Chapter 248

Jiang He fell asleep.

Curled up in a small ball, next to Xu Qing.

Xu Qingshun stroked her long hair, touched her forehead with his lips, and looked at the outline of Jiang He in the dark. After a moment, he stretched out his hand to help her cover it.

The love between words is not so simple and direct.

When the feeling is strong enough, it will naturally become more intimate, intentionally or unintentionally, just like Jiang He always thinks about what he can do with his legs

At that moment of love, only the most intimate contact can be released.

"Good night, little seedlings."

With a slight sound, Jiang he frowned, groaned and arched to his side. He shook his head in a small range to find the most comfortable position. Half of his face was hidden in the quilt, and then returned to silence.

Xu Qing smiles silently. He hasn't seen Jiang He's sleeping posture when he just came here. I don't know if it's like this.

Or do you open your eyes warily when there is a slight disturbance?

In any case, the past is the past. In the future, she will only become better and better every day until she fully adapts to the world after a thousand years.

The good, the bad, the happy, the vexed, everything will experience slowly.

But before that, I still have to think about whether she will be angry tomorrow morning and not make breakfast

Xu Qing closed her eyes and was awakened by Jiang He's action when she woke up again.

The curtains were half closed and the room was lighted.

He opened his eyes and saw the picture of Jiang He carefully pulling his arm and trying to slip out. At the same time, he wanted to fasten the button on his pajamas. He looked a bit in a hurry.

As if aware of his eyes, Jiang He Meng raised his head, but saw that Xu Qing was still sleeping with his eyes closed.

Jiang He felt relieved and bit by bit moved himself out. He grabbed his hair and looked at the light coming from the curtain. After a while, his eyes moved to Xu Qing's face behind him.

Think of last night before going to bed, she put her hand on her face, long breath, and then gently turned out of bed.

Quietly put on the clothes, Jiang He noticed the bed last night for the pants, just calm face began to get hot, a clutch in the hand, secretly ready to go out.

"Put it there. I'll wash it for you later."

The voice from behind made Jiang Hemeng freeze in the same place. In his hand, he wanted to squeeze the small cloth into air and let it disappear and erase from the world.

"It's very normal. I dreamed about some things before, and then I got up to wash them in the morning... I lied to you that it was washing socks. Who would wash socks in the morning? We are all - ah! If you kill me, I'll be a little widow! "

"I'll bite you to death!"

"Don't bump, don't bump!"

Jiang he jumps to the bed and presses Xu Qing across the quilt to fight for a while. His mood suddenly returns to calm.

"You ask me every day if I want to take your leg, and now it's your turn?"

"I said no!" Jiang He was lying on him, looking at the curtain with his head tilted.

This guy is lecherous, any help is an excuse, how can she like the woman in the little movie, like that

Shameless!

obscene!

Jiang He turned his head to Xu Qing's eyes, and suddenly lowered his head and hit him again, like a kowtow, with a thump. Then he got out of bed, stepped on his slippers and prepared to wash.

Those are all made by Xu Qing. What does it have to do with her heroine Jiang He?

"What are you doing? I've told you I'll wash it for you." Xu Qing makes a sound in the back.

"Here you are!"

Jiang Hetou throws it without looking back. When she hears Xu Qing's cry, she looks back and just throws it on his face

Pull the door tightly and get out.

Xu Qing looked at her nervously running out, pulled down her face clothes, squeezed them in her hands, and leaned on the head of the bed to ponder. Is it a good omen or a bad omen?

After she finished washing, Xu Qingshi got up, went to the balcony to rub her clothes, wrung them dry and hung them on the clothes rack in the sundries room. Now Jiang He's two-piece suit has been put on the clothes rack in the sundries room to air. She lives on the first floor, and Xu Qing doesn't like her hanging them on the balcony.

Even his boxer pants were moved to the utility room to dry, so as not to be stolen by some abnormal female neighbor... Though it's impossible.

When he came back to wash, Jiang He came out of the kitchen with steamed bread and called for him to have breakfast. Instead of being so mean as before, he looked like a little daughter-in-law.

Breakfast is not too complicated, hot a few steamed bread, with pickles, I do not know whether it is because of getting up late, or because she is too lazy to cook porridge.

Xu Qing doesn't care. Anyway, drinking some water is the same.

