Jiang Jiu frowned, a little unhappy: "I don't plan to stay for a long time." ”

"And how many days are you going to wear this outfit?" Wen Xili crossed his hands around his chest and looked at her, "I don't have a dryer here, I don't care if it stinks." ”

Hearing him say this, Jiang Jiu also vaguely felt that the clothes on his body exuded a few hints of smell.

When she went out, she didn't think that Wen Xili would hide in such a poor country, except for her passport and toiletries, she didn't even bring a change of underwear, and there was only a warm coat left in her suitcase.

She pursed her lips and said deliberately, "You still have money to buy clothes?" ”

The man curled his lips and seemed to smile faintly, "I still have a few to buy you a few." ”

Jiang Jiu came out of the house and followed him downstairs, she walked with her head down, her head covered, and followed half a meter behind the man.

The man walking in front of him suddenly took a step slower, Jiang Jiu braked in time, and suddenly his forehead and the tip of his nose hit the other party's muscular back, she let out a soft "hmm" in pain, raised her head, and didn't ask him what was wrong, but saw that the other party had calmly gone downstairs.

"...... "This guy just did it on purpose!"

Jiang Jiu stood at the top of the stairs, didn't come up in one breath, and was so angry that he almost called his name.

It's in your thirties, naïve and not naïve!

She rubbed the tip of her sore nose and came to the restaurant, where there were two bowls of fruit oatmeal and two plates of grilled chicken breast, authentic American Western food.

Ginger Wine asked Erin for a cup of coffee, and he didn't drink the fruit oatmeal, but only took a few bites of chicken breast.

She grew up in Rongcheng, and her taste is very Chinese, and Americans can't wait to rely on chicken breast and beef for three meals a day, and she can't stand it if she doesn't eat carbs for a day.

When I lived in the Wen family with Wen Xili, the chef could cook Western and Chinese food, and I didn't feel much about ginger wine.

Wen Xili finished breakfast very calmly, then went upstairs to change into her home clothes, and called her out to buy clothes for her.

Ginger wine and he went out.

This town is not large, and the number of people living in the town is probably less than a thousand, although it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, but for ginger wine, except that the air quality is better than that in the city, there is no merit.

There is only one women's clothing store, the style is very old-fashioned, and the smallest size is worn on ginger wine, which is one size larger.

Picked out a few items that were still eye-catching and bought, Jiang Jiu couldn't bear it, and said to the man waiting for her at the door, "When are you going back?" ”

Wen Xili slowly fiddled with the small stones on his tiptoes, "What are you going to do when you go back?" ”

"Is it fun here?"

"No matter how bad it is here, it's better than at home, right?"

Jiang Jiu frowned, and couldn't help but think, what's so good about this little broken place?

The man glanced at her, walked over and took the clothes for her, hooked his lips and smiled: "It's not that I came to pay, why did you buy it yourself?" ”

Jiang Jiu was not angry: "I'm afraid you won't be able to pay the rent next month." ”

"Oh......" the man nodded, "I can't see you're so understanding." ”

“……”

Jiang Jiu didn't want to talk to him about these boring things, she followed him, watched him lazily put one hand in his trouser pocket, and greeted the residents of the town with a smile, looking like a local.

The second young master of the Wen family, who is crazy, will be in such a backward remote village, Jiang Jiu doesn't know why, the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it, it is a fire in his heart.

Wen Xili, this man, is really very infuriating!