108 style new wife on the road

"Wow, so handsome..."

"His girlfriend is so happy, and will help her buy these things."

"It's the dead thing in my house that won't buy these for me."

"I'm so envious..."

"Look, look, he doesn't seem to know what to buy!"

The expression on Zou Jimian's face was indifferent. Although his eyes were looking at the row of sanitary napkins, the voices of those women's discussions came from his ears from time to time, and a trace of embarrassment flashed through the depths of his eyes.

He took a bag casually, and when he saw the word Sophie, his brows slowly frowned, as if...where did he hear it...

Then he took another bag with a serious face. When he saw the seven-dimensional space, his brows furrowed even deeper. Why are there so many brands?
"Sir, which one do you want to choose?"

The salesman finally couldn't stand it anymore, and walked up to Zou Jimian, who was holding several packs of sanitary napkins, holding back the smile on his face.

The way he frowned and chose these is really unbearable.

Zou Jimian raised his brows, and he twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and after he removed the embarrassment in his eyes, he looked at the salesman and said in a low voice:

"Which of these... is better?"

He didn't know what Su Tong used...

The salesman couldn't help laughing, looking at these brands, he couldn't help explaining to Zou Jimian with a smile:
"They are all very easy to use. Which one does your girlfriend usually use?"

Zou Jimian was taken aback by her question, and Zou Jimian was uncomfortable with the way those women who were choosing sanitary napkins looked at him. He raised his eyebrows and said casually:
"Take one of each, wrap it up for me and go to the front desk to pay."

The salesperson couldn't help laughing, nodded immediately and quickly took a pack of each and threw them into the shopping cart.

Finally, when he pushed the shopping cart to the front desk, everyone who noticed the contents of his cart couldn't help being surprised.

"Hi sir, the total is 380."

Zou Jimian frowned tightly. He glanced at the bag of sanitary napkins, and a low and magnetic voice sounded slowly:

"Can I swipe my card?"

The employee smiled apologetically, shook his head and said:
"The credit card machine was broken this morning, sir, do you have no cash?"

Zou Jimian's face froze for a while, he glanced at those people standing behind in line from the corner of his eye, frowning slightly, retracted his eyes and couldn't help saying:
"Let them settle the bill first, I'll go out and make a phone call."

After he finished his words, he walked out, but no one doubted Zou Jimian's words, he could tell at a glance that Zou Jimian's status was extraordinary, just with that bag of sanitary napkins...

"Take the money and go to the small supermarket on the east side of the district."

As soon as Zou Jimian finished speaking, Rick couldn't help bursting into laughter. He laughed and joked as he walked down the stairs:
"Did you forget to take the money when you bought something?"

There was a smirk in his eyes, and Zou Jimian cut off the phone just after asking, Rick laughed a few times, and immediately ran upstairs and drove east.

Quickly stopped the car, walked to Zou Jimian, bent over and handed over the wallet respectfully, laughing:

"Here, Young Master Zou."

With a smirk on his face.

Zou Jimian glanced at his flattering gesture, casually picked up the wallet in his hand, opened it casually, took a few hundred dollars, and walked in.

In front of everyone, he gave the money to the cashier and went out with the bag of sanitary napkins.

"Ah ha ha!!!"

Rick couldn't help lying on the car, and laughed when he saw Zou Jimian coming out with the bag of things.

Zou Jimian's face darkened again and again, he threw Rick aside, got into the car, and drove away.

Rick still couldn't stop his smile. If Aunt Xue hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that Zou Jimian was here to buy sanitary napkins. It's really unbelievable that the dignified successor of the Zou family came here to buy sanitary napkins.

"Master, are you back?"

Listening to the voice, Aunt Xue asked aloud while scooping up the soup in the pot.

Zou Jimian let out a benediction, then evasively carried the bag of sanitary napkins up the stairs, but fortunately Aunt Xue didn't look back.

After returning upstairs, I saw Su Tong staring at the ground with a depressed face.

"Cough cough."

The light cough immediately attracted Su Tong's attention. Su Tong turned his eyes and looked at the person who came in. When she saw that it was Zou Jimian, her flushed face immediately lowered again, Uncomfortable face.

A slight smile flashed across Zou Jimian's eyes, and he walked slowly to Su Tong's side, put the things in his hands on the table, gave a light grace, and said in a low voice:
"First... go change it..."

When Su Tong heard the words, she blushed and secretly looked at the things on the table. She could vaguely see the things in the bag. She was surprised for a moment, and immediately grabbed them with her hands. After scanning the things inside, she rubbed her face It turned red all of a sudden, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"You...how long will it take me?"

A suspicious look crossed Zou Jimian's face.

He shifted his eyes, coughed lightly again to cover up his embarrassment, Zou Jimian frowned, gave a weird hum, and said again:
"Go and change your clothes first, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable. The clothes are inside."

His eyes pointed to the bathroom.

Su Tong lowered his head shyly. He wanted to refuse, but his situation did not allow it. He nodded in a daze, picked up the sanitary napkin and walked out of bed in embarrassment. With his head down, he awkwardly walked towards the bathroom.

