In the end, Ji Ling still went out ruthlessly, not why, because his pants were full of blood. Sanitary napkins were always needed, but he didn't have them at all, so she went home to get them.

While bringing the sanitary napkins, I didn't forget to get a new set of clothes from his closet, so it took a lot of time.

When she came back, Zhang Jingran was still leaning against the wall, her face was fragile, biting her lip, and she was stubborn.

"Why are you back again?" At that moment, his eyes flashed like a shining star in the night sky.

Ji Ling showed the clothes in his hand and smiled slyly. "I'm just going to get my clothes, not to leave. You are below...... It needs to be washed, and it is not good for the body if it is not clean. So you take a shower! By the way, do you still have a stomachache? I still have a packet of brown sugar there, you take a shower, I'll make a cup for you. ”

Zhang Jingran looked at her, didn't take the clothes, and there was a blank blank in her beautiful eyes: "You, why are you so good to me?" This kind of thoughtfulness and care used to be in my mother, but since she died and my father remarried, no one in this world has ever cared about him like this. Was it an emotion between friends? He had never felt it in those friends.

This girl named Ji Ling, he didn't know how to define her. In the novel, he is the creator god and knows everything. This kind of relationship between non-friends and non-lovers was also established in such a short period of one month. The same love of boxing is different from the squeamish girl nowadays, considerate but big grin.

Getting along with him is extremely happy.

"How do you speak, is it wrong for me to care about you? It really makes me sad, we have been together for more than a month, but I treat you as family, what's so strange about caring about you?"

The girl looked at him with her head tilted, her dark brown eyes looking at her intently, as if she were taking the most important thing in her life.

He didn't speak for so long, what was he thinking? Ji Ling observed his stunned appearance, wanting to see what would happen to him next. Not surprisingly, he saw a faint red creeping up his cheeks, and the faint red seemed to dissolve into the cinnabar, and suddenly became as bright as a red plum.

Pleasing to the eye, but so.

He snatched his clothes, lowered his head, and said embarrassedly, "I know, thank you." ”

It's strange that he would say thank you. I was so busy with work before, and I didn't see him comforting him with kind words, but now he is so polite.

Ji Ling tsk and circled around him. A small face with light makeup clearly displayed an expression that read, "You can't have been crossed over!Or have you been kidnapped by aliens, you are definitely not Zhang Jingran anyway".

Zhang Jingran just wanted to refute, a touch of tiredness swept over his plain face, he took the hand of the clothes, and compared the time, she just came back from work, she was obviously very tired, but she was worried about herself, and she didn't even change the suit on her body, that is, she came to find herself directly after hearing the voice.

Now he is a daughter, but he has a boyfriend heart. Let a woman run for herself, he can't turn a blind eye, but his pride will never allow him to say something useless, and finally a thousand words turn into one sentence: "I wash, you ...... You go and rest, leave me alone. "This kind of hard words, as soon as I came out, I regretted it a little. I should have said something nice, but as soon as I said it, it was clumsy. In the past, the pen of the pen Chan Lotus was completely useless.

Ji Ling knew what he would say, and he didn't know how many times he had said that he had grown so old just now, and it was even more difficult for him to praise himself for being considerate of the Gu family than to ascend to the sky. The tsundere attribute is really cute, and she is about to be sprouted with blood by his current appearance of a little daughter-in-law.

I want to tease him a little more. Ji Ling, who was not kind, took out a night extended version of the sanitary napkin and displayed it in front of his eyes, his delicate face frivolously picked up the thick eyebrows that had been traced with a charcoal pen, smiled exaggeratedly, and bent the corners of his mouth inappropriately, and when combined, there was a kind of obscene atmosphere.

"It's okay for me to go, I want to ask, will you use this?"

I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run. Although Zhang Jingran has never had a girlfriend, he heard a lot of □□ problems in the dormitory night chat when he was in college, and after graduation, he spent all day shopping on the Internet and shopping on forums, which is not uncommon in all kinds of posts.

A woman's sweet little angel, or as it is called: a little bread. That is, the legendary sanitary napkin, Zhang Jingran also saw it for the first time in reality. The bloodshed just now happened suddenly, and he was stunned all of a sudden. But right now, he's damn sober, and he doesn't know how to express his feelings.

His whole body seemed to have been hit by five thunderbolts, and he said sullenly for a while: "I won't." ”

Ji Ling took his hand, gently put the sanitary napkin on it, and grinned: "It's okay, I can teach you." First of all, this thing is called a sanitary napkin, which is what we girls love to call the little bread......"

After listening to it for a long time, and under the guidance of Ji Ling, Zhang Jingran had mastered all the tricks perfectly. His mood at that time was broken, life is like a cup, you never know what you will be in the next second?

During the period of time when Zhang Jingran was taking a bath, Ji Ling was also busy. Boil hot water and wash glasses. I went to the convenience store downstairs and bought a lot of aunt towels, during which I went home, took brown sugar and changed the high heels that I wore with sore feet, and was a little tired, but she was very satisfied, and in this daily situation of being able to do tasks instead of boring characters, her urgent mood was also relieved.

Yes, she wants to finish the task and leave this world quickly, this is her most important mood in every mission, but there is a task to complete this mission, just like a snake's tail, symbolizing an endless cycle. She didn't know when she would be able to get out of this sea of suffering and return to the world she loved the most in the beginning.

Only a mission can numb one's mind, and only a mission can save oneself.

The sound of gurgling, boiling water calls her back to the real world. She lowered her head, carried the jug, and poured the water into the glass of brown sugar that was two centimeters high, and watched intently as the water level stopped at five centimeters from the mouth of the cup, and the moisture of the water hit her stunned countenance, and the moist air flow swept by, leaving fine dew drops at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, which were invisible.

Under the pouring of hot water, the brown sugar suddenly exudes a sweet and greasy fragrance, and the fine red dates hidden in the brown sugar are also washed by the water, giving off their own sweet aroma.

She lowered her head and stirred the glass with a chopstick, the faint mist like a perfect mask, hiding her truest side.

She made him feel very strange.

Such an indifferent mind did not suit her at all.

She should look forward to Shenfei and never know how to be idle.

Zhang Jingran took off the towel on his head and shouted softly: "Ji Ling." ”