Tao Zhi suddenly felt that one should not underestimate life if one is alive.
For example, when she was in high school, she thought that the ugly long johns were seen by the person she liked was probably the most desperate thing in her life. She did not expect that the person she liked saw her walking in sexy lingerie after seven years.
He still has to mention it.
Tao Zhi looked at him expressionlessly, pointed at the door: "Go out."
Jiang Qihuai didn't move, he raised his eyes, as if he was about to say something.
Tao Zhi rushed to the door in three steps and two steps in an instant, put his feet on his feet and raised his hands, covering his eyes with both hands, and leaned in front of him.
"You didn't see anything," she said threateningly, "you're blind, you know?"
The girl's warm body fit together, without the barrier of a layer of fabric, the touch was more vivid. When it was pressed, the soft gauze on her body scratched his tiger's mouth and fingertips.
The combination of the sense of touch and the vision just now stimulates the tense and fragile nerves one after another.
Jiang Qihuai rolled his throat and responded in a low voice: "Yes."
Tao Zhi took a deep breath, her face was burning with embarrassment, she tightly covered his eyes, afraid that the slightest light would show through her fingers and let him see: "Then get out!"
She blurted his eyes and played with him to make him turn his back, then pushed him out until he was out of the bedroom.
Just as Jiang Qihuai was ejected, the next second, Tao Zhi pushed against the door with a "bang", smashing it hard.
"..."
Jiang Qihuai leaned his back against the bedroom door, heard the music inside stop, and then fell silent.
He lowered his eyes and sighed, raised his hand to rub his swollen eye sockets.
Jiang Qihuai washed his face, walked into the kitchen, washed the grapes in the refrigerator and put them in a fruit plate, took another look at the ingredients in the refrigerator, and made beef soup.
He was sitting on the small fire seat, he glanced at the bedroom door, thinking of leaving Tao Zhi alone, he went downstairs and got his notebook from the car, and sat on the sofa in the living room to deal with his work.
The smell of beef gradually wafted out, and it was already noon when everything was done, and there was still no sound in the bedroom inside.
Jiang Qihuai raised his head, closed the notebook and put it beside him, got up and walked over.
He stood at the door and knocked on the bedroom door: "Zhizhi."
no sound.
Jiang Qihuai called her again: "It's time to eat, are you hungry?"
There was still no one in the bedroom, it was dead silent.
Jiang Qihuai waited for five seconds and said, "I'm coming in."
This time, Tao Zhi's low voice sounded from the door instantly: "Don't come in."
Jiang Qihuai ignored her and directly pushed the doorknob open.
Her door was unlocked, Jiang Qihuai pushed the door open and waited for a few seconds before walking in.
Tao Zhi lay on the bed spread out in one piece, the quilt covered his head from his feet to his head, only a little black head was exposed.
Jiang Qihuai raised his hand, tapped the top of her head with his fingertips, and said helplessly, "Tao Zhi."
Covered in the quilt, Tao Zhi wriggled like a small animal, grabbed the edge of the quilt with his fingers and pulled it up, covering the exposed head.
Jiang Qihuai tugged at the edge of the quilt, and slowly lifted it up a little.
Tao Zhi's half face buried in the pillow was revealed.
She had already changed out of her clothes, and she was wearing a soft white cotton short-sleeved house jacket. She pressed her arms under her body and rolled herself into a strip.
Looks very autistic.
Jiang Qihuai laughed.
Tao Zhi heard it, but her face was still stuck in the pillow and she refused to lift it up. She just writhed in the quilt unhappily, and kicked him.
Jiang Qihuai grabbed her white and tender feet, squeezed her ankles and stuffed them back into the quilt, pulling the corners of her lips and asking, "What are you doing?"
"I'm autistic." Tao Zhi's voice was muffled.
Jiang Qihuai held back a smile and asked, "Why are you autistic?"
"I don't want to talk to you," Tao Zhi said aggrievedly, "Leave me alone, I want to be alone."
Jiang Qihuai: "It's not a big deal—"
Tao Zhi tore off the quilt, turned his face, and interrupted him angrily: "You still say! Why are you mentioning my long johns!"
Jiang Qihuai: "..."
"How many years has it been! It's been so many years, and you still have to mention it!"
Tao Zhi really felt that he was ashamed, and the more he talked, the more he felt ashamed. After talking, his eyes were red: "Then how do I know that you are still at my house? I thought there was no one at home. Try it."
Tao Zhi pursed his mouth, and choked his throat hypocritically: "You still laugh at me, I'm so ashamed and you still laugh at me."
Jiang Qihuai was stunned.
He had never seen someone so wronged because he felt ashamed, and he almost cried himself out of anger.
