Beautiful landlord who loves to talk

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The body temperature of the alarm clock is very high, and sticking it to her stomach makes her feel better. It has the effect of warming a baby, but it is more intimate than a warming baby. At least the hands are covered with soft fur.

Time passed by every minute and every second. During this period, Jiujiu heard the sound of "Pingling, Bangling" coming from the kitchen. She stood up and wanted to go to the kitchen to have a look, but was stopped by Ji Zijin's voice.

"It's okay, it's just some trivial matters." When speaking of nonsense, Ji Zijin's voice did not tremble at all.

So Memorial sat down again.

Finally, Ji Zijin came out with a bowl of steaming dark red-brown liquid.

"Come on, let's drink it cold and drink it while it's hot." Ji Zijin sat in front of Memorial with a bowl in his hand, sipped hot ginger syrup a few times, and put it to Memorial's mouth.

She tied up all her hair, drips of sweat dripped from her white forehead, and the tip of her small nose was covered with small beads of sweat, like full dew, falling on the petals of the small white flowers in bloom. It makes people want to stick out the tip of their tongue and lick~go.

Memorial stretched out his hand, wanting to take it, but Ji Zijin dodged it.

"You don't need to reach out, I'll hold it, you can just drink it, it's a bit hot." Ji Zijin was holding the bowl in thick wash gloves, afraid that it would be too hot, so he might as well hold it by himself.

Memorial hesitated a little: "This way, isn't it very good..."

Ji Zijin didn't think there was any problem, "Drink it, or it will be cold."

So, Memorial didn't have any worries anymore, he gently sipped the ginger syrup surface a few times, held the bowl with Ji Zijin, and took a few sips.

Ginger syrup has a strong taste of ginger. There are some yellow scattered ginger floating on the reddish-brown water surface. The syrup is very sweet. The sweetness is far beyond the sweetness range that Memorial can usually bear. The heat flows down the throat and warms to the lower abdomen. , sweet to the bottom of my heart.

"Could you have put all the brown sugar in it?" Memorial Dekong said.

Ji Zijin said with an innocent face: "Didn't dysmenorrhea need to eat something sweet to feel better? That's why I put so much, and the sweetness is just right. It's delicious."

Commemorating helplessness, this sweetness control, this sweetness is just right, and I am not afraid of losing my teeth.

So Memorial said: "Be careful that your teeth will fall out when you get old."

Ji Zijin smiled instead, with red lips and white teeth: "Then I will have a big gold tooth, and when the sun is shining, I will smile at it."

Memorial can't help but imagine Ji Zijin's pretty face showing big gold teeth when she smiles, and the gold teeth are shining in the sun, which is even brighter than the sunny scene. His eyes are bright and white.

The happy memorial said again: "Then you have to wear a big gold chain, so that you are too rich in society."

Seeing the commemorative smile, Ji Zijin felt very happy unknowingly, still holding the bowl in both hands, her big white teeth were exposed in a smile, and she said coquettishly: "I don't have money to buy gold teeth, so you can buy them for me, gold chains Also."

Memorial can't laugh or cry: "I don't have the money to buy it for you. You are my charter wife. If you want to buy it, you should buy it for me."

"Well, my little tenant, when we get old, let's sit on a pair of old ladies with gold teeth." After speaking, Ji Zijin smiled happily, and the ginger syrup in the bowl was shaking from side to side.

Memorial was also laughing, but reminded her: "It's about to be poured out!"

Ji Zijin hurriedly held the bowl firmly, and stopped laughing: "Then owe it first, and finish it first when it's getting cold." Then, Ji Zijin carefully put the bowl to his smiling lips.

Memorial took sips of sips, her hands slightly covered Ji Zijin's gloves, and it took a while to finish a bowl of ginger syrup. At this moment, she was already sweating, and her lower abdomen seemed to feel better, no That chill spread all around.

"Okay, next, go to sleep." Ji Zijin picked up the bowl, turned around and went to the kitchen to clean up the wolf she left just now.

Memorial stared at the hellokikty apron on her slender figure, and suddenly stopped her: "Zi Jin."

"Huh?" Ji Zijin turned her head, "What's wrong? Still want to drink?"

Memorial shook his head slightly, stared at her, with a smile on his pale face: "It's really nice to meet you."

At least, she now begins to believe that the unluckiness in the first half of her life turns out to be waiting for happiness in the second half of her life.

Although you came late, I am glad you came anyway.

A hint of astonishment appeared on Ji Zijin's face, after all, she rarely saw Memorial say such things to herself so passionately, usually she only said it under the guidance of her jokes.

"However, you used up my ginger a few days ago, and you're going to buy ginger tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Memorial turned around and went upstairs, with a slightly sly smile on her lips.

Ji Zijin showed embarrassment, turned her head to look at the mess she made in the kitchen, and felt a little headache.

"It's really... I hate cleaning up the most." Although the words were complaining, the tone was cheerful, and there was even a smile on his lips.

However, for her, there is no way.

When I like you when I hate something, the vanilla ice cream melts into sweet water in an instant, dripping down drop by drop, and the tip of the tongue soaks up the sweetness when I lick it. Even the disgusting ice cream water is still as sweet as ice cream in midsummer.

Chapter 16 Body Temperature Rise

During the few days since menstruation, Ji Zijin was a little listless, but Ji Zijin had been cooking ginger syrup for her three times a day, which was better than her three times a day. Meals are also on time.

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