She smiled, why is she so good-looking?
Jiang Xiaoci stood next to Jiang Jiu, raised his head and looked at the young man who was smiling at Jiang Jiu, his small brows wrinkled slightly unconsciously.
There weren't many people in the supermarket.
Jiang Jiu pushed the cart in, bought a little beef, and picked out yogurt for Jiang Xiaoci.
Zhuang Jiazhen followed Jiang Jiu's side, looked at the slender figure of the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but rub his hands nervously.
In front of her, he was like a hairy boy, he didn't dare to use the coldness of girls before, and even when he talked, he had to be ready in his heart before he dared to say it.
Never been more careful!
His heart was pounding, his palms were sweating, and when he saw that ginger wine couldn't reach the snacks from the shelves on the side, he immediately stepped forward to help her take them down.
"Thank you." Ginger smiled at him gratefully.
Zhuang Jiazhen's brain buzzed, and his face, which was already hot, was as red as if it was boiling.
She smiled, why is she so good-looking?
"Miss Jiang, I'm really, really ......"
"Mommy." Jiang Xiaoci, who had been cold and unspoken, suddenly spoke and interrupted Zhuang Jiazhen's voice, "I don't want to eat this potato chip." ”
Zhuang Jiazhen was interrupted, and the emotions that surged up suddenly subsided, and he was a little sober.
He was almost about to confess to Jiang Jiu just now!
Jiang Jiu was attracted by Jiang Xiaoci.
"Huh?" She shook the seafood-flavored potato chips in her hand, "Isn't that your favorite flavor?" ”
Jiang Xiaoci said seriously: "I want to eat tomato-flavored." ”
Jiang Jiuhu glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't say anything, just put the potato chips back on the shelf, took Jiang Xiao to the other side, and found tomato-flavored potato chips for him.
Jiang Xiaoci turned his head and glanced at the man who was following his buttocks, his little face sank slightly, revealing a serious expression.
*
The next supermarket purchase, the three of them were safe and sound.
Zhuang Jiazhen didn't have the courage to confess, he diligently wanted to pay for ginger wine, but was kindly rejected by ginger wine.
In the end, he volunteered to send the mother and son home with ginger wine.
Jiang Jiu didn't refuse this time, after all, there are more things to buy, and if you go back, you can only take a taxi.
The place where ginger wine lives is the Rongcheng villa area that Zhao Juan bought two years ago, Zhuang Jiazhen drove in, and knew that ginger wine was probably not short of money now.
She herself can make money, although she is many years older than them, but because she is too good, in their circle, she is already the identity of her parents.
If he hadn't known that she was ginger wine, he couldn't believe that the owner of the name that sounded very distant was so young and beautiful.
"I'm right here."
The car stopped at the gate of the villa, and ginger wine got out of the car and said to the young man with a smile: "Thank you for sending me back today, and invite you to dinner another day." ”
These words were polite words, Zhuang Jiazhen couldn't hear it, but he was dazzled by Jiang Jiu's smile, and when he heard her say this, he couldn't help but say, "I'm okay tomorrow, or let's eat Western food together tomorrow?" ”
What he said was a bit too anxious for quick success, and the purpose was clear, what else could a single man invite a woman out for dinner?
As soon as the words came out, Zhuang Jiazhen felt a little apprehensive.
Jiang Jiu's eyes flashed for a moment, the smile on his face did not decrease, and he was about to say something, when he heard Jiang Xiaoci on the side say: "Mommy, aren't you going to take me to the museum tomorrow?" ”