It took more than 20 minutes for the taxi to go back to the apartment. When the car stopped, Lin Qinghan was very keen, shook his head slightly, and said vaguely, "Are you there yet?"
Qu Mojing paid for the car and whispered in her ear, "It's here." She got out of the car and helped Lin Qinghan down from the other side. Touching the moist and cold air outside, the drowsy Lin Qinghan woke up a lot. She stood up straight and looked around at a loss: "This place is a little familiar."
She shook her head and looked at Qu Mojing with some puzzlement. Qu Mojing didn't speak, and reached out and pulled her to the apartment. Lin Qinghan finally recovered from the mist: "Why did you come back?"
Qu Mojing turned on the light in the living room, her eyes lingered on Lin Qinghan's face, the tiredness in her black eyes had not been hidden, and her eyes were a little dark.
"You're very sleepy, and are you still having jet lag?" If it was jet lag, it's past eight o'clock, and it wouldn't be so sleepy, so it's very likely that she went out without a break during the day, so she's survived until now.
Lin Qinghan rubbed his eyes and suppressed his tiredness: "Fortunately, it's just too warm and lethargic in the car."
Lin Qinghan's self-control, Qu Mojing, knew that if she could make her sleepy while talking in the car, she would definitely not be able to hold it.
"You go to rest first, and when you wake up, we'll eat." Qu Mojing pushed aside the bedroom on the right and motioned for Lin Qinghan to come in. The bedroom has oak floors, a light gray striped quilt on the bed, a desk by the window, and bookshelves full of books. The room was neatly arranged, and the layout was simple and elegant, which matched the character of Qu Mojing.
"The mattresses are clean. Change into pajamas and go to bed first. I'll talk when I feel better." She didn't give Lin Qinghan a chance to refuse at all. She opened the wardrobe and took a dark blue nightgown and handed it to Lin Qinghan, pointing to the bathroom.
Lin Qinghan tilted his head and looked at her in confusion, then went into the bathroom obediently. After she turned around and went in, the corners of Qu Mojing's mouth curled up, and the smile in her eyes was soft. Lin Qinghan was so cute just now. Some cold people showed such cute expressions, and she couldn't help but soften her heart.
What she didn't know was that Lin Qinghan, who was originally confused, was no longer confused after entering the bathroom. She leaned against the bathroom wall, looked down at the nightgown in her hand, then buried it in her arms and closed it. A smile appeared on his cold-eyed face.
After a while, Lin Qinghan changed into a nightgown and came in. She didn't look very good. The blue silk nightgown was tied around the waist, outlining her soft body curve. The curve is not much.
The nightgown was a bit loose, and Lin Qinghan seemed to be confiscated at the neckline. It was open, revealing a piece of fair skin. When Qu Mosheng looked up, he immediately saw the delicate collarbone under his neck. Lin Qinghan was very white, and under the soft light, her skin seemed to be dyed with lustrous light, and a touch of rich emerald green on top fell properly between her collarbones, and the jade pendant like water droplets made her whiter.
Qu Mojing's heart suffocated, and felt a sour heat surging in her heart. She gave this to Lin Qinghan on her sixteenth birthday. She still remembered that she said that it was not in line with her identity and could only be brought to school.
"Who said it, I'll carry it all the time." At that time, her childish words were still in her ears, and Qu Mo took a breath.
When she glanced down, she saw a looming and delicate curve. The bulging arc was hidden under the blue fabric, showing a sexy charm. Suddenly, her emotions were dispelled by panic, and she quickly looked away: "You... you go to sleep first, I'll call you back at eight o'clock."
"Well, alright, eat first if you're hungry." Lin Qinghan calmly supported his collar, glanced at Qu Mojing's red ears, and put a smile in his eyes. But she was really tired, so she got into the quilt after exhorting her. When she got up, she brought her clothes and bedding on, revealing her white calf, and then she disappeared when she tucked into the quilt.