Jiang He ate very fast. He wiped his mouth when he finished. He was looking for a soybean milk machine on a treasure with his mobile phone. He wanted to ask Xu Qing's opinion, but his eyes turned around. Suddenly he didn't want to ask.

It's not like she can't find it herself.

As a modern man, you can handle such trifles as buying soybean milk machine by yourself.

Jiuyang.

Jiang He saw this name very strong. The Joyoung magic on TV was the top method. The soybean milk machine called the name was nowhere to go, and then got a ticket. More than 300 of the soybean milk machine could be bought only more than 200.

"Hey

"Ha

Standing in the middle of the living room, Xu Qing practiced his hand boxing very seriously, because he lived on the first floor and occasionally stamped his feet.

"I'm out."

Jiang He put his bag on his back, called with the key, and turned to go out.

Xu Qing is still practicing boxing. Yesterday Jiang He said that he was going to see a movie, but he made an appointment with Gong Ping because he went home to have dinner together. Today, he only practices his Kung Fu well.

Today, Jiang He didn't practice sword, but he practiced boxing. With the increase and decrease, the gap will be closer and closer. Although it's just a little bit, the victory lies in persistence.

One day's practice of martial arts can't make him a master. One day's study can't make him smart. Perseverance is the king's way. Jiang He knows what he knows, and he knows better. It's just like level training. Jiang He is a full-scale boss. He just walked out of the novice village with a wooden sword, and his skills are gradually improved. As long as he has enough time, he will beat her and carry her to bed sooner or later.

……

It's sunny outside.

Jiang He didn't go out too far. He turned around and went to Gong Ping's house. Before he got downstairs, he was far away from Gong Ping in a blue dress, stepping on white high-heeled shoes, talking with two people over there, and there were several things on the ground.

Seeing Jiang He, Gong Ping can't help standing on tiptoe. She is in a good mood and beckons her to come quickly.

"I bought guzheng!"

She pointed to the box on the ground and raised her eyebrows at Jiang He.

"Wow

Jiang he exclaimed at the right time. Take a look at her zither. It's almost as long as her sword. It's about 1.6 meters long. It's quite big.

Two masters in delivery clothes help to carry things up. Gong Ping and Jiang he walk in front of them. When they enter Gong Ping's house, a large piece comes out of the clean living room and a small mahogany chair is presented with the zither.

After paying the freight, the master who helped move things left. Gong Ping excitedly came back to debug the guzheng. Jiang He sat by and watched her play curiously.

It's strange that Xu Qing is idle, brushing video and pinching armor. She is fishing, dancing swords and playing swords. Gong Ping has nothing to do with her spare time. She plays tricks on these

Maybe that's why birds of a feather flock together?

"Is this easy to learn?"

"It's not easy to learn. Do you want to learn?"

"No, I can't. Xu Qing should be very talented. He sings very well." Jiang He thinks that these musical instruments, chess, calligraphy and paintings are far away from him.

Reading a book is hard enough, let alone learning to play the piano.

"Why do men learn this... By the way, you can learn it twice, and then can't Xu Qing practice? If you play the piano and he fights, it would be better if you can play the sword. " Gong Ping suggested.

"Too idle." Jiang He shook his head.

Think about the way Xu Qing is holding sword dance. She is a little disgusted. She doesn't have any strength at all. She says her hands are sour after practicing for a long time.

Gong Ping laughs. If you want to talk about leisure, it's really no better than the two of them. Jiang He only broadcasts live for a while in the evening. She also works when she has something to do, and can only be idle when she has nothing to do.

After more than ten minutes of work, Gong Pingcai moved his wrist and sat down on the mahogany stool with a clank.

"Let me play you a song."

And then there's the continuous sound.

Jiang He tilted his head on the sofa. He felt that the tune was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"How's it going?" Asked Gong Ping.

"I seem to have heard that."

"Of course I have. Have you seen Kung Fu?"

"Oh"

Jiang He remembers that the two blind men Xu Qing took her to the cinema played this.

It's a pity that she can't play the piano. Those are all fake.

"If it comes out like in the movie, the knife will be great." She felt a little sorry.

"I've thought about it, too, closing my eyes and imagining that I'm playing here and the knives are flying." Gong Ping, with a smile, stirs up the zither string. It seems that there is a big man running over with a stereo.

