Dances with Wolves: Lu Shaoba spoils his pretty wife

Jihan stared at the teacup on the table in a daze after Zheng Youer left. The tea had lost its steaming mist, but the man's thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and he took a sip of the tea, as if he didn't feel that the water was getting cold. , There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be really tempted.

"Twitter... jingle..." A canon overture mingled with bird calls and chords sounded, and the vibrating mobile phone interrupted Jihan's thinking.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hey, it's me. Miss Ben wants to treat you to dinner. Will love come? Don't wait when it's over."

Just as Jihan answered the phone, Song Xiuhe's crisp voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Hello?" Before Jihan could speak again, the other end of the phone had already remembered the beeping tone of hanging up.

Jihan's head was full of black lines, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. This girl, if you want to invite him to dinner, you must tell the place clearly.Frizzy temperament.

Sure enough, a short message from Song Xiuhe came over, in addition to explaining the location, it also threatened Jihan that he would dare to be late and never forgive him.Jihan shook his head and laughed, looked at the time, picked up the car keys and went out.

"Hehe, it's pretty punctual. I thought I'd save this meal if you didn't come." Song Xiuhe looked at Jihan, who was already waiting at the restaurant, who was already impatient, and joked with a smile.

Jihan originally wanted to stimulate Song Xiuhe with a few words, but he was slightly stunned when he looked up. Today, Song Xiuhe is wearing a moon-white dress, which makes her fair skin more smooth and flawless, and her small face is painted with delicate light makeup. Slightly shy, like a budding Chinese rose, elegant yet noble.

"Hey, why are you staring at me?" Song Xiuhe waved her little hands in front of Jihan non-stop.

"It's hard for me to offend you. It's because I think you're missing something." Jihan pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a wicked smirk, but the appreciation in his eyes was obvious.

Seeing Song Xiuhe kept flipping through what was missing on his body, Jihan smiled and put an exquisite gift box in front of Song Xiuhe.

"Tch, if you want to give me a gift, just say it directly. What kind of mystery are you doing, which made me think..." Song Xiuhe suddenly stopped talking. over here.

Song Xiuhe took the gift box in front of her and opened it. A small hairpin decorated with diamonds lay quietly in the box. The hairpin was simple in workmanship without too many embellishments. There is a small H letter, which looks like an expensive handmade custom model.

Song Xiuhe held back the emotion in her heart, and curled her lips on purpose, "It's too vulgar. In what age, people still buy such eye-catching diamond jewelry." He said so, but his eyes were fixed on the hairpin, that H is the spelling of the beginning of the last word of her name, and a warm current flows through my heart.

"Tacky, right? If you don't like it, forget it." After finishing speaking, Jihan picked up the card-issuing gift box that was placed in front of Song Xiuhe.

This girl really pissed him off. The designer of this jewelry is a very eccentric person. He only designs one jewelry for one person a month. Not to mention the price, he can't get it just by expressing sincerity every day, but What this girl said was vulgar. Thinking of all the "embarrassments" he had suffered this month for this card issuance, Jihan couldn't help the veins throbbing on his forehead.

"You agreed to give it to me, but you still want to take it back?" Song Xiuhe snatched the gift box from Jihan's hand and stuffed it into her carry-on bag. Who said she didn't like it? This fool, what did she say? He just believed it, looking at the anger on his face, just like a child.

Song Xiuhe burst out laughing, and finally held back under Jihan's increasingly dark complexion, and asked Jihan to treat her casually.

Seeing Song Xiuhe's dog-legged expression, Jihan raised the corners of his mouth, and the depression just now dissipated with the wind. Under Song Xiuhe's depressed expression, he ordered one dish after another, one dessert after another.

Ji Han ate the meal happily, Song Xiuhe's little face wrinkled together, this guy obviously slaughtered her, but thinking of the unique hairpin just now, Song Xiuhe was very satisfied.

After dinner, Song Xiuhe proposed to go to the concert, but Jihan seemed not interested, so the two went to the theater to watch an old movie.

After the movie ended, Jihan sent Song Xiuhe home with a dark face, and went straight to the bathroom without taking off his shoes.

It's obviously a lie, that silly girl was crying when she saw it, she wiped her nose and tears all over him, and when the kid in the next seat was crying, she even wiped the little slug with the corner of his clothes, if it wasn't for years of good behavior Demeanor, he was so angry that he almost ran away.

But thinking of Song Xiuhe's red bunny-like eyes, Jihan's heart becomes soft again. Isn't it her kindness that attracts him the most about this silly girl?Thinking of this, Jihan took off his clothes gently.