Qu Mojing quickly stopped his somewhat offensive gaze and thoughts, raised his hand and turned off the bedroom light, leaving only a dim desk lamp. She still remembered that Lin Qinghan was afraid of the dark. When they lived together, Lin Qinghan would have a little old night light plugged into her bedroom. She told Lin Qinghan once, and she said the reason in embarrassment.
Because Lin Yan sometimes works night shifts, when she is at home alone, she can only sleep well with the night light on. The light is weak, neither dazzling nor consuming a lot of electricity.
She probed at the sleeping person on the bed, and then walked out lightly, she herself didn't realize how gentle her eyes were when she looked at Lin Qinghan. After the door closed softly, Lin Qinghan opened his eyes to look at the lamp that was left on purpose, and when he closed his eyes, there were tears in his hair.
She was very sleepy, but when she got out of the car and changed her clothes, she was actually much more awake. Lying on the Qu Mojing bed, she didn't want to sleep at all for a while. All around her was the breath of Qu Mojing, she buried herself in the quilt and took a deep breath, smelling the warm fragrance, like a pervert, but she couldn't restrain it.
After a while, wrapped in this breath, Lin Qinghan, who had been sleeping poorly, completely relaxed from exhaustion and slept soundly. In her dream, it seemed that she had returned to the time when she first met Qu Mojing. She pushed the bicycle and asked her to come up. , carrying her home on the streets of Yanjing, stepping on the wind all the way.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but she faintly heard a slight movement. After opening her eyes, she was confused for a moment, and then all her memories came back into the cage. She hugged the quilt on her body and rolled down like a child, and then stopped when she heard a female voice. He came down and listened intently with his brows closed.
So the person with a serious and cold face hugged the quilt in a childish posture, raised his head and pricked his ears to eavesdrop on the sounds outside.
"Why did you prepare dinner so late? And what's the wind blowing, you actually cooked by yourself?" Xu Qing, who had finished the experiment, had already returned early, but it was already past nine o'clock. Usually Qu Mojing had finished eating and was reading, but when he came back today, Qu Mojing was still cooking.
Although Qu Mojing can cook, she was forced out after studying abroad. Unless she cooks, Qu Mojing will help, otherwise she rarely opens fire in this kitchen.
Qu Mojing glanced at the room, lowered her voice and said softly: "My friend came to Stanford as an exchange student, and is too tired to sleep in my room. It's too late to go out to eat, I'm thinking of doing something if she wakes up. Eat a little."
Xu Qing naturally saw her actions, and when she heard her words, she also looked at the door: "Friend?" She was a little surprised, and then a trace of complexity emerged in her heart. It has been nearly three years since she shared a lease with Qu Mojing, and she is in a foreign country again. acquaintances, it stands to reason that the relationship is very close. But Qu Mojing attaches great importance to personal privacy. She has never been able to enter private places like the bedroom. When any friend comes to Qu Mojing, she will let her sleep on her bed.
Qu Mojing nodded: "It's my classmate from junior high school and high school. I separated from university after going abroad. She is also from Yenching University." When introducing Lin Qinghan, Qu Mojing's eyes were full of joy, and Xu Qing was a little bit surprised. feel bad.
"What are you going to do, do you want me to help?" Seeing Qu Mojing arranging the ingredients in a hurry, Xu Qing opened his mouth.
"You've been busy all day, how can you help me when you come back. I'll just cook a few dishes for the two of us, it's alright."
Just as the room door made a soft click, the two of them turned their eyes at the same time. Lin Qinghan stood at the door, wearing a pair of slippers under his feet, and the nightgown on his body, just standing there quietly, his ink eyes swept over Qu Mojing and landed on Xu Qing.
"Hello, I'm Mo Xun's friend, I'm sorry to disturb you." Her tone was polite, but her expression was still cold. Although she was only wearing slippers and pajamas, the calmness and sternness that she had trained in shopping malls for a long time could not be concealed. Full of air.