Although Zou Jimian was embarrassed, seeing Su Tong like this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. He shook his head and walked to the side of the computer desk. He opened his eyes and inquired about menstrual periods on it.

Aunt Xue slowly brought up the hangover soup and a bowl of dark syrup, and put them on the bedside table. When she saw a bag of sanitary napkins, she couldn't help laughing, her wrinkled cheeks were covered with a smile.

"Young master, I've put this hangover soup here, and a bowl of brown sugar water. Remember to ask this girl to drink it. I'll go down and deliver the soup to Xiaojie, so that child Liang Yi won't worry."

His eyes were on the computer inadvertently. He was old, but his eyes were fine. A smile flashed across his eyes. Since Zou Jimian told her not to tell Mr. Zou, Aunt Xue's mouth would naturally be kept shut.

After the words fell, this slowly left the room.

Su Tong, who was lying in the bathtub, listened to the movement outside, her ears perked up slightly, and when she heard the kind voice that was a bit vicissitudes and kind, she felt strange and curious...

Thinking about it this way, it seems that Su Tong is not familiar with the Zou family...

She suppressed the embarrassment in her eyes, watched the water in the bathtub gradually turn red, immediately put in the water, and rinsed it hastily.

Su Tong took off the bathrobe on the side and wrapped it around his body before running out barefoot.

Wet feet stepped on the floor, and Zou Jimian's attention was immediately attracted by the sound.

He frowned slowly, and turned his head to look at Su Tong who jumped onto the bed with bare feet, and his wet hair.

Standing up, he walked to Su Tong's side with a cold face and asked in a deep voice:

"Why don't you blow out your hair before you come out?"

The displeased voice reached Su Tong's ears. The irritability of her menstrual period made her feel even more flustered. Her eyes flickered before she replied:
"Too lazy to do it, I want to rest."

After speaking, with wet hair, he retracted into the quilt, trying to cover his head together.

Zou Jimian's eyes sank, a hint of danger flashed in his eyes, and he lifted her quilt without any explanation.

There was a faint groove in the bathrobe, and Zou Jimian's deep eyes couldn't help moving away.

When Su Tong realized that he was not wearing a bra, he immediately sat up straight, pulled off his bathrobe, and asked unnaturally with a trace of blush:
"What do you want me to do, I'm very tired now."

There was a hint of impatience hidden in the voice.

Zou Jimian withdrew his eyes lightly, turned around and took out the hair dryer from the bathroom, and lifted Su Tong's hair with his big hands without hesitation, the warm wind immediately blew on Su Tong's hair, and said calmly:
"After drying your hair and drinking sober soup, go to sleep. If you don't want to have a headache the next day, just sit obediently."

Su Tong's body was stiff, his hands were gently sliding on his hair, accompanied by the warm wind blowing over, the strangeness in his heart made Su Tong's whole face turn red, as if he was about to bleed.

But in the guest room below, it made people feel a burst of depression.

Aunt Xue looked at Liang Yi's silent face in embarrassment, she sighed faintly, looked at Bai Jie's stubborn face, she couldn't say anything, she shook her head and retreated to the door, looked at the two and said:
"Aunt Xue doesn't know what's wrong with the two of you. Let's have a good soup first. It's early morning, so go to bed early."

After exiting, the door was closed, and the room fell into silence again.

Liang Yi frowned tightly, looking at the residue that Bai Jie dropped from the bowl of soup, a trace of helplessness flashed deep in his eyes.

He pursed his lips and asked:

"Drink the soup first and rest first, and don't waste the bowl that Aunt Xue brought to you, okay?"

There was a trace of softness on that face, and the eyes were clear, and only in front of Bai Jie and his brothers, Liang Yi would confess tenderly.

Bai Jie sneered, looked at Liang Yi's smile with disdain, pointed to the door with her long and slender fingers, and said with a trace of impatience:

"You will disappear in front of my eyes immediately, maybe I will feel better and drink this bowl of soup."

A trace of coldness flashed through the depths of his eyes.

Liang Yi frowned, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, seeing Bai Jie's look of disdain, puzzlement flooded up in his heart.

"Bai Jie, how long ago did that happen, why do you still think about that, you clearly know that I love you!"

His words seemed to ignite the fire in Bai Jie's heart, resentment flashed across Bai Jie's eyes, and she looked at Liang Yi with a cold face.

"That's right, I'm such a grudge-loving person, Liang Yi, I remember things from so long ago, in your mouth, love is just a cheap word, can't you use this trick on anyone?!"

If it wasn't for that incident, the two of them would not have been in a stalemate until now.

Liang Yi's face darkened, saying that he was gentle, and he also had his own bottom line, and Bai Jie had always been his bottom line.

Seeing Bai Jie's disdainful face, and seeing him not going to drink unless he left, Liang Yi nodded with difficulty, stood up from the chair, and covered the quilt with Bai Jie without any explanation, then turned and left.

"Rest well, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

His words struck Bai Jie's heart.

The moment the door closed, a dark color flashed across the depths of Bai Jie's eyes, the eye sockets seemed to turn red a lot, her body went limp, and she stared blankly at the ceiling above her head.