Qin Moling flipped through a few pages of the book, but didn't read it seriously.
The phone on the armrest of the sofa only vibrated once, and no other news came in.
Qin Moling picked up the phone, no matter what she said, he had to respond.
Jian Hang only called Attorney Xing's husband when he was on the phone, but never called him directly.
He wasn't sure how much sincerity there was in Jian Hang's "husband".
Jian Hang was driving, and his mobile phone was on the passenger side, so he couldn't reply in time.
Leaving the company, I drove straight to my grandparents' pancake and fruit shop. She called her grandfather just now and asked him to prepare a Liangpi, and she went to the store to pack it and take it home.
Qin Moling had never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas, so she couldn't think of anything else that was delicious for him, the only thing he didn't eat often was Liangpi.
Grandpa heard that it was for Qin Moling, so he added a little more.
The relationship between the granddaughter and the grandson-in-law is getting better and better. They saw it and were delighted, so they didn't ask any more questions. They just told Jian Hang to pay attention to his health and not to stay up late.
Jian Hang stayed in Grandpa's shop for more than ten minutes, and she rushed home with the packed Liangpi.
It was almost nine o'clock when we returned to the villa. Qin Moling was reading a book in the living room. The light from the floor lamp shone on the side of his face, reflecting his deep silhouette.
Qin Moling heard her returning footsteps, but did not raise his head.
He waited two and a half hours for her supper.
"Come over for dinner." Jian Hang called him.
Qin Moling raised his eyes and looked at the packing box in her hand. He thought that she would cook home-cooked food for him when she came back at night.
"What did you pack?"
"Liangpi."
"..." I've never seen anyone fooling people like her.
Qin Moling didn't like to eat these. The last time he ate Liangpi was more than ten years ago. When his mother ate it, he took a bite and never tried it again.
The cold noodle and the seasoning pack are packaged separately, Jian Hang took out the seasoning pack and shook it at him, "Grandpa's cold noodle. I made the seasoning myself, come over and have a taste."
Qin Moling heard that she made the ingredients, put down the book in his hand, stood up and washed his hands.
Jian Hang went to the kitchen to look for plates, but she didn't ask Aunt Geng to help, so she mixed the cold noodle by herself.
Qin Moling washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves, and brought the fruit from the island to the dining table.
Jian Hang mixed cold noodles for him, and he brought fruit for Jian Hang. Aunt Geng quietly went back to her room without disturbing them. Qin Moling came back so early today, and kept his face sullen since then, and he didn't let her cook.
She thought the two had quarreled, but now it doesn't look like it.
When Jian Hang came out of the kitchen, Qin Moling had already sat at the dining table, the chair next to him was pulled out, and there was a plate of fruit in front of the corresponding table.
She put the Liangpi in front of him and handed him the chopsticks.
Today he took the initiative to arrange the chair beside him for her, and she sat down beside him.
Jian Hang and Qin Moling sat side by side, and the two ate their own food silently.
She forked a small piece of peach and put it in her mouth, looking at Qin Moling from time to time. He ate the cold noodle so slowly that he could barely hear the movement of his mouth. He was still a little emotional, she could see it.
"How does it taste?" she asked.
"Not bad." He tilted his head and asked her, "Do you want to try it?"
Jian Hang didn't want to take the plate anymore, so he pushed the fruit plate forward, "Choose some for me."
Qin Moling didn't choose, and put the plate of Liangpi in front of her, letting her eat first.
Jian Hang only took a sip, and it was her usual cooking skills.
Qin Moling's hands rested on the edge of the table, slender and strong.
Sometimes she wondered what would happen if she offered to shake his hand.
Also just think about it.
She was chasing him, waiting for him to take the initiative, except in places other than the bedroom.
Qin Moling suddenly got up halfway, and picked up a piece of paper next to the computer.
"Look." He gave the paper to Jian Hang.
"what?"
"Exercise schedule."
"You officially start exercising when you leave your job," he said.
Jian Hang was not short-sighted, but she still brought the paper closer to her eyes. She stared at the words 'run five kilometers' and 'play tennis for two hours'.
Running five kilometers at a time is worse than not being able to play games.
But for the sake of the game, let alone five kilometers, she can grit her teeth and run down ten kilometers.