Xu Qing was stunned when she saw her, and when she heard the other party greet her, she recovered. It was undeniable that she was really stunned by this young woman just now. She was amazed and slightly oppressed.
"Hello, I'm Mo Sheng's senior sister Xu Qing."
Qu Mojing originally thought that Lin Qinghan's expression was too condensed and serious just now, but when he saw Xu Qing looking at Lin Qinghan, and found that Lin Qinghan had not changed his clothes at all, he immediately put down what was in his hand and walked over to subconsciously stand in front of Lin Qinghan: "I woke up. , go and change your clothes first. You must be hungry after sleeping for so long, wait a moment, the meal will be ready soon. "
Lin Qinghan looked at her and looked at the kitchen again: "Have you learned to cook?"
Qu Mojing was blocked by her somewhat surprised tone, and reached out and pushed her in: "I'll find out after I eat it later."
The coldness in Lin Qinghan's eyes, who was pushed in, was replaced by a smile, and his heart was very happy.
Xu Qing looked complicated and looked as if he had changed his personality: "You two have such a good relationship. You treat her very differently."
Qu Mojing was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "We have been good friends since the third year of junior high. She was good at that time, not so cold."
After speaking, Lin Qinghan had already changed his clothes and walked out. Xu Qing looked at Qu Mojing, who was laboriously cutting potatoes, and coughed lightly: "I'll help you handle the ingredients, do you yourself?"
After speaking, Lin Qinghan had already walked over and rolled up his sleeves at the same time: "I'll come, Miss Xu has also worked hard all day, it's not appropriate for you to do it."
She walked to Qu Mojing's side, carefully washed her hands and took the knife: "Just thaw the beef."
Qu Mojing naturally knew Lin Qinghan's craftsmanship, so he obediently stepped aside, and after taking out the beef, he lowered his head and untied the apron on his body: "Come here."
Lin Qinghan tilted his head to look, probed over, and let Qu Mosheng put the apron on her. Qu Mojing didn't think there was anything wrong and went around behind her and fastened the tie for her. Seeing that Xu Qing was still on the side, he said to Xu Qing: "Sister Xu, hurry up and rest, Qing Han is very good at cooking."
Xu Qing forced a smile and nodded. Just now she thought that Lin Qinghan was the kind of aloof and arrogant person. She had that kind of aura at such a young age, and she must have been raised by a rich or expensive family. But facing Qu Mojing, she didn't have a trace of coldness. Although she was still expressionless, she could clearly see the kind of doting and gentleness towards Qu Mojing.
Just now, Qu Mojing took off her apron so naturally and brought it to Lin Qinghan. The atmosphere of the two of them gave her no chance to intervene.
Before, she just thought that Qu Mojing was so close to her friends, but she was always polite to her, and she felt a little depressed, but now it seems that the feeling of getting along between Lin Qinghan and Qu Mojing is not like a friend but like a couple.
Xu Qing has been in the United States for six years, and she is relatively open abroad. She has naturally seen all kinds of love affairs, and even she herself has some thoughts about Qu Mojing. In the past few years, I have been with her as a sister, and I didn't see that Qu Mojing and her were of the same kind. There were men and women who were chasing her in the school, but she never responded. It turned out that there was already someone.
But in the past three years, I have only heard that Qu Mojing's family has called, and he has rarely returned home. He has never found out that she has a lover, and has never mentioned this person from her mouth. With doubts, when he returned to the house, he couldn't help but glance at the busy woman in the kitchen, her hair was simply tied behind her back, and she lowered her head to cut vegetables. This profile face looked very familiar, Xu Qing frowned and thought about it, and finally suddenly realized that she seemed to have seen a photo of a girl in Qu Mojing's computer files, and it turned out to be her.
There was a bitterness in my heart. I used to think that I was tempted for a while, but I thought that Qu Mojing didn't like women, so I got along very well. Now I know that Qu Mojing likes women, but there is no chance.
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