If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 290 The specific operation of giving birth to a child (please order all!!!)

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Jiang Zhou parked the car and took a deep breath.

Then he hurriedly dragged Feng Siruo into the villa.

Turn on the lights and lock the door.

Change your slippers, take off your jacket.

Then check all doors and windows and close all curtains.

Jiang Zhou's movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, making Feng Daimeng stunned.

Finally, the preparations are ready.

Jiang Zhou took Feng Siruo's delicate and white hand and came to the bathroom door.

"Do you wash first or do I wash first?"

"Or... wash together?"

Hearing this sentence, Feng Siruo suddenly became nervous.

A layer of powder mist spreads on the plain cheeks, looking shy and cute.

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

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

"I……"

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

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

But after a few seconds, he walked out again with a dark face.

Nima!

The power indicator 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 wipe the water heater and unplug your sister!"

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

Jiang Zhou gritted his teeth angrily, but was helpless.

So he could only re-plug the water heater plug.

Then wait for a green light on the monitor.

But this thing doesn't have hot water when it is plugged in.

You have to wait for the tank to heat up before you can bring the water to a boil.

But it takes 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 smaller.

Isn't this delaying people's childbirth? !

Jiang Zhou is suffering now, and can only spit fragrance at Ding Yue, who is not here.

No matter what, everything counts.

Unexpectedly, at the door, Ding Yue digs a hole.

In desperation, Jiang Zhou and Feng Siruo had to sit on the sofa and wait.

This process is actually a bit awkward.

Especially for Feng Siruo.

She knew what Jiang Zhou wanted to do to her.

But she didn't know how to do such a thing.

So it was hard for her not to think wildly.

The mood that I had just relaxed 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 broadcasting the classic movie "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Ning Caichen, played by my brother, and Xiao Qian, played by Wang Zuxian, are lingering in the pavilion.

In the spring night of the red tent, the tulle lightly faded, and the arches of the feet gradually stretched.

Feng Siruo opened her mouth wide, her face flushed red, she couldn't help curling up in the corner of the sofa.

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

His face was covered with the words pitiful, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

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

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

Xu Changqing and Zi Xuan poured the water of forgetfulness into each other, and then spit it out while the other was not paying attention.

In the end, blue silk and white snow, forget the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Zhou felt so fucked up when he saw this place before.

The villain was finally killed, and everything was resolved.

As a result, the two broke up?

Then what are you greasy and crooked in these thirty-seven episodes?

Are you kidding our audience?

Even a big reunion is reluctant to give, the screenwriter has no asshole for a son.

"Why did you break up?"

At this moment, Feng Siruo spoke softly and asked a question.

She has never understood why people who are together still break up.

Because for her, she absolutely cannot leave Jiang Zhou.

Just like a fish cannot survive without water.

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

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

"There are many reasons to break up, it's inappropriate, it's not in love, or it was a mistake in the first place."

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

Jiang Zhou organized the language: "In reality, there are many people who are together on impulse, only to realize that they are not so suitable after they are together."

"What is inappropriate?"

"Values, consumption outlook, character, way of looking at 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, I will probably break up in the end."

"Oh."

"The other is that I liked it very much at first and thought it was more suitable, but over time, I felt that the freshness was gone, so I didn't like it anymore, I felt tired, and I lost my passion, because the other person's face and body were thoroughly understood."

Feng Siruo nodded and watched the TV quietly without speaking.

I liked it at first, then I didn't like it.

She felt a little scared after hearing it.

I love how fragile this thing is.

She thought that love was a lifetime thing.

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

At this moment, she leaned back slightly and kept a distance from Jiang Zhou.

There was tension and temptation in that emotion.

It's like running away in the next second.

Jiang Zhou looked at her actions and felt that what he had just said scared her.

It made her suddenly question and even be vigilant about her relationship.

"Will we... break up?"

"Won't."

Feng Siruo bit her lip: "Why?"

Jiang Zhou changed into a comfortable position: "I have imagined countless futures, but the only one without you."

"..."

Hearing this sentence, Feng Siruo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought so too.

She imagined countless futures.

The only one that doesn't have Jiang Zhou's absence.

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

"Yes... a little itchy."

Feng Siruo's cheeks flushed red, and she wanted to pull her foot back, but Jiang Zhou held her tightly.

For a moment, she felt that she was starting to lose her strength, and she could only watch TV as if she didn't know.

"Actually, we are different from other couples."

"why……?"

Jiang Zhou thought for a while, then pinched her cute toe subconsciously: "If I fall in love with you for two lifetimes, can it be used as proof that we will come to the end?"

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

"Is it?"

"Um……"

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

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

"Don't move, just stay obediently, or I'll drink the water of forgetfulness."

"..."

Feng Siruo suddenly did not dare to move.

She felt the warmth of her feet, and she was flustered and at a loss.

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