Qin Moling didn't hear anything, and looked at her sideways. She almost put her face on the schedule, but he stretched out his hand and pulled it over, "Are you nearsighted?" "...not nearsighted, look at the numbers carefully."
Qin Moling put the schedule on the table, thinking that she was retreating. Don't blame her, any girl who doesn't like to exercise will feel discouraged when she sees running five kilometers.
"I'll run with you then."
Fearing that she would not like it, he mobilized in advance, "I'm tired at first, but if I persist for a week, I won't be tired later. My cousin's sister, she used to have difficulty running 800 meters, but now she can run 5 kilometers."
Jian Hang asked: "Is it your brother-in-law's credit?"
"Almost. My brother-in-law takes her out for a run every day." Regardless of winter or summer.
Jian Hang forked another piece of fruit to eat, and it was nice to have Qin Moling running with her.
Seeing her in a daze, Qin Moling changed the subject and asked, "When will the work be handed over?"
"Two or three weeks at most. I have to go to Sioux City again, and it's almost the same when I come back."
"When are you going to Sioux City?"
"Undecided, look at the itinerary of Tan Min." Jian Hang asked: "Is there something wrong?"
She put away her thoughts and focused on talking to him, "Is the wedding time set?"
"Not yet. Parents and the others are discussing." Qin Moling said: "Qin Xing's birthday is coming soon, next Saturday night we will hold an early birthday party."
Jian Hang remembers Qin Xing's birthday. In previous years, on birthdays, she always gave Qin Xing game gifts online.
"Definitely." Even if she went on a business trip to Suzhou, she would come back.
Qin Moling managed to finish the cold noodle on the plate, he doesn't like to eat these, if it wasn't for her seasoning, he wouldn't be able to eat more.
After eating, the two went upstairs.
After entering the bedroom, Jian Hang didn't turn on the light.
Qin Moling stretched out his long arm, touched the switch, and the light turned on.
The next second, the lights went off again.
Jian Hang turned off the light.
She took the initiative to put her arms around his neck.
Qin Moling paused for breath, "Aren't you tired?"
For several days, at least twice a day, he worried that she would not be able to take it.
Jian Hang didn't speak.
Actually tired. But wanting to cling to him again before going to bed, it seems that I can sleep soundly.
Qin Moling lowered his head to find her lips, and bit them lightly.
Knees slightly bent, against the door.
The door was closed, blocking the light from the corridor, and the room was pitch black.
He hugged Jian Hang with one hand and freed his hand to untie the belt.
give her.
After taking a bath, it's almost twelve o'clock.
Jian Hang was lying on his own pillow, and Qin Moling took the initiative to hold her in his arms the night he went to the hospital to see Dean Zhou. The two returned from the apartment last night and slept separately.
Qin Moling dried his hair and turned off the lights.
Jian Hang's eyes slowly adapted to the darkness, she saw the outline of his arm, and put her hand very close to his.
Qin Moling raised his hand and put it on the back of her hand. With his fingers closed, he held her hand lightly.
With this grip, the hormones that had calmed down came back again.
The two are in the fresh period of coveting each other's body, one time is not enough.
Qin Moling responded.
So did Jian Hang.
She propped her elbows and half rose.
Just moved a little towards him, and was pulled by his hand hard.
Qin Moling lay flat, he held her waist and pulled her towards him.
Jian Hang's whole body lay on top of him.
This is something she has always thought about and never had the nerve to do.
And only at this time, she can look at him to her heart's content without any burden.
Jian Hang lowered his head, wanting to kiss his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and his chin.
Finally, her kiss landed on his lips.
When the relationship between them is no longer pure lust, but has feelings, she will kiss his good-looking skin.
Qin Moling put one arm around her shoulders, and the other secured her waist.
With strength on his back, he turned over and pressed her under him.
The kissing between the two didn't stop.
Qin Moling had never teased her about this matter before. It's not that he didn't want to torture her for a while, and when she begged him, he would give it to her.
I was also afraid that she would be embarrassed to ask him.
So, every time after she hinted, he hardly waited.
He gave her as much as she wanted.
Under him, Jian Hang reached the clouds.
Qin Moling kissed her on the forehead, "Do you still have the strength to take a bath?" If not, he wiped her with a wet towel to prevent her from getting up again.
Jian Hang thought to himself, he had to get up even if he had no strength.