Jiang Qihuai sat by the bed, and said patiently: "What a shame, it's not very cute."
As he talked, he thought of Tao Zhi's happy appearance alone in the room, and couldn't hold back, he laughed again.
Tao Zhi was completely annoyed, she poked her feet out of the bed and kicked him: "You're still laughing! You just want to make a fool of me!"
Jiang Qihuai held back a smile and licked the corners of his lips, let her kick him, then raised his hands and gently grabbed her ankles: "How can this be considered ugly."
"Forget it," Tao Zhi muttered aggrievedly in a low voice, "I'll throw it away later, I won't wear it again for the rest of my life."
"Why don't you wear it?" Jiang Qihuai rubbed his fingers, his fingertips rubbed against the smooth skin, causing a little numbness, "It looks so good to wear."
Tao Zhi couldn't help but shrank his feet slightly, unable to move.
Jiang Qihuai clasped her ankle, brushed the slender ankle bone with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "From now on, show me how to wear it every day."
Jiang Qihuai didn't go to the company, and stayed with her all day at home, but no one was idle, and finally invited his ancestors out of the bedroom to have lunch, and then he continued to work with his computer in his arms.
Tao Zhi also exported all the photos taken in the "SINGO" studio yesterday. She spent almost a day in the studio and took a lot of photos. Tao Zhi picked out one by one from the large number of photos, and then opened the software post processing.
Throughout the afternoon, the two of them did their own things, one leaned on the sofa, and the other sat at the small tatami low table in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the atmosphere was harmonious and quiet.
Until after six o'clock, when Fu Xiling returned home, the silence was broken.
It was rare for Fu Xiling not to work overtime today. The combination lock on the anti-theft door was opened after beeping for a while. The little girl entered the door with a bag on her back. of."
"Who do you look down on, how do you think I survived when I was abroad?" Ji Fan followed behind, holding two big plastic bags in each hand.
In the room, Tao Zhi and Jiang Qihuai turned their heads almost at the same time.
Ji Fan paused.
Fu Xiling: "Huh."
Tao Zhi: "Huh."
Fu Xiling: "The god of learning is here."
Tao Zhi pointed to the person behind her: "Why are you here?"
The moment Ji Fan saw Jiang Qihuai, his expression changed, he squinted his eyes: "What are you doing at my sister's house?"
Jiang Qihuai was actually a bit too lazy to answer his childish provocation like a three-year-old.
But after so many years, as the only high school friend who kept in touch with him and let him know so much about Tao Zhi, Jiang Qihuai still decided to cooperate with him.
Jiang Qihuai: "What are you doing at your sister's house?"
Ji Fan said angrily, "This is my sister's house, what's wrong with me?"
Jiang Qihuai nodded, slightly raised his chin towards the sofa next to him, and said flatly: "It's nothing, just sit down."
Ji Fan: "..."
Is this your home or what?
Fu Xiling glanced at Jiang Qihuai, then at Ji Fan, and finally at Tao Zhi.
Tao Zhi winked at her.
Fu Xiling nodded knowingly, and pulled Ji Fan's coat chain towards the kitchen: "Hurry up, the fish is still in the bag."
Ji Fan was dragged into the kitchen by her, took out the ingredients in the bag one by one, and then went to the sink to wash his hands.
Fu Xiling had already finished washing her hands and was unpacking a bundle of spinach. She picked it out and put it in the water basin while whispering, "Why don't you like learning gods?"
Ji Fan lowered his head: "I don't dislike him."
Fu Xiling let out an "oh" and said in a low voice, "Then when you see him staying with Zhi Zhi, you'll look like a cat whose hair has exploded."
Ji Fan frowned, and took it for granted, "That's because he's not good enough for Zhizhi."
Fu Xiling choked, and didn't know how to refute for a while.
She paused and said, "Then I think you're quite supportive of Zhizhi and Dr. Jiang, and even helped trick people out for dinner."
Ji Fan took the fish out of the bag and said nonchalantly, "Eating more meals is useless, and Zhi Zhi doesn't like him."
So Jiangqihuai is different, people like it.
Fu Xiling rolled her eyes and thought, don't you understand this in your heart.
"I also don't think a god of learning is good enough for Zhizhi." Fu Xiling agreed, "It's just the youngest investment director who only likes Zhizhi for so many years, and then works well, earns a lot, is handsome, and is tall what..."
Fu Xiling paused, looked up at him, and said slowly, "It's just a little taller than you, other than that, there's nothing good about it."
Ji Fan: "..."
Ji Fan didn't know why, but hearing Jiang Qihuai said so by Fu Xiling, he hated him even more.
Unfortunately, this person whom he hated more in the last second followed into the kitchen, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt unhurriedly with his eyes downcast: "Come on, what are you doing?"
