Chapter 7:

Faced with the invitation from his mother-in-law, Song Qinghan was not very used to it. www.sto123.cc
From the age of five, after his younger brother was born, he felt the gap in his status and began to understand one thing-even a mother-in-law would not be selfless.
Therefore, except when he did not have the ability to survive alone, he received help from others, and when he was 15 years old, he was rarely helped.
In this village, he received the most help, probably Su Zhengyang, because the first ration for earning a living was directed by him. This is also the case. In the face of Su Jiao’s calculation, after Su Zhengyang personally prayed He endured it, said nothing, and defaulted on all attitudes.
Last time I went to my mother-in-law's house, it was because there were a few brothers in it. Now that there is everything in the house, he doesn't want to go too much.
Song Qinghan just wanted to let Su Jiao Jiao go by himself. He just had something to eat at home. Anyway, both legs were injured. Even if Qiang could walk, it was not convenient.
Who knew that the girl who was just hungry and wanted to eat immediately refused immediately, and there was a little more voice in her voice:
Mom, no, I see everything here, I just learn to cook now. , I’ll do it myself."
Sun Fang hesitated for a moment, but seeing her daughter's spirit, she didn't ask for it.
Anyway, at home there are leftovers and leftovers. In fact, it is not a good thing. The slightly better things are eaten up by the people who come to the banquet.
She nodded: "Sure, then be careful."
"Uh huh!" Su Jiaojia nodded her eyes brightly. She had jumped up and stood up just now, feeling too tired. She sent Sun Fang away and rushed to the kitchen.
Song Qinghan was dumbfounded.
He sat on the chair in the hall, looked at the busy voice in the kitchen, and wondered at the bottom of his heart: Are the girls' emotions so rapidly changing?
He had not been in contact with the girl and it was not clear.
But she was very active when she was busy, and she didn't go by, lest he help him down.
Thinking of this, Song Qinghan glanced at his pair of legs, one ankle bone fracture, and one middle . Fortunately, he did not hurt the tibia, and he has recovered most of it.
But the doctor said that he is likely to be a lame in the future, this leg can't help.
I didn't think it was before, but now... his eyes are dim, and his heart is a bit sour. It's like eating a persimmon that hasn't been cooked.
Because of his situation, he didn’t want to see his parents scolding him a lot after he heard that subsidies have been spent on medical expenses, and he didn’t let him rest at home that day. Directly asked for separation, fearing he would find the money they had sent back before.
If it wasn't for the help of the captain and his comrades-in-arms, they would have hoped that they would not give anything.
"Well, I don't know how to cook, but it should be good." A delicate voice interrupted his gaze on his legs, and Song Qinghan raised his eyes and saw that the white was rosy, as if that crispy sweet Only a small face appeared in front of her eyes, her eyes were shiny, the tip of her nose overflowed with sweat beads, and her red lips petals raised a beautiful smile.
She held a bowl in her hands to her, just like a treasure, with obvious expectations in her eyes, like asking for praise?
Song Qinghan was a little stunned, looking at the simple but beautiful noodles with a sizzle of heat on his face, confusing his eyes, and the disgusting face that had been remembered in the heart of the time before. Most of it disappeared, leaving only a blurry shadow.
"Hmm~" Song Qinghan nodded, his throat slightly choked, instinctively stretched his face, hiding his emotions, and picked up chopsticks.
Noodles are the most common hand-made noodles in town. They taste average, and they taste average, even if they are lighter, they taste a bit bland.
But Song Qinghan nodded his head, his cold expression (color) softened a little.
Su Jiao saw his reaction, and was immediately delighted, and further asked: "Is it delicious?"
Looking at her bright eyes, Song Qinghan's tongue reached the upper jaw, suddenly he was reluctant to tell the truth, hesitated for a moment, or nodded: "... delicious."
Su Jiao Jiao smiled, and was about to complete the task happily, and heard the voice of the matchmaker system in her ears saying: [Praise is not sincere enough, please host to make persistent efforts! 】
Su Jiao looked suspiciously at the addition of some green vegetables and noodles with an egg. Isn't it delicious? impossible?
But seeing Song Qinghan eats very seriously.
Su Jiao Jiao was indignant and praised so untruthfully, dare to eat? She frowned, grabbing the tableware directly, and facing Song Qinghan's blankly raised head, she said fiercely: "Sincerely boast, otherwise you will not eat!"
This is the food she cooked by herself, shouldn't she be grateful? Even if it's not as good as the chef's food, it can't be praised for being so insincere?
Song Qinghan: "..."
The girl's crisp voice made Song Qinghan unprepared. He looked at her with a brutal expression, but when she saw her, her eyebrows were twisted, her small mouth slightly twitched, and her pretty face was a bit childish, remembering what her father-in-law said to him: "Jiao Jiao is still young, (sexual) child is more stubborn, but not a bad-hearted child, you have more fullness."
The coldness he had just given birth softened again. After all, she had never cooked before, and the first noodles could do so well. It was because he demanded so much. Song Qinghan calmed down calmly and said seriously: " really tasty."
His voice was low, and he looked at her with a little smile in the corner of his eyes, and then looked at the handsome eyebrows, and even sitting still tall, Su Jiao suddenly felt that his cheeks were slightly hot, and at the same time the matchmaker's system sounded: [... …The task is completed and rewards are being distributed! 】
The voice is inexplicably revealing a weak energy and guilty conscience.
Su Jiao Jia was relieved, and quickly returned the bowl: "Eat, I will go to dinner too."
After that, she hurried to the kitchen to serve her noodles. There was only a shallow bottom of the bowl, but when she picked up the bowl, there was an additional chicken cutlet out of nowhere, and the scent came immediately, and Su Jiao sucked deeply. This scent, smirk: "True fragrance!"