There was no way he could have scrubbed her up anyway.
"I'll wash right away."
When he lay down on the bed again, Jian Hang was exhausted and his body was tired, but his mind was clear. There hasn't been much work recently, so she should feel relaxed, but she's not very comfortable with it.
I am used to being busy like a spinning top, but once I am free, I feel guilty about wasting my life.
She plans to use the time of the long vacation to have a relationship.
Thinking of this, Jian Hang got up.
The light in the bedroom was turned off, Qin Moling didn't know why she sat up suddenly, "What's wrong?"
Jian Hang didn't speak, lifted the quilt, leaned towards him, and lay in his arms.
Qin Moling paused, and then hugged her.
"Qin Moling."
"Ok?"
"I'm going to chase you."
Qin Moling didn't realize it for a while, "What do you mean?"
Jian Hang said bluntly: "Chasing you, falling in love with you."
"..."
There was silence for two seconds.
Jian Hang asked: "Have you ever been chased before? Even you fell in love with the person who chased you."
"No."
"Then I'll try chasing you. The worst result is that I can't catch up with you. Let's continue to be a plastic couple."
"..." So in her eyes, they were just a plastic couple.
Jian Hang said: "When I am not busy, I will start chasing."
Qin Moling patted her: "Go to sleep."
"OK, good night."
I did it twice just now, and Jian Hang was really sleepy.
He held her tightly in his arms, feeling at ease, and fell asleep within two minutes.
"Jian Hang." Qin Moling wanted to ask her why she wanted to chase him all of a sudden.
The person in the arms did not respond.
Just now when she said that she wanted to chase him, she would fall asleep immediately, Qin Moling didn't know what to say about her.
Jian Hang fell into a deep sleep, but Qin Moling suffered from insomnia.
He couldn't figure out why Jian Hang wanted to chase him.
Is it because you like him
She was the one who released the pigeons on the blind date back then, and she was the one who didn't want to marry him.
She hugged her, and he explained her condition to Dean Zhou on her behalf.
Tonight, she only called him husband on WeChat, and he didn't care about the fact that she forgot to have dinner with him.
With his temper, when she let him go on a blind date for the first time, it was impossible for him to have a future with her.
The next morning, Qin Moling was woken up by the alarm.
He never used an alarm clock, because of his biological clock, he woke up at the o'clock every day, and this was the first time this happened.
It was nearly three o'clock last night before he fell asleep.
Jian Hang opened his eyes and saw the people around him, very strange. Qin Moling took a nap at noon, so he got up early in the morning, about half an hour earlier than her.
Usually when she wakes up, he is no longer in the bedroom.
"morning."
"Mmm." Qin Moling glanced at her, the things he wanted to ask her last night, but this morning, he couldn't ask her anything. I also feel that there is no need to expose such things as feelings.
No need to be too thorough.
Jian Hang went to the bathroom to take a shower. In the past, she didn't have enough time, so she just washed up. Now, during the handover of work, she only needs to arrive at the company before nine o'clock. She has a lot of time, which is very abundant, enough to take a good bath, and the washed hair is easier to comb. reason.
After taking a shower, I feel refreshed.
Jian Hang was doing skin care in front of the washstand, when Qin Moling outside the door called her, "Jian Hang?"
"What's wrong?" She answered him.
Qin Moling had washed and changed in the second bedroom, but she hadn't seen her come out of the bathroom yet, so to see how she was doing, he pushed open the bathroom door, and Jian Hang just turned to look over.
She had just taken a shower and hadn't had time to put on her clothes yet, only a layer of bath towel was wrapped around her waist.
Qin Moling couldn't tell for a moment whether it was her skin or the bath towel.
Jian Hang calmed down, "You go to eat first, don't wait for me. I don't need to go to the company early today."
Her hair hasn't been blown yet, so it takes at least half an hour to dry it, change clothes, and put on makeup.
Qin Moling was wearing his watch, but the buckle hadn't been buckled yet, so he took it off again.
Someone came in and closed the bathroom door.
Pulled a towel and threw it on the table, and put the watch on it.
Jian Hang looked at him in the mirror, black trousers and white shirt, he should be going downstairs for dinner, but now he came to pick her up.
Qin Moling turned Jian Hang around, and hugged her to sit on the washstand.