Fu Xiling glanced at Ji Fan, put down the spinach in his hand, and told him the names of a few dishes.
Jiang Qihuai glanced over the ingredients on the counter and nodded.
Fu Xiling went out, Tao Zhi was nestling on the sofa with her mobile phone in her arms, when she heard her come out, she raised her head and waved to her.
Fu Xiling sat over, leaned forward to take a look, and blinked: "What are you doing?"
The mobile phone in Tao Zhi's hand stopped at the interface of changing the name on WeChat. She tapped the screen with her fingertips, entered it word by word, and then operated it, and finally locked the screen.
Fu Xiling glanced at the phone in her hand, it didn't have a protective case.
She pointed to the kitchen: "Xueshen's mobile phone?"
Tao Zhi nodded, and said with a straight face, "Did I take his cell phone just now?"
Fu Xiling shook his head and said seriously: "No."
Ji Fan learned how to cook when he was alone abroad, and Tao Zhi ate it a few times, and the taste was barely passable, but when he met Jiang Qihuai, it was obvious that he could only help him.
The two moved very quickly. Tao Zhi and Fu Xiling had only watched half of the variety show, and they were nestling on the sofa discussing which little fresh meat was more handsome, and dinner was already ready.
Tao Zhi turned off the tablet, jumped off the sofa and hopped over, leaning his head next to Jiang Qihuai and looking forward, five dishes and a bowl of soup, Coke chicken wings and steamed fish took up the majority of the plate.
A few people were seated, Tao Zhi had been busy all afternoon and was already hungry. He was all acquaintances and had no rules to pay attention to. He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and took a chicken wing into the bowl to eat.
Halfway through the gnawing, she seemed to remember something, raised her head with a chicken wing in her mouth, then stretched out her chopsticks to pick up another one, and put it in the Jiangqihuai bowl.
"Try your own craftsmanship." She bit the food and said vaguely.
Jiang Qihuai raised his hand and tapped her head lightly: "Swallow it down before talking."
Sitting across from him, Ji Fan was forced to appreciate the boring interaction between the couple for a minute. He rolled his eyes, picked up his phone and took a photo of the table, then clicked on WeChat and posted a Moments.
Matching words—Xiao Ye’s craftsmanship.
Completely make Jiangqihuai transparent, and take all the credit for yourself.
After posting, he refreshed his circle of friends and scrolled down casually.
He looked over one by one, until he reached a certain circle of friends, Ji Fan stopped moving. He stared at the phone screen expressionlessly for three minutes, then raised his head with a face struck by lightning. Looking at Jiang Qihuai with an over-like expression: "No, brother, you can do this even in a relationship?"
Jiang Qihuai carefully clamped the chicken wings Tao Zhi gave him, his eyes focused on it, without raising his head, he asked, "Which one?"
"What else?" Ji Fanle said, no matter how heartless he was, he didn't think that Jiang Qihuai would post such things, but this didn't affect him, and he still wanted to disgust him, "How about you look at your circle of friends? Why don’t you remember when you posted it?”
Jiang Qihuai put down his chopsticks, picked up the phone beside the table, clicked on WeChat, and opened Moments.
His WeChat is very clean, basically there is nothing, but now there is something different.
His WeChat name was changed, four characters were stacked in pairs, and a small pink icon in the shape of a peach was added behind it.
— branch peach [peach]
Click on the first article in the circle of friends.
—LOVE LOVE! My girlfriend is the cutest in the world! [heart] [heart]
In the following selfie photo of Tao Zhi, the little girl is sitting behind the computer with her head tilted and her chin resting on her chin, looking at the camera. She has long black hair with two balls tied like a doll, her lips are curled up, and her narrow and slightly slanted eyes are curved in a smile. stand up.
Posted an hour ago, there are already a bunch of comments below:
[Li Shuangjiang]:? ?
[Jiang Zhengxun]: ...
[Zhao Mingqi]: My mother?
[Wang Folder]: Congratulations, teacher.
[Lin Suyan]: Huh? ? ? ? ?
Followed by his colleagues in the company, hesitantly but kindly wished the leader, and there was even a little imperceptible panic in their words.
Jiang Qihuai: "..."
Tao Zhi bit the chicken wing and was as quiet as a chicken. He looked away as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at him from the corner of his eye, hoping to see his reaction.
She watched someone Jiang sitting next to her looking down at the message on the phone, completely split into two extreme circles of friends with his style of painting, and was silent for at least a minute.
Then, he moved his fingers, calmly pressed and long-pressed to save the selfie she sent, and set it as the cover of Moments under her eager gaze.
"..."
Tao Zhi: