Chapter 247

Qixi Festival is over.

I went to Xu Qing's house to have a meal. It was almost seven o'clock when I finished eating. Then I came back from shopping. It was very late.

Jiang He didn't even play the game. He turned on the computer to listen to the song. He propped up his chin and leaned against the lyrics on the screen, thinking about things there.

After washing the silk towel, Xu Qing unfolded it, clamped it between the two corners and hung it on the clothesline. When she came back, she saw a picture of the female Xia meditating.

"What are you thinking?"

"People's time is limited. The more things I like to do, the less time I can allocate to everything."

Jiang He thought about what he was doing every day, and suddenly felt that he was running out of time.

"Because of today?" Xu Qing a little surprised, looking at the computer asked.

This kind of problem should not be thought of by the female Xia. She dances with swords every day. What's the matter with... Time?

I didn't see her cherish her time when I played with her 1.6 meter long sword.

"It just occurred to me."

Jiang he scratched his head, immediately put aside those messy ideas, got up and went to the bedroom. When he passed the table, he teased the wax gourd standing on it to inspect the territory with his fingers.

"You don't think it's a waste of time for us to go shopping, do you?" Xu Qing frowned slightly. He didn't want Jiang He to live because he was shopping.

"Why, I think the live broadcast took up the time we went out together."

Jiang He looks back at him with a smile and goes into the bedroom. After a while, he comes out with his pajamas.

See Xu Qing sitting in the computer there, she leaned over from behind to peck at Xu Qing's side face.

It may be that there were too many idle times in the past. With the enrichment of life, the feeling that time was not enough naturally came into being.

Make a friend, and then hang out with Xu Qing, it's time to go to bed at night.

If the time with Xu Qing is guaranteed, reading, practicing martial arts, playing computer games, fishing and going out with friends are bound to be compressed.

"Go on tomorrow?" Asked Xu Qing.

"Well, where to?"

"I'm kidding you. Go on."

Han Han, Xu Qing waved to her, opened the small broken station to see her video data.

Every time the recording frequency of the live broadcast is sent up, which is also part of the income. In the future, every person who looks at it will generate income. With the extension of the time line, the popularity is high, and these mosquito legs can not be underestimated.

Will Jiang He's income surpass him one day?

Xu Qing's mind suddenly came up with an idea that he couldn't fight and make money. It seemed that he was going to die.

Be a stupid man who washes, cooks and holds a baby at home?

He thought of Jiang He's great ideal in his heart, felt his chin and fell into meditation.

A modern woman who is capable of writing and fighting

Jiang He.

He raised it all by himself.

It's kind of exciting.

Jiang he swung his long legs out of the bathroom. His pajamas only reached his knees. His long, round legs looked very powerful - actually very powerful.

She buttocks to see Xu Qing next to his home page, said: "what is this?"

"Let's make a news, today's Tanabata..."

Xu Qing is Jiang He's operation officer. She can't be careless just because she has more income than herself. She always tries her best.

"I'm a little famous in this game now. Pingping told me that the platform is small and the DNF section is not very popular. She asked me if I wanted to change the platform." Jiang He thinks of what Gong Ping said to him and asks Xu Qing for advice.

Xu Qing had already thought about it and pondered, "do you want to fight like this all the time?"

Jiang He didn't say anything, looked at the screen and thought silently for a while, then slowly shook his head.

The upper limit of the operation of this game is so high. No matter how much she plays, she is almost the same as someone who has spent a lot of effort to build equipment and good technology.

As for building her own number... She doesn't like playing this game in the future.

One year in modern times, this is her first serious job. Whether she moves bricks or fights, she has a special feeling. Just like Xu Qing said, life has countless directions. This is just one of them. Her life has just begun.

"If you change the platform, other platforms... Must sign with you. If you sign, I can only sign, and then there will be many restrictions. If you don't sign a contract, you may not be able to stay here, and you have to do it all over again. "

"Well, she just talked to me. Before I get my identity, I just want to have a little income. It's not so urgent." Jiang He nodded.

"You have your own ideas?"

"Yes."

"That's good. My daughter Jiang He has grown up."

"Believe it or not?" Jiang He showed his white teeth and threatened him.

"Some things are better separated."

