One Pet Marriage (Ancient and Modern)

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Returning home before Tang You'an, after parking the car in the garage, Song Xici had just walked out when he saw Tang You'an's figure appearing at the gate.

At that moment, she didn't know what was going on with her, probably because she was prone to convulsions because of a ghost in her heart, so she went directly to the kitchen and opened the window door there.

In my impression, the window had been broken for two days and hadn't been locked, so Song Xici was about to open it and turned inside.But……

Fuck Fuck Fuck!How can it be so difficult to pull? !

Song Xici tried his best to eat n_ai, and finally opened the window that didn't work well, then he put his hands on the table nervously, and jumped up to sit on it.

After struggling to get up like Corgi was on the table, Song Xici straddled one leg into the room, one leg out the window, and one shoe fell on the lawn outside... Blowing on the hair scattered on the bridge of her nose, she just I feel like I'm about to meet God.

On the other side, Tang You'an, who had just entered the door and put on his shoes, frowned after hearing the strange movement from the kitchen, then picked up a wooden stick from the corner of the cabinet next to the door, twirled it, and held it in the palm of his hand. Patted lightly, then walked lightly towards the kitchen.

Just as Tang You'an approached the kitchen door, there was a sudden sound of something breaking and a heavy object falling to the ground.

So, she hastily stepped up and walked in.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, Tang You'an saw a woman sitting on the ground with a fork in her arms, with a stainless steel soup pot on her head.

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Chapter 44

"Xi Ci?" Tang You'an put the stick aside, looked suspiciously at the wide open window, as well as the pile of broken glass and a few flowers on the ground, then walked quickly towards her.

"What's the matter with you?" After taking the pot off Song Xici's head and putting it on the table, Tang You'an frowned and looked at her disheveled, looking like she was about to die.

"I wanted to practice dancing on a whim," Song Xici answered through gritted teeth, enduring the pain, "you know, splitting is one of its basic skills."

Although she really knew how to do the splits when she was receiving body training, she hasn't done the splits for a long time, and then she did the splits with her feet slipping. To be honest, it hurts a bit.

"Why don't you stay on the bed and practice some dancing when you have a cold?" Tang You'an looked at her, not knowing what to say about her.

It's too disobedient.Now Song Xici's impression in her mind is a severely disabled person who has no ability to take care of himself.Or else it's wise, after all, how can normal people not want to feel good about themselves so much?

"Can you stand up?" Tang You'an asked again.

"Don't worry, I can do it..." Song Xici said, supporting the ground with his hands, ready to get up little by little.

However, as soon as Song Xici stretched out her hand, Tang You'an found that there was a small piece of glass stuck in the palm of her right hand.In addition, the bright red blood was flowing out from the small opening and spreading around, which looked really scary.

At the same time, Song Xici also noticed it, and then put his hands in front of his eyes, looking confused.After a while, she yelled "It hurts" belatedly.

Her hands ached, her legs ached, and she really felt like she was dying.

Tang Youan looked at her, without saying a word, he held her arm, helped her up, and brought Song Xici, whose legs were trembling, into the living room.

After letting Song Xici sit down on the sofa, Tang You'an immediately turned around and brought out a medicine box.

After searching, he took out a pair of tweezers, some cottonwood bags, and hemostatic gauze, and then Tang Youan sat down beside Song Xici: "Show me your hand."

Song Xici looked at those things, nodded, and immediately stretched out his hand.When she saw Tang You'an stretching out the tweezers towards her palm, she closed her eyes again and turned her head to the side.

"Do you think you can take care of yourself by yourself?" Tang You'an asked while treating the wound on her hand.

"It should be possible..." At this moment, Song Xici's hands shook, and his brows frowned in pain.

"Should?" Tang Youan looked up at her after bandaging her hand.

Song Xici looked at her and suddenly choked up.

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you? What do you want to eat?" Tang You'an asked again after treating her wound and packing up the medicine box.

"Noodles." Song Xici casually mentioned a food.

"Okay, then wait a minute." After Tang You'an finished speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Song Xici's gaze followed her back for a while, then curled up on the sofa, and let out a long breath.She didn't even know what she was doing every day, she was so stupid.When she was in love with Zhang Ke, and when she and Meng Meng held high the banner of friendship, although she always suspected that they had a dog outside and often got into trouble about it, she never did such a stupid thing.

Tang You'an walked into the kitchen, packed up the broken vase dregs and flowers on the floor and threw them into the trash can, then looked at the window and reached out to pull it, but found that it was a bit stubborn and the lock was broken, so he went first I called someone to make an appointment to fix it, then I took some ingredients out of the refrigerator and started cooking noodles for Song Xici.

When putting the noodles into the pot, Tang You'an remembered what Song Xici said again.

It seems that Song Xici really doesn't care much about himself, no matter from the beginning or until now.

Moreover, she seems to have really made up her mind to be single for the rest of her life.I don't know if if I cling to her again, it will make her feel disgusted.

In the end, Tang Youan turned off the fire, and after a steaming bowl of noodles in clear soup came out of the pot, he sprinkled some chopped green onion on the surface, took it out, and placed it on the tea table in front of Song Xici: "Since you have a cold , just eat something light, I didn’t put chili, and I didn’t put much seasoning.”

Seeing this, Song Xici immediately put away the mobile phone he was chatting with Meng Meng just now.

Although the bowl of noodles in front of me looks very light, it exudes an incomparably delicious taste.

"It smells good without putting it on!" Song Xici said, reaching for the chopsticks, but suddenly found that his hands were wrapped in gauze, so it was not easy to handle at all.

"Let me feed you." Seeing this, Tang Youan took the chopsticks over first, "As long as you don't dislike it."

Song Xici was slightly taken aback, then brushed his hair back and nodded.