The sound of the outside world could not be heard in the space, and Song Jinhe only felt that the jade bracelet space, which had always been clear in the sky, suddenly had a heavy rain.

The rain pounded violently on the glass window, drowning out her unbearable begging for mercy and sobbing.

He said that it would be good to wait until it was dark, but Song Jinhe held his neck in vain, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't figure out when it would be dark.

By the way, there is no night in the jade bracelet space.

Song Jinhe was helpless, she was thrown into the air by him countless times, and every moment seemed to be stepping on the clouds, never falling.

……

When he came out of the space, the sky outside was already bright, the sun hung high in the sky, and Song Jinhe was dizzy.

I forgot when I slept last night, my whole body ached, and she felt angry when she saw Cheng Qianhuai's smiling eyes.

I wanted to speak, but my voice was hoarse because of last night's crying, and the voice I made didn't look like hers.

"Cold war, I want to have a cold war with you."

She took the chilled juice, relieved her throat, and turned her head away from him.

Cheng Qianhuai was not angry at all, waited for her to have breakfast, and obediently listened to her reprimand and helped her massage.

Song Jinhe was lying on the sofa like a salted fish, she felt that she had been deceived by him, and pretended to be pitiful, but she was a wolf in sheep's clothing!

"Don't be angry, I know it's wrong, don't dare anymore."

Cheng Qianhuai apologized obediently, Song Jinhe sneered, and sat up abruptly to confront him, but her back hurt and she almost fell off the sofa.

Firmly held by him, she took the pillow behind her, and pointed her fingertips at the tip of his tall nose without hesitation.

"Shut up! Will you still believe your nonsense?

How many times did you say 'this is the last time' last night last night?

Think for yourself! You're just a flamboyant! Can't believe you at all! ”

Cheng Qianhuai listened obediently, and didn't dare to refute again, just bowed his head and let her reprimand, and carefully helped her massage.

waited until Song Jinhe was tired of scolding, and then he brought a glass of water: "Moisten your throat, your throat is uncomfortable, how about eating a throat lozenge?" ”

Song Jinhe snorted coldly, took the water cup and throat lozenge, but refused to give him half a look.

Cheng Qianhuai always likes to pretend to be pitiful and deceive her sympathy, bullshit, everything about him is bullshit!

"Cold War for a month, don't talk to me this month, don't touch me, and I won't eat your cooking."

Song Jinhe rolled his eyes, and was about to walk down from the sofa to the bedroom with his legs soft.

Cheng Qianhuai naturally wouldn't agree, so he held her in his arms in a soft voice and coaxed her softly.

"I'll be absolutely obedient in the future, and I won't go against you, is that okay?

Let's not have a cold war, the cold war is not good, it hurts feelings.

It's okay for you to beat me and scold me, but don't ignore me and don't skip the food I cooked, okay? ”

His amber eyes looked at her pitifully, stretched out his hand and gently scratched her palm, obediently helping her rub her sore waist.

"Please, Ahe, you really can't have a cold war."

Song Jinhe squinted at him, and finally snorted softly.

"It's okay not to have a cold war, but from now on you are not allowed to have intimate contact with me, when I agree."

Cheng Qianhuai frowned slightly and asked, "Is holding hands and hugging considered intimate contact?" ”

Song Jinhe opened his mouth and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"I don't think so."

"Heh, I'll just do it."

Cheng Qianhuai naturally knew that what he did yesterday was indeed too much, Song Jinhe cried countless times and was sealed by him with a kiss, and finally couldn't bear to faint before awakening his reason.

It was his fault that he didn't control himself, and it was his fault that she was unhappy.

In this case, he can only be punished obediently, and dare not have any complaints.

"Listen to you, as long as you don't get angry and can take care of me."

Cheng Qianhuai let go of his hand and left the sofa very consciously and stood aside: "I will be obedient." ”

Song Jinhe nodded with satisfaction, and Shi Shiran went back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

The days passed quickly, and Song Jinhe put on his clothes and was about to go out with a hiking bag on his back.

The sun had already set, and now only a few traces of the afterglow of the setting sun remained in the sky, and the temperature had really dropped a little.

She plans to try her luck at the downtown market, but she wants to experience what it's like to be a stall owner.

It is not known whether it may be able to earn a good price.

There are also a lot of foods in her space that have been soaked after the end of the world, and she won't eat them, but she also wants to use them to profit from them.

It's not interesting to chase dramas and read books at home every day, plus Cheng Qianhuai always deliberately opens the screen in front of her, which is really unbearable.

Seeing her go out, Cheng Qianhuai quickly caught up and followed her, complaining of her dissatisfaction with some grievances.

"Why don't you call me when you go out? Being alone is so dangerous, what if you get hurt? ”

Song Jinhe had actually lost his anger a long time ago, but for the sake of face, he still wanted to teach Cheng Qianhuai some lessons, so he never withdrew the order not to allow him to touch it.

"I went out to sell things and became a commissary owner for a while."

Cheng Qianhuai understood that she was bored, so she obediently took the mountaineering bag from her shoulder, scared off the people around her who tried to come forward to talk with her with sharp eyes, and walked smoothly all the way to the market.

The bazaar founded by Jiang Xu only opens in the evening, and she came early today, just in time for the market to open.

Wen Qiao was wearing a reasonable short skirt suspender, and her eyes lit up the moment she saw Song Jinhe.

"You're here!"

She looked very excited, and naturally stepped forward and grabbed Song Jinhe's arm: "Are you here to buy something?" I'll let Jiang Xu give you a discount! ”

Song Jinhe shook his head: "No, I'm here to set up a stall, and I plan to make a difference." ”

She wasn't used to being so close to an unfamiliar person, but Wen Qiao was soft and sweet, which made Song Jinhe hesitate slightly.

Wen buckwheat is not like a small delicate flower that can grow in the last days.

She is more like a little princess before the end of the world, she has been spoiled and raised by thousands of people, but she never thought that she could be taken care of so carefully after the end of the world.

So Wen Qiao's eyes are very clean, and there is no calculation that Song Jinhe hates.

I have to say that Jiang Xu did take good care of Wen Qiao, and such a beautiful person made her unable to hate her at all.

When she came to the entrance, Wen Qiao waved her hand and waived her booth fee, although Song Jinhe insisted on paying, the people guarding the door did not dare to accept it at all.

In this way, Song Jinhe had to be forced to admit this situation, let Wen Qiao hold her arm, and was taken to a stall with a huge flow of customers.

I have to say that the vitality of human beings is extremely strong, and after nightfall, groups of survivors will go out, although the number is not particularly large, but it is also very amazing.

Everyone has an amazing fighting spirit before they die, and no matter how they survived the first two rounds of natural disasters, they are all good as they are today.

Song Jinhe spread the rags in the mountaineering bag on the ground, and then placed the materials contained in it one by one.