Chapter 249

Orange brown hair, blue dress, long legs with white high heels.

When she bends down to pour water, it shows her waist and big buttocks.

Jiang He looked down at his jeans and suddenly became alert.

"Don't do anything. You look mean." Gong Ping was amused by Jiang He.

"I didn't say what you would do."

Jiang He said casually, but he was more alert, and Xu Qing said the same.

I don't do anything

And then she squeezed into her bed.

"What are you afraid of him being attacked by me?" Gong Ping laughs.

"How is it possible, if he dares..." Jiang He's eyes narrowed, and he won't be killed, but he will be beaten.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in men who are not good at playing games and dishes, and who like to play priests."

Gong Ping remembered that she had been stuffed with mice by Xu Qing in the library a few days ago. She seemed to hear the cheap smile of "hey hey" when the weasel appeared. She could not help but curl her mouth.

The men who play this deck are too cheap.

Others play their own cards well. They kick their faces to get rid of the game, but they have to tamper with other people's library. They don't attack even if there are monsters on the field. They don't touch their faces at all?

"Be confident. After he has planned for you, I'm not stupid. I just want to get to know you."

"Why?"

"Suddenly I think he's very attractive." Gong Ping said.

“？”

"Lin Yutang said that a person with a clean heart, clear thinking and no unnecessary emotions and delusions can bring people a sense of security and want to see."

"How do you know what he is?"

"Guess."

Gong Ping shrugs, shakes her heel gently against the floor, and her tender white legs show up from her skirt. "When you're free to practice martial arts, you rush to be a warm-hearted citizen. You don't like your live broadcast, and you're not forced to stop it. You're only urged to read more books, and you want to continue to go to school, so you have more choices. Is that what normal men do?"

"Er... Isn't it?" Jiang He thought about it carefully and found that there was no way to refute it.

"I've aroused my curiosity. I just want to know you. You two... Don't talk about feelings, just talk about his attitude towards you. What do you have to worry about?" Gong Ping tugged at her skirt and continued: "I'll find a boyfriend according to your criteria."

"I think you two are a bit alike." Jiang He tilted his head and carefully recalled where this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from.

The house chosen by single young women

Oh, yes, Xu Qing was the same at the beginning. Without seeing Gong Ping's face, she guessed what kind of house Gong Ping would buy.

Now that Gong Ping hasn't seen Xu Qing, she has guessed a lot.

"Where is it like?" Asked Gong Ping.

"One nose, two eyes."

With a smile, Jiang He took a sip of the cup and said, "you haven't been to me. You'll meet me sooner or later."

"Then go and have a look?"

"Take a look. I'll let you know my wax gourd. Don't you always want to see it?"

"Well, look at the wax gourd."

Gong Ping remembers that the fat cat can't help laughing. It looks like a pig. It's really lovely.

I got up and took the cloth that I gave away with the zither, covered the whole zither, then stuffed the stool under the shelf, looked at the room at will, and then carried the bag and key, so I went out with Jiang He.

"Where did you go on a date on Tanabata yesterday? Not even the game. "

As she goes downstairs, Gong Ping complains about Jiang He's pigeon dropping last night. She's still the housing manager.

"I don't mean to go back to his house for dinner. After dinner, I'll go to the night market. It's already nine o'clock when I go back, and I'll be a pigeon."

"To his house?" Gong Ping then realized that Jiang He said to go home yesterday, "well, have you met your parents?"

"I saw it last year."

"Every new year's day, we go to dinner together, and we've been admiring each other... Why do we go back to his home for dinner on Qixi?"

"Ah?" Jiang He Leng Leng, "I don't know."

It seems that when they two went shopping last night, Xu Qingcai looked at those flower sellers and remembered that it was Qixi Festival.

But it doesn't matter. Festivals are not festivals... Festivals are just bad things for Xu Qing.

Not as good as that.

Jiang He thought of last night and stopped thinking.

The distance between them is not far. It's only a short way. After entering the corridor, Gong Ping looks around, but she doesn't go up. She chatted with Jiang He about how many floors she lived.

Seeing that Jiang He knocked on the door twice, he didn't respond. Then he felt for the key from his bag. Gong Ping couldn't help asking, "no one?"

"I was there when I went out. Maybe I went out."