Jian Hang looked up at him, her hair was wet, and the water rolled down from her forehead to the tip of her nose. Qin Moling stood beside her, and he leaned over to kiss the drops of water off the tip of her nose.
The kiss fell on her lips again.
Jian Hang also put a little force on his lips, kissed, and she unbuttoned a button of his shirt.
Qin Moling took her hand away, he leaned over and kissed her all the way down.
Jian Hang trembled suddenly, his mind went blank for a few seconds, without any consciousness. His lips brushed against her lower abdomen, and continued to kiss her, falling further
His lips were hot.
Qin Moling lowered his head, and gave her all the tenderness that was rare in his life.
for this fine morning.
She is willing to chase him, he is happy.
But I can't bear her being too proactive.
Between his lips, Jian Hang softened into a puddle of water.
Qin Moling raised his head, stood up, and held her in his arms, letting her relax for a while.
Jian Hang thought he would ask for it once, but Qin Moling didn't move, "I'll have a video meeting later."
"Then you go down to eat." She got up from her arms.
The clothes on Qin Moling's body were not messed up at all, only one button was undone by her just now, and he buttoned it up with one hand.
He took his watch and left the bathroom, and Jian Hang went to take a shower again. His feelings for her were less than love, but he was still willing to please her.
Qin Moling held an overseas video conference in the study, and when he came out, he met Jian Hang in the corridor. Her eyes were bright and deep, with a little moisture.
"You haven't left yet? Aren't you going to a meeting?"
"just ended."
The two went downstairs together, and neither of them spoke after that.
Because she told him that she wanted to chase him last night, and because he lowered his body and kissed her in the bathroom this morning, the relationship between her and Qin Moling was suddenly a little awkward and ambiguous.
Unspeakably subtle.
It seems to be back to when we first moved in together.
Even more awkward than when we first moved in together.
When eating breakfast, the two sat opposite each other.
Aunt Geng cooked tea eggs for Jian Hang today, and put two on the plate.
Qin Moling wiped her hands with a wet towel, peeled a tea egg, and put it on the dinner plate in front of her.
Jian Hang's cell phone rang at this moment, it was Gao Yu's call.
It was only eight o'clock, and he called. It must be something important.
Gao Yu is very embarrassed now, on the one hand is Han Shuang who cannot afford to offend, and on the other is Jian Hang who he owes favors to, no matter what he does, he will offend others.
"I'm afraid you're busy at work, so I'll call you early."
"What's the matter, Mr. Gao, tell me."
"Are you free this Friday night? I'll be the host and invite some friends to dinner."
Jian Hang guessed it was Han Shuang, she ignored Han Shuang last time.
Han Shuang didn't understand her, and she could bear all the grievances given to her by big customers, but she couldn't look down on a boss who was superior and put on a high profile.
She directly refused: "Mr. Gao, unfortunately, I don't have time. I'm busy with handovers recently and I have to go on a business trip."
Gao Yu asked: "Then when are you free?"
Jian Hang smiled, "It's hard to say. I'm not in good health recently. I follow the doctor's advice to recuperate every day. If there is no health problem, I will not leave my job. When the recuperation is finished, I will treat you."
They are all smart people, some things need not be said, everyone knows what they mean. She talked so much, to put it bluntly, she was never free any day.
Gao Yu said a few more polite words and closed the line.
"Han Shuang wanted me to work under her, but I didn't intend to, so I refused." She made it clear to Qin Moling in a few words.
"No matter who asks you to go, if you don't want to go, just refuse." Qin Moling thought about what his third uncle said to him yesterday, so he decided to ask her what her plans are next, "Have you chosen your next home?"
Jian Hang said: "I haven't considered it yet."
Qin Moling didn't know that she was going to change careers, or which career she was considering to switch to.
Based on what he knew about her, she wasn't someone who didn't have a clear plan and was a monk who hit the clock for a day. It was impossible for her to leave her job without thinking about where to go.
Qin Moling only thought of one possibility. Her favorite new employer might be a certain institution on Wall Street, a venture capital institution with comprehensive strength that crushed Yinlin Capital. She was hesitating whether to go abroad.
He dispelled her worries: "You can go wherever you want, and I will communicate at home. You don't have time to fly back, so I will go to see you."
At most he worked harder, nothing.