"Well, I've heard that, too!" Jiang He is familiar with this song.

"Hard to read scriptures." Gong Ping said.

“……”

Looking at Jiang He's puzzled look on his face, she reminded him, "the eight theme songs of Tianlong."

Jiang He continued to doubt.

"No? Maybe I've heard it somewhere. " Gong Ping thought about it and didn't care.

After playing a song, she turns her hair around, and now Jiang He looks at her enviously. Gong Ping asks, "do you want to learn?"

"I can't learn." Jiang He looked down at his hand, clenched his fist slowly, and made a crackle.

I'm used to holding the sword. It's against my will to do this.

"I teach you, you teach me to cook, I teach you to play."

"No, I have to read books. I can't stand learning too much." Jiang he leaned on the sofa and sighed. It's more important to be a scholar than to play this.

Self cultivation

If you finish reading, it doesn't matter to study.

Gongping Leng Leng, some dare not set channel: "you are still in school?"

"... sort of."

"What do you mean? I thought you... You... "Gong Ping felt very happy.

Is Jiang He still a student?

It's different from what she thought. Live with Xu Qing every day, or go fishing with her, or teach her to cook... Such a girl is still a student?!

"No, it's Xu Qing who thinks about letting me go to an adult university. Let me study by myself first."

Jiang He's explanation made Gong Ping feel relieved, and then he was stunned.

"He wants you to make up for your education?"

"Well... Yes." Jiang He remembers that Xu Qing also mentioned educational background.

Gong Ping turned around, put her hand on the guzheng and made a light sound. She looked at Jiang He seriously and couldn't help but wonder, "what happened to you before?"

"Before what?"

"Where did you read before? High school

"Junior... Junior two."

“？？”

Gong Ping is shocked. She can't see that Jiang He hasn't even finished junior high school. In her impression

Well, it's a little bit beyond her imagination.

This is not academic discrimination, but in the process of getting along, Jiang He's performance, usually chatting on wechat, when the game is not online, he often answers questions when he is reading a book.

When fishing, there is a book in the bag occasionally. Swing the fishing rod and fix it there. Sit on the pony and watch quietly.

For such a quiet girl who loves reading, Gong Ping finds it incredible that Jiang He speaks little, but what she says often impresses people. If Jiang He didn't say it herself, she would never have imagined it.

"And... What about him?"

"He's a university. Yes, he graduated from university." Jiang He's eyes fell out of the window and looked in the direction of Xu Qing's house.

"I'm curious how you met." Gong Ping pursed her mouth, suddenly envied, "what he said makes you continue to go to school?"

"Yes."

"It's a good plan for you..."

Her eyes fell on Jiang He's face, and she thought of Xu Qing's joking practice pile in the studio.

What's the advantage of forcing a girlfriend who has been able to earn money by live broadcasting to study to make up for her education?

"Speaking of it, I only met him in the studio. I didn't know him so close." Gong Ping suddenly said.

"Ah? Do you want to know him? " Jiang He asked.

"Er... It's strange to say that it's your boyfriend. I know what to do."

Gong Ping was happy for a moment, then sipped his mouth and said, "but I really want to know this man."

"Why?"

"Just curious, you two live together, both have their own jobs, and their incomes are not low. Every day you cook or something, it's one step away from marriage, isn't it?"

Gong Ping met Jiang He's eyes and said, "I still want you to go to school. You seem to have complained that he has forced you to read books all the time, and now she wants you to make up for your education... Don't you like it when you live broadcast?"

"Ah..." Jiang He nodded, thinking of Xu Qing's attitude at the beginning, and said, "yes, it was at the beginning, and then it was broadcast with me."

"This man..."

"He wanted me to be like him." Jiang He laughed, eyes curved, "let me study better."

"Why am I a little sour?" Gong Ping said.

Not to mention anything else, at least this man is planning for the future, not the next three or five years, but the future of two people, the second half of life. In his plan, two people should always be together.

"Not so sour?"

"As for."

"Because I like it, isn't that normal?"

"The reason behind it is heartwarming." Gong Ping wrinkled her nose and got up to add water to Jiang He's water cup. Her white high-heeled shoes stepped on the floor and made a clattering sound, "call him out and go out for a walk?"

"What do you want to do?" Jiang He was alert. "He's very busy. I don't think we should do it anymore."