Open the door, only wax gourd is lying on the top of the back of the sofa, looking at them.

"This is the wax gourd?" Gong Ping's eyes widened a little, and she looked very happy. She went over to feel it, but she was afraid of being scratched by wax gourd. After thinking about it, she put out a finger and poked it gently.

"Meow?"

As like as two peas, the wax gourd tilted its head, wondering why the woman poked herself with her finger, exactly what she had when Jiang Hegang came.

Sure enough, bipedal intelligence is a bit of a problem.

"It doesn't bite."

Jiang He looked around and didn't find Xu Qing's figure. It seems that he really went out.

When she found the teapot and tried to pour a glass of water, she found that her white cup was missing.

The fishing rod in the corner is still there.

"Oh, you have a special arrangement here."

Gong Ping pokes at the wax gourd twice and turns to look at Jiang He's living room. In the live broadcast, she can only see bookshelves and Zhong Kui. Now when she enters the room, the living room is bigger than her own.

The bookshelf and Zhong Kui only occupy a corner of the living room. There is the computer Jiang He uses to play games. Next to it is the sofa. Normally, the sofa should be placed in the middle, but it is crowded together beside the computer. I don't know the meaning of this. The coffee table is also there.

Jiang He's computer, bookshelf, sofa and coffee table are all put in that corner, so the living room looks spacious. On the other side is a table. It looks like a dining table. Two stools are on both sides of the table. One of them has a dent. It should have been cut by something. There are cat climbing frame and cat nest. In the corner of the wall near the balcony, the sunlight comes in from the window and just falls on the edge of cat climbing frame.

There was also a chair beside the window. On the windowsill was Jiang He's half read book. Jiang He poured two cups of tea and put away the book on the windowsill and the sword beside the sofa.

Originally, Xu Qing collected it for her every day. Later, she kept it there after reading it. Sometimes she was too lazy to accept it. Otherwise, she would collect it in the morning, and she would talk about it in the afternoon. She would take it out and watch it for a while and then put it there. Why.

"He's cutting videos here, and you're playing with the computer?" Gong Ping sits on the sofa with Jiang He's throne on one side.

"Usually."

"There is such a big space in the middle, is it for him to practice sword and boxing?"

The middle of the living room is empty. After thinking about it, Gong Ping understands the significance of this arrangement.

"Er... He used it to fight." Jiang He looked away a little guilty.

Xu Qing likes to pull her legs when she is playing games, and then pull the sofa over. One sits on the chair to play games, and the other leans on the sofa to watch videos. She does not delay pulling her legs and pinching her feet.

Sometimes when she is tired of playing games, she can watch Xu Qing painting movies there.

Gong Ping was surprised. The bookshelf was full of books. The middle of the living room was empty to practice martial arts.

The wax gourd looked at the two women and wanted to go back to their cat climbing frame. Before landing, they were held by Jiang He and rubbed in their arms.

"I don't know where he went. I was still practicing here when I went out." Jiang He sits on the sofa, his eyes fall out of the window, feeling that Xu Qing should not go too far.

If it's too far away, I should send her a message.

……

"Cao Cao shouldn't have let him go. He gave him a knife at that time..."

"According to you, don't write any novels, just start and ascend to the throne, and the whole play will end."

At the gate, Xu Qing is sitting on a chair, holding Jiang He's white thermos cup in his hand, bragging with Uncle Zhao.

The sun is slanting down, shining on him, a young man and an old man, and a child are playing with a ball beside him. This scene is inexplicably harmonious.

"Is that Xu Qing?"

"It looks like..."

After teasing the cat at home for a while, Jiang He and Gong Ping, who are going to go out for a walk, see their bragging pictures at the exit.

Two people look at each other, slowly close to the past, uncle Zhao's little grandson Zhao Yu with the ball to see them, very excited to pass the ball forward.

He thought Jiang He could fly.

"What are you doing here?"

"Take a rest. It's OK. Come out and get some sunshine. What are you doing?" Xu Qing heard the news and turned back.

"Go out and have a look... This is Pingping."

Jiang He returns the racket to Zhao Yu and introduces it to Xu Qing.

"Oh, that... Yogurt, right?"

"Yes, your housing management."

Gong Ping smiles, glances at Zhao Shuqing and Xu Qing, and looks at him with great interest.