“？”

Jiang He is not clear about something too abstruse, pure to idiom encyclopedia or pure idiom encyclopedia, but instinctively feel that it is being teased.

"Hum."

She thought about it but didn't understand. She could only hum to show that she was not convinced.

We can't say anything about scholars, but we should use force. That's too indecent.

Jiang Heyi watched Xu Qing dot around on the home page, setting the background of the business card and the signature profile a little bit. She looked at Xu Qing's serious face.

I haven't been held by Xu Qing for a long time

Baidu said that men are like that, but Xu Qing is not right, only those two times.

Does this kind of thing also vary from person to person? Or is this guy holding on to some conspiracy

Although Xu Qing's performance is abnormal sometimes, it's not as abnormal as that in small movies. Some things are still acceptable.

"Your plan of selling pickles seems to have been shelved, and you don't want to sell them?" Xu Qing remembers that Jiang He used to sell pickles.

Jiang He looked away as if nothing had happened. "At that time, there was no income channel. Now it's too low to spend time making pickles."

"My boudoir... Hey, I won't tease you any more."

Xu Qing shakes his head and feels a restless little foot climbing up his leg. He moves his butt to the side, picks it up and gently pinches her round toes.

Jiang he gently pulled his leg to show his resistance. Then there was no movement. He took Xu Qing's keyboard and mouse to play.

All day in a plain dress, no makeup, no powder, do not use force when quiet, get along very comfortable, this kind of girl is easy to arouse the impulse of men.

Especially when she came from Kaiyuan.

Holding Jiang He's cool little foot in her hand, Xu Qing's palm crossed her foot and sighed contentedly.

"You're not going to take a bath yet?"

"Right now."

Xu Qing resisted the impulse of kissing her instep. If she goes on like this, she should become a wife slave.

Or daughter slave... I don't know if Jiang He will kick him with his feet.

"Today's Tanabata, other couples will do some happy things."

Xu Qing bared her arms and went to the mirror to look at her achievements of nearly a year's martial arts practice.

The muscle is not obvious. It's elegant, but you can see the fuzzy lines. In Jiang He's eyes, it's about the level of weak chicken. In modern times, it should be called dressing thin and stripping a little meat.

Since practicing martial arts, the appetite has become bigger. Those meals are not free, and boxing will not make you fat. Naturally, you will be stronger.

"What about us?" Jiang He didn't answer. He turned his head and asked.

"Don't dream." Jiang Hetou did not return to the tunnel, stopped for a moment and continued to add: "we are not married yet."

"That's marriage."

"Oh, we're not married yet."

"You can do something else if you're not married. You're a modern person, and you think of yourself as a Kaiyuan girl. You're stubborn!"

"I'll be old. I'm over a thousand years old anyway." Jiang He doesn't care about the way, by the way in the chair cross legs, a pair of Old God in the appearance.

"I'm actually very happy."

"Now I'm happy."

"You're not really happy"

Xu Qing, who was rejected, turned into a singer and went into the bathroom humming.

The sound of water in the bathroom rang out. In the living room, Jiang He looked sideways, hesitated for a moment and said, "Hello!"

"What for?" The singing in the bathroom was interrupted, and Xu Qing leaned out.

"Actually... You can take my leg or something. You don't have to steal it in the bathroom..."

Jiang he stares at the popular science on the computer screen with a calm face.

Two people are girlfriends and girlfriends. They always have to think about each other.

"I, no, I will!"

Xu Qingkuang closed the door.

……

When he came out of the bath, Jiang He was already holding wax gourd in his arms, watching the video editing tutorial on the computer.

"In fact, we should go out tonight and find a hotel that is not very soundproof, so that you can broaden your horizons and see the modern passion."

Xu Qing looks resentful, not because Jiang He's conservative, but because she just guessed about herself.

Jiang He turned his mouth. She has seen a lot on the computer.

"You're a pervert."

"It's not a hobby, it's science popularization. I have a great obligation to take my friends of the Tang Dynasty to appreciate the world scenery. I want to see the good and the bad." Xu Qing talks seriously, glances over the bookshelf and continues: "without experience, it is inevitable to make mistakes. There is a process from inexperience to experience."

Jiang He thought for a moment and said, "it's better to prepare for a long time than to prepare for a short time. It's more beneficial and less harmful to think in this way."