But when she finishes the chicken cutlet and eats noodles, then...

Into the night.
Su Jiao came out of the bathroom, refreshing.
The wind at night is cool, and blowing on your body is even more uncomfortable.
Su Jiao Jiao (mo Mo) (mo Mo) belly bulging, and a hiccup full of chicken ribs, and (mo Mo) (mo Mo) just washed her face tender and tender face, it is quite a pity Can't see Shui Furong's self.
I used to take a bath at home (xi), every time I finished washing, I felt myself in front of the mirror.
However, the mirrors in this house are relatively blurred. Although they can be seen clearly, they are still discounted.
It was a pity that she walked back quickly (sleeping Shui).
Although Song Qinghan was injured in his leg, he had great strength in his hand, and he had no problem taking care of himself. Sujiao did not have to worry. Except when he returned to the room, he saw that the half-bed was empty and some of his legs were soft.
Fortunately, the bed was large enough, the two each had a thin quilt, Song Qinghan (sleeping Shui) was on the inside, his hands were lying flat, his stomach was covered with horns, and his eyes were closed under the dim oil lamp. It was estimated that he had already (sleeping Shui) Started.
This is also just right, Su Jiao Jiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, blew out the oil lamp, and lay on (bed chuang).
I thought I had to change places, and I wouldn't be able to sleep (Shui Shui). Who wouldn't lie down soon, Su Jiao Jiao was already asleep (Shui Shui), my dream was full of snacks, and ipad chase drama, it was really beautiful.
Just (sleeping Shui) sleeping (sleeping Shui), suddenly heard the crunchy voice of the matchmaker system roaring and calling himself: [Host you wake up! 】
【Host! Hurry up, something big is happening! 】
[Host, are you going to be a widow? 】
Su Jiao Jiao was awakened from her dream and heard the last sentence: "..."
At this time, there is no need to say anything on the small system, Su Jiao Jiao also knows the situation, there is a big fireball around, and from time to time a painful groan.
Have a fever?
Su Jiao Jiao frowned slightly and heard a sentence when reading a novel. The original owner was taking advantage of Song Qinghan's illness when he was with Xiaobai's face. She thought that illness was his leg's problem. The result now seems to be a fever?
...
【Ding! Task 6, the person with fever is very uncomfortable, please ask the host to wipe the body for her husband, lower the temperature, reward: a full-length mirror! 】
Su Jiao Jia heard the sentence when she brought the match from the kitchen. She didn't have time to be happy. The mirror she wanted was now available. She lighted the oil lamp directly, and went to cool water to wipe him.
Putting hands on Song Qinghan's cheek, only to find that his temperature is too high?
She quickly wiped him while asking the system: [Is there any antipyretic medicine? Can I buy it? 】
The matchmaker system reacted and quickly said: [some, some! Should the host buy it? A box of fifty cents, ten packs! 】
[Buy] Su Jiao Jiao finished, a box of antipyretics appeared on hand, familiar brand: Gankang, this thing is very useful for antipyretics, especially for the first time to eat, she quickly broke the medicine in half, take Half of them were stuffed into Song Qinghan's mouth.
Who knows that this person's defense is quite strong (qiang), the lips are tightly squeezed, and there is no meaning to open at all.
Su Jiao Jiao angrily pinched his jaws to squeeze in the middle, squeezed his mouth straight, this broke through the defense line of the lips, as a result, there are teeth.
"...Song Qinghan! Open your mouth!" She snorted.
Seemingly, Song Qinghan closed the eyelid, the eyeball moved, but did not open, but the seal of the tooth was much looser, Su Jiaojiao directly stuffed the medicine, immediately the index finger was bitten, soft Tongue against her fingertips.
pain!
Su Jiao's face was black, and she didn't have any beauty in her heart. She threatened fiercely: "Release! Or I'll bite you!"
Song Qinghan's lines didn't move, but the thick eyebrows were already frowned. Presumably it was Gan Kang's opening in his mouth, and the bitterness (thorn ci) irritated him.
Su Jiao Jiao sneered and bit him on the shoulder: "Aooo!" Ruthlessly.
Song Qinghan, who was burning and muddy, whimpered painfully, and his mouth subconsciously relaxed.
Su Jiao quickly took out his hand, wiped the sip of water on him, and took the cold water prepared for himself from the bedside table and sent it over.
This time it was honest, and I could get up a little bit along her strength, swallowed the cold water, swallowed the half bitter medicine, but the lip was aggrieved and deflated, like a child eating The expression after the dislike.
Su Jiao Jiao poked his face funny, his face (color) is a little more beautiful.
After drinking water, Song Qinghan continued to faint (sleep Shui).
Su Jiao Jiao wiped the sweat on her forehead and had to wipe her body. The medicine was there, but the task had not been completed. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but vomit: [Red, can it be reliable? Is it bad to let me buy medicine directly? 】
The matchmaker said with a guilty conscience: [The host is so big, I don’t want to let you krypton gold~~~] The last three words are extremely humble.
[...Thank you Honghong! ] Su Jiao Jia smiled helplessly, coaxed the child back, and continued to wipe Song Qinghan seriously, after the face was wiped, and then unbuttoned the clothes.
But after taking off her clothes, she took a deep breath and was stupid.
I saw a sharp scar on his body that almost slanted across the waist and abdomen. When I looked closely, the wound that had been mostly grown, but it was split for more than one reason, the deepest part in the middle was slightly white, blood (color) Dull!
There are some purple (color) marks on the blood stains, which should have been taken, but it is not very effective. Some infections have caused fever tonight.
Look at Song Qinghan's deep breath, the warm body, and the content of the original plot. Su Jiao suddenly had a red eyes, and some guilt just revenge (sexually) biting him.