don't believe it," Jiang Baixing interrupted, "How can it be possible to be so good-looking? They are popular faces."
"Yes, they are all very beautiful girls." Aunt Jiang turned slightly and wiped the corners of her eyes quickly.
Ji Fanling started to feel restless and hairy all over in the trap between the two men.
She was a little afraid of being exposed to such blazing kindness, like a mole who has lived underground all its life and is easily burned by the sun.
"By the way, what do you call your little classmate?" Aunt Jiang asked with a slight smile.
Jiang Baixing also stared at Ji Fanling.
Speaking of which, they have met many times.
But he still failed to ask her name.
Ji Fanling touched her nose: "Zhou...Zhou Sui."
"Okay, okay, classmate Suisui, it's rare for little Xingxing to bring classmates to dinner. Just tell me what you want to eat, and don't be polite."
Ji Fanling said softly: "Well, thank you Aunt Jiang."
Two bowls of noodles arrived quickly, as well as fried milk, crispy meat, mutton skewers and other side dishes. There was even half of a freshly peeled durian with a layer of ice cubes underneath. Two bowls of noodles. Eating alone, a whole table of dishes was served.
During this period, Jiang Baixing kept trying to talk to her: "Sister, who was your class teacher when you were in No. 1 Middle School?"
"Tang Haitian."