Xu Qing Leng Leng, Jiang He can answer like this is he did not expect, wordlessly with his finger point Jiang He, "you want to go back to Kaiyuan, it must be a big disaster!"

In fact, Jiang He is not the only one. Any wise man who dies suddenly at that time should be able to flap his wings.

Or there are so many online dreams about going back to the Tang, song, yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, or even the Qin, Han and Three Kingdoms era. Although there are some elements of lust, no one knows what will happen to history.

When it does happen, it may be disturbed by the will of the world - if there is such a thing as "the will of the world".

Great materialism doesn't believe in ghosts, but think about it.

Wang Mang usurped Han Dynasty. If modern people really went to that era, according to the theory of conservation of material and energy and quantum nonsense, if one goes back to the past, one must come to the future. That's why Jiang He appeared?

Xu Qing used a hair dryer to blow her short hair. In fact, she can dry it quickly without blowing it. But when she sleeps with Jiang He, a little bit of tide will make people next to her uncomfortable.

At this time, thinking is the most easily divergent. When he thought that Jiang He was shouting that the Duke of Liberty was uprising in the Tang Dynasty, he put away the hair dryer and brought his thoughts back.

If he was a novel or cartoonist, he might write a story based on Jiang He.

My wife came over a thousand years ago to learn modern thinking from me, and then went back to build Li Longji's anti self emperor. She stepped on the gaullis, punched Yang Yuhuan and drank your fart lychee, and quickly built the socialism with the characteristics of the Tang Dynasty, and made a big and strong attack into the unified territory of Koguryo

"I'm going to rest." Xu Qing light cough, remind Jiang He to sleep.

"Rest in peace?"

"Rest quietly."

"You might as well say die." Jiang He make complaints about it, and then he is stunned.

"You want to take my throne?"

"Don't take advantage of me."

Tanabata night, two people happily turn off the light in the living room, leaving wax gourd and a cat outside.

On the bed, Xu Qing naturally hugged Jiang He and climbed up dishonestly.

Jiang He reached out and pressed the switch of the bedside lamp, and the bedroom fell into darkness.

"I advise you not to move."

"Today is Tanabata." Xu Qing pushed Jiang He toward her, sniffing her hair and neck, "do you want to do something else?"

"What else?"

"It won't hurt you anyway."

Jiang He thought for a moment and didn't speak. He pressed his arm and was ready to go to bed.

Anyway, when she fell asleep, Xu Qing secretly hugged and pinched her at most, not willing to wake her up.

The bedroom was quiet for a while. Xu Qing turned over and said, "bring me your mobile phone."

"What do you do with your cell phone?" Jiang He said, holding the mobile phone at the head of the bed.

"I'll find out if Taobao sells Guan Gong's statue, which is so high and big. I bought it and put it in my room."

"Well?"

Jiang He moves a meal, "buy to put a room?"

"Yes, buy another handful of incense. Let's make friends and become brothers and sisters of different surnames. We'll give him incense every day. It's pure."

“……”

This guy!

Jiang He was so angry that he withdrew his hand and said, "sleep!"

"We don't want to be born on the same day, but to die on the same day, with the yellow sky above and the thick earth below..."

In the middle of Xu Qing's agitation, Jiang he reaches out his hand behind his back, holds his arm in front of him, and pretends to sleep with his eyes closed.

"Why go to bed so early?" Xu Qing whispered in her ear.

"What do you want to do?"

Xu Qing didn't speak any more. She went to look for her lips.

Outside the window, the moon is dim.

The sound of the rustle was slight, and the two figures on the bed hugged each other more tightly.

After a long time.

Jiang He's feet are tightly intertwined and he can't help but push him away and take a deep breath.

Xu Qing still leaned on her side and whispered, "Jiang He."

"Well."

The sound is as thin as a fly.

"I like you." He whispered with a smile.

"Me too... I like you too." Jiang he closed his eyes and whispered, "but, but..."

"Hold me tight." Xu Qing lowers her head and kisses her chin.

Jiang He's body is stiff, and his lips are biting like the snow-white bear he won at the amusement park by his bed.

"We... We..."

"We're still clean."

Xu Qing's ambiguous voice made Jiang he cry.

Do you have to have a baby to be innocent?