Chapter 2194 Go Home

Xu Ci also saw her, quickly locked the car, and came over to show off to her: "The claw machine is used to catch people. Isn't it great?"

"Why do you catch so many of these things?" she couldn't help but ask.

"Don't mention it. I borrowed 500 yuan from a fool before and refused to pay him back after urging him several times. Today he paid me back 500 yuan of game currency, so I beat him up in the morning."

"So they helped you fight this morning?"

"..." Xu Ci pursed his lips and did not answer, suddenly feeling that he was really not a military advisor with his IQ.

When they entered the building and waited for the elevator, Xu Ci showed his doll to Xu Youyou: "See if you like it, I'll give you one." He turned around in front of her.

Xu Youyou shook her head and refused.

"Hurry up, it's useless for a grown man like me to collect so many dolls."

Xu Youyou thought for a while, untied two identical little bunny dolls from Xu Ci's waist, and held them in his hands.

"I think this one is pretty good-looking too." Xu Ci pointed at a little lion.

"It's pretty ugly..."

"It's so beautiful, with piercing eyes." Xu Ci said as he untied the little lion, walked behind Xu Youyou, and hung it directly on the zipper of Xu Youyou's school bag.

Xu Youyou was particularly disgusted. In the end, she didn't bother to care about it and went straight into the elevator.

When Xu Ci entered the elevator, he lowered his head and sent a message. The two of them didn't speak anymore. It wasn't until Xu Youyou walked out of the elevator that Xu Ci said: "Goodbye, my love."

Xu Youyou turned around and saw that the elevator door had been closed, and couldn't help but frown.

mine?

Is she too sensitive?

When she got home, she smelled something burnt again, and she suddenly forgot to think about anything.

It turned out that the vegetables at home were burnt, and my mother completely forgot about it.

Xu Youyou quickly turned off the liquefied gas.

This weekend, Suixin went home again.

Before leaving, she said she was tired of being together with Gu Yinshu, and she still missed home.

When I got off the bus Suixin, Father Jiang was already waiting at the door. Although he is past middle age, he is still handsome and handsome, but his personality is too silent and seems a bit dull.

When Jiang's father saw her coming out, a smile quickly appeared on his face, and then disappeared quickly. He took her suitcase and put it in the back seat. Suixin felt as excited as just coming home and kept chattering. Jiang's father listened to her and occasionally nodded to indicate that he was listening.

She was used to it, and she couldn't stop having fun talking about it. After a while, she said she was tired and leaned against the car window a little tiredly. Then she remembered that she had not sent a message to the boy.

She thought that the young man might have a grievance on his face at this moment, so she laughed softly. He was texting with a smile on his face, looking like he was in love.

Jiang's father saw his daughter's shy look in the mirror and couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say anything. When Suixin entered the house, her mother was cooking in the kitchen. She walked over, hugged her, and said, "Mom, what are you cooking that tastes delicious?"

"It scared me to death!" Jiang's mother was startled by her, "The kitchen smells of oily smoke, get out quickly." Suixin rubbed it again and went out with a smile.

She was sitting on the sofa at home, holding a pillow in her arms, and couldn't help but roll over. The sofa was still the same sofa, and the TV was still the same old TV. Everything was so familiar and yet strange. Well, it's better to go home.

After a while, Suixin heard the familiar sound of her mother opening the meal, "Wash your hands and eat." Jiang's father quickly went into the kitchen, served dishes and rice, silently showing off his affection.

Suixin was already used to it, so she went to wash her hands in the sink with Jiang's mother. Jiang's mother laughed angrily.

At the dinner table, the two started chatting, and Father Jiang usually listened.