I've lived here for nearly half a year, but I haven't met Xu Qing yet... Maybe it's because she's too homestead, and Xu Qing has the same homestead.

I knew Jiang He for a long time in the studio. Later, when I saw her coming back with vegetables, I happened to find that two people lived in the same community - or that she moved to Jiang He's community.

"Out to play?"

"Why don't you hang out and join us?"

"You play. I'm here to discuss national affairs."

Xu Qing took a sip of the cup, and the water in it reached the bottom. Then he picked up uncle Zhao's teapot and added half a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not restless.

It's the best weather to bask in the sun, rub some tea and have a chat together.

Looking at the elegant and clean Jiang He and the long skirt high-heeled Gong Ping away, Xu Qing takes back her eyes and smiles at Uncle Zhao, "do they often go out together?"

"I often see the two of them go fishing. They're very good. They haven't come back empty handed many times. At least they have a few small fish." Uncle Zhao often sees Jiang He carrying a small red bucket and fishing rod. He is full of vitality and almost forgets how she hid behind Xu Qing to watch them chatting.

"It's just a little fun, or I won't take it home every day." Xu Qing shook his head, "friends are really important."

"No friends, no one to talk to."

"Ha ha, really, before I met Pingping, Jiang He played games at home every day. Last year, he probably didn't go out more than half a year. I'm afraid she's bored."

Xu Qingle said, "what did you just say? Oh, why do you do so many things, like that... "

"No, no, if he ascends the throne directly, there must be someone against him, so..."

Zhao shu lit a cigarette and took a nice puff. He and Xu Qing continued the topic just now.

……

"They're really familiar."

After walking far away, Gong Ping looks back and faces Jiang He.

Last time Jiang He said that Xu Qing was very familiar with the security guard, so the security guard would say hello to her. Gong Ping didn't know what it means to be very familiar. Now she has seen it.

"He may be lonely."

Jiang he guessed, "those friends are very busy and far away, and he seldom contacts anyone in his work. After staying at home for a long time, he will come out to breathe."

"Lonely? Look at him in the studio

"Work..." Jiang He said with a smile, "do you still want to know him?"

"Don't you know each other?" Gong Ping picks her eyebrows, and then, alas, "it's not added to wechat!"

"What do you do with my boyfriend wechat?"

"You can't have friends of the opposite sex yet?"

"Hum."

Jiang He wrinkled his nose, thinking that Xu Qing had just been chatting with her cup of tea water, he probably didn't have a chance to kill him.

Two people walking on the sidewalk, green, it is not September, a few days later, the leaves will begin to yellow.

"Don't you want to play live? What about computers? "

"The computer is in the bedroom, the living room is too troublesome, sometimes I don't want to get up to put a movie on and watch it in bed."

"Our computers are all in the living room. We never bring them in."

"I'm going to have a man and move the computer out." Gong Ping said.

“……”

Jiang He looks away, man

It seems that there is nothing good, just a warm bed.

Xu Qing's body is warm. Sometimes when you squeeze towards him, Xu Qing will hold her.

After a walk around the shopping mall, they bought some snacks. They ate and walked together. They went to the vegetable market and bought vegetables together. Gong Ping halved the amount of vegetables she bought according to Jiang He and learned to cook them at home.

When he went back, Xu Qing was no longer at the door, and uncle Zhao's little grandson had disappeared. Only uncle Zhao was left to drink tea slowly.

After greeting at the intersection, Jiang He went back with vegetables. Xu Qing was changing the wax gourd litter with a shovel, with two paper balls in her nose.

"Do you think wax gourd should be vegetarian? Cat food is not healthy."

Xu Qingtou didn't return to the tunnel either. He knew it was Jiang He who had come back by listening to the voice - not only because Jiang He didn't walk, but also because there were only two of them living here.

"Didn't you tell me that cat food was healthy?"

"I didn't say it. I mean chicken rolls are not healthy." Xu Qingdao.

"A piece of meat, a piece of vegetables, and flour, why not healthy?"

"Fried, that bread Bran... You eat every day to see if you will become a little fat. I'm talking about wax gourd. What are you doing with me? "

"Just now Pingping was wearing high-heeled shoes. Do you like them very much?" Jiang He put down the dish and came close to him, and set it to his cuntoupan.

“？？”

Xu Qing stopped with a small shovel.