The First Generation of Celebrities [1980s]

Chapter 20 - She wished her hair were all delicate.

Zhangyang couldn't help but curl up his toes and said nothing, just tapping her little head on Ji Xingzhi's chest.

　　Ji Xingzhi watched the little fox turn into a little ostrich for a second, and raised his lips silently. There is some itching in the chest, and I don't know if it's because the person in my arms was not very honest and made a slight movement just now.

　　Ji Xingzhi didn't feel it was too much of a burden to hold someone in his arms, and he paid for the medicine and took the medicine with a normal expression.

　　He had carried Zhangyang on his back before. At that time, Ji Xingzhi knew that the person in his arms was very light. But now when he was holding someone in his arms, he didn't know if it was because he knew that the person in his arms was his fiancée. There were many things that Li Ming had never thought about. Things were popping up crazily in his mind at this time.

　　For example, she is so soft.

　　It smells good too.

　　So squeamish too.

　　However, I don't hate it.

　　Ji Xingzhi took the medicine and did not leave the hospital directly. Instead, he sat on the hospital bench with Zhangyang in his arms and put her down.

　　Ji Xingzhi stretched out his hand and put the hat on Zhangyang's face. The olive green military hat looked very different from the pink and gold cheongsam she was wearing at the moment, but because of her cold and beautiful face, it made people laugh. There was an unreasonable throbbing in my heart. Especially those eyes, when looking at people, they are innocent and like a cat spirit.

　　Ji Xingzhi rolled his Adam's apple, "Spray some medicine first, please bear with it." Zhangyang nodded obediently.

　　After Ji Xingzhi applied the medicine, he took out the ankle brace the doctor had mentioned and fixed Zhangyang's ankle. In this action, it was inevitable that his big hand would hold Zhangyang's injured foot.

　　His hands are big, but the foot he holds is small.

　　Ji Xingzhi's palms and fingertips were calloused to varying degrees, while Zhangyang's soles and insteps were very soft. Although she was prepared, the moment her foot was held by Ji Xingzhi, she still couldn't control her body's instinctive reaction. She shrank subconsciously when she encountered the rough touch.

　　"Don't be afraid." Ji Xingzhi grabbed her feet gently and said as if to comfort her.

　　Zhang Yang couldn't help but lower her head and pursed her lips.

　　The man has been training all year round, and his skin has been tanned into a deep wheat color, but what she dislikes the most is exercise. Even if her classmates used to invite her to go sunbathing on the beach, she would like to hide in the shade all the time. His skin, which was originally very white, was now dazzlingly white against the background of Ji Xingzhi, forming a sharp contrast.

　　Zhangyang looked away. She didn't understand that it was just a simple action of applying medicine and protective gear. Why, why did she feel a little... astringent?

　　After leaving the hospital, Ji Xingzhi carried Zhangyang and put her in the car.

　　"Wait a minute." After Ji Xingzhi finished speaking, he quickly ran towards a canteen next to the hospital's outpatient department. When Zhangyang saw this, she suddenly had an ominous premonition.

　　Sure enough, within a few minutes, Ji Xingzhi came back with a pair of rose pink ladies' slippers.

　　When Zhang Yang's eyes touched the familiar pair of slippers, her brows twitched uncontrollably.

　　"So ugly." Zhangyang said.

　　When she returned to China and met Ji Xingzhi, she didn't know who he was. She accepted Ji Xingzhi's kindness, but it was different now. She and Ji Xingzhi didn't seem to be just strangers. Zhangyang commented unceremoniously. come out.

　　Ji Xingzhi, who was putting on her shoes, paused and looked up to see the young girl pouting in his seat.

　　He understood that someone had transformed from a little ostrich into a little peacock who loves beauty, wishing that her hair was all delicate.

　　Ji Xingzhi was not angry. On the contrary, his eyes even couldn't help but smile a little.

　　"There's only red and blue, so there's no choice," he said.

　　Zhangyang said "Oh", as if accepting the reality. But when I thought about what the doctor just said that I couldn't wear high heels during this period, I became a little frustrated.

　　She can't wear these ugly plastic slippers to work every day, right?

　　"I want to go to the mall. I don't have flat shoes at home." Zhangyang said, staring at the slippers on her feet. She knew that there was a time limit for Ji Xingzhi to go out during the day, and she didn't intend to embarrass Ji Xingzhi. "You drive me there." Just at the entrance of the shopping mall." Only one of her feet was injured and she could still walk.

　　Ji Xingzhi glanced at his watch. He still had time. "I'll go with you."

　　Zhangyang raised her eyebrows in surprise, but did not refute.

　　After getting off the car, Zhangyang insisted on walking by herself. Ji Xingzhi let her go, but he took Zhangyang's satchel and carried it on his body without saying a word. He was tall and tall, wearing a straight military uniform, but he was carrying a pearl lady's bag no bigger than a palm, which made him look particularly funny.

　　Zhangyang couldn't help but laugh when she saw it. She motioned to Ji Xingzhi to return the bag to him, and said with a chuckle: "You don't want face?" Ji Xingzhi stood beside her, dutifully made a walking stick, pursed his lips and spoke. : "It doesn't matter."

　　The little peacock wants face more. He is used to being rough and doesn't care what others think of him.

　　With the two of them looking like this, it was really hard not to attract the attention of others.

　　The man was tall and mighty, but he carefully supported the young girl in the gold-pink cheongsam next to him. That straight face showed some helplessness, but there was no hint of impatience.

　　Ji Xingzhi did not give Zhangyang the opportunity to "golden rooster independence". Every time he went to a store where Zhangyang wanted to go shopping, he helped people sit on the soft leather sofa in the store.

　　"What do you want? I'll get it."

　　His action almost made the shopping guide useless.

　　Zhangyang was thin-skinned and didn't want to pay attention to him at all at first. She only asked the counter sister for help. Who knew that Ji Xingzhi, relying on his height and long legs, could always move one step faster than the cabinet sister and bring her favorite shoes to him.

　　Zhangyang was at a loss at the beginning, but in the end he was able to face it all calmly.

　　Finally, she chose three pairs of flat shoes, and Ji Xingzhi went directly to check out.

　　Zhangyang was still sitting in the store waiting for him. The shopping guide smiled and said, "You and your husband have a really good relationship."