"It's so beautiful, what a piece of wood, which girl doesn't like sparkling accessories?" Song Xiuhe took out hairpins from her bag when she got home, and compared them with each other in front of the mirror. Her name is surrounded by small diamonds, which is her own mark, and she is happy to tell everyone and let everyone see it.

Ji Han had a good night's dream, but Song Xiuhe came to the breakfast place with two dark circles under her eyes due to excessive excitement.

Jihan saw the hairpin Song Xiuhe was wearing on his head at a glance, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth was a little bit wider, this silly girl who is duplicity.

"Didn't you say it's tacky and you don't like it? Then why are you wearing it again today? Just throw it away at home if you don't like it." Jihan pretended to see it casually, and squeezed Song Xiuhe.

"If you want to care, it's mine if you give it to me. I like to wear it. Can I wear it for you? Don't want to go back. See if it has my exclusive name on it." Song Xiuhe said in his mouth With no deterrent words, he lowered his head slightly, pointing at the letters on it and showing it to Jihan.

Jihan didn't speak, but the color in his eyes was a bit darker. This letter was designed and added by him. Not only Song Xiuhe's last letter is H, but the last letter of his Jihan is also spelled H. What is the real meaning? It's Hanhe.

"Why don't you talk, why are you so weird, what are you doing seeing me issuing the card, don't try to take it back." Song Xiuhe thought that Jihan was going to snatch it away again, so she hurriedly covered it with her hand.

"Xiuhe, you said that letter is exclusive to you, right? Then what is the spelling of the last letter of my name?" Jihan didn't want to say it at first, and wanted to wait for this girl to find out by herself, but looking at Song Xiuhe with a protective face With Duzi's expression, he couldn't help but want to tease her.

"You're stupid, aren't you? Jihan's spelling of Han is of course Han..." Song Xiuhe suddenly closed her mouth, with a dazed and shocked look on her face, yes, not only He's initial is H, but also Han, God Ah, embarrassment.

Looking at Song Xiuhe's narrow and apple-like complexion, Jihan was not teasing her, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made Song Xiuhe want to go up and give him a slap.

The breakfast ended perfectly with Jihan's smile and Song Xiuhe's depression. Song Xiuhe followed Jihan to his studio. She wanted to see where Jihan worked and help him find inspiration.

"Jihan, your work today..." A gentle female voice came from the door of Jihan's studio.

"Auntie, you're here." Song Xiuhe ran over to hold Jihan's mother's hand, and called out kindly.

"It's Xiuhe, aren't you busy today? I just came back from your Auntie Zhang's house and saw Jihan's studio door was open, so I came in to have a look, worried that he might not be able to eat well after work." Jihan's mother remained the same. Gentle, she patted Song Xiuhe's hand, and looked at Jihan.

"Mom, don't worry, how old am I, how can I starve myself, you, don't worry, besides, there is a Powerpuff Girls watching me here." Jihan responded to his mother with a smile, look smug.

Song Xiuhe couldn't help rolling her eyes after hearing Jihan's words, and then glared at him several times. For such a small matter, she just casually said a cartoon she liked to watch when she was young, and he remembered it, and even teased her in front of her aunt, It's really looking for a fix, but due to the presence of Jihan's mother, Song Xiuhe can only stare at Jihan behind his back.

After sending his mother away, Jihan and Song Xiuhe sent her back to Song's house after lunch, and he went to his mother's place. He knew that his mother must have something to ask him, and he would tell her sooner or later.

"Ahan, are you serious?" Seeing her son's serious face in front of her, Ji's mother was both relieved and excited.She knows exactly what her son is like. She guessed it when she went to his son's studio this morning. After all, his son has never brought a girl to his work place, and it is his taboo to bring feelings into work.

"Mom, I have identified her all my life. I must marry her and let her come into our house to bear children for me and give you a big fat grandson." Jihan knew what his mother expected , This is also what he has been looking forward to since he met Song Xiuhe. In this life, he only wants to marry that little woman. Although she is sometimes silly and innocent, she is so cute.

Seeing the determination on her son's face, Ji's mother felt more at ease and became happier. Maybe it won't be long before she will hug her fat grandson just like what her son said.

"Xiuhe, you are wearing this. It was given to me by Grandma Jihan. Now that I am older, you young people still look good on it. Put it away." Putting the bracelet on Song Xiuhe's wrist, Ji's mother looked at it more and more. Satisfied, this was passed on to the daughter-in-law, but it can't be said now, she secretly came here without telling her son.

Song Xiuhe couldn't shirk it, and put on the bracelet under Ji's mother's expectant eyes.