The man's instructions were issued too quickly, and the execution between the lines was so amazing that Pu Tao couldn't even react.
She stared blankly at Wu Jing: "Cheng Su is here?"
Wu Jing smiled at her sluggish demeanor: "Yeah, hurry up and tidy up, if you have too much stuff, bring the necessities first, and take the rest in batches later, I have all the internal organs, and there are supermarkets and shopping malls nearby. , if something is missing, let Cheng Su buy it with you."
Pu Tao asked: "Yes... go to your house?"
"No, no, no," Wu Jing shook his head. "It's just my house. It's also in Wuhou District. It's not far from here. It's been empty and unoccupied."
He urged and sniffed: "What's the smell in this room, it's a shame you can live there."
The fat man who went back to the room paused for a while, but Wu Jing was tall and big, with a tough face. He was wearing a famous brand of armor piled up with money. He seemed to be blessed by class.
Pu Tao also recovered and turned to pack up.
Not long after she got home, there was another annoying episode in the middle, so she hadn't taken out her luggage yet.
Pu Tao squatted down and added some clothes inside. When she pulled the zipper, her eyes filled with dizziness, she wiped it with her fingertips, unable to discern the impact for a moment, and could only blame it on her moving face.
Wu Jing came to help her with her luggage. She said no, but the man insisted on taking it to her, and said, "Don't be ashamed, I promised Cheng Su to send you to your seat."
It's like disturbing so many people, Pu Tao is deeply sorry: "It's really bothering you."
"What's the matter," Wu Jing smiled, "Just pick him up."
…
Half an hour later, Pu Tao came to Wu Jing's apartment.
At first glance, the house is uninhabited, spotless, and has no smoke and fire. The strong Nordic style reveals a simple and bright newness, which is very different from the old house that is gray and not in the middle of winter.
Wu Jing briefly demonstrated how to use the main electrical appliances, and then handed her the key: "Just after the holiday, I asked a housekeeper to clean up, and you two caught up."
Pu Tao took it, with gratitude in his eyes.
Wu Jing told her to be polite, and went to the door to call back.
Pu Tao was sitting next to her, sipping hot water, and vaguely heard the word "arrangement". She guessed that Wu Jing was talking to Cheng Su.
Her conjecture was further confirmed.
After a while, Wu Jing walked back into the house and handed over the phone: "Here, Cheng Su's phone."
Pu Tao froze for a moment, nodded, and put her hand to her ear.
The first thing I heard was the sound of the navigation in the car. This sound was undoubtedly tear gas. Pu Tao had a hard time opening her mouth. She could only press her slightly choked throat and breathe quietly.
Cheng Su's speech seemed to be coming from Qing Hong: "I have more than two hours to arrive."
Pu Tao "hmm".
"When I get to dinner?" he said normally.
Pu Tao replied: "Okay, you concentrate on driving, and you have something to say."
"it is good."
When he hung up, Pu Tao returned the phone and thanked him again.
Wu Jing didn't stay long, so he left after leaving his contact information.
There was only Pu Tao left in the whole room. She rubbed the all-white mug and looked at the layout and facilities in the house, her eyes filled with envy.
When she was looking for a room after graduating from college, when she caught a glimpse of a similar apartment for rent, she would just slip away without clicking into it.
Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat. This is her true feeling after being displaced for two years.
When people are unable to be financially free and secure their lives, they must learn to endure and then accept them cowardly.
So she has been frugal and planned to buy an apartment of 40 to 50 square meters in the future. From now on, she does not have to rely on others and can do whatever she wants in her own world.
Pu Tao drank the water from the empty glass and began to pack her luggage.
She cleaned the inside and out again. The house is very big, with a rough visual estimate of 120 square meters.
When Pu Tao finished her work, she was already panting slightly. She fell back on the bed and fell into a pure white dream.
After some time, she was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone.
Pu Tao and a carp sat up straight. The sun was setting outside the window, and she groggyly touched her head, brushed the ends of her hair, and looked down at the name on the screen.
Cheng Su.
Pu Tao was woken up by these two words, answered the phone, jumped out of bed, and trotted out impatiently.
"Are you here?" She stumbled across her slippers and stumbled as she walked.
"Well, downstairs," Cheng Su said, "I have a lot of things, is it convenient to come down and do me a favor?"
"I'll be there soon!" Pu Tao lowered her phone and glanced at the time, then took off her canvas shoes and hurriedly rubbed her feet in.
Putting on the key, she went straight to the elevator.
As soon as he walked out of the corridor door, he saw Cheng Su's car.
Then there is him.
The man stood beside the car with no luggage beside him, waiting for her empty-handed. There is a quiet setting sun deep in his eyes, which can annihilate all depression.
Pu Tao paused briefly and ran towards him.
She came down too quickly, the heels of her shoes were not pulled, and every step was clack-clack, which was not smooth, but she still slammed herself into Chengsu's arms without any hesitation.
Cheng Su held it firmly, as if he had caught a homing bird.
Pu Tao wrapped her arms around him and pressed her face to his chest. She had to confirm his heartbeat to prove that it wasn't an illusion.
And Cheng Su's chin also found a place to rest. He rolled over her head intimately and slowly, and there seemed to be a soft wheat field there.
For a moment, Cheng Su lowered his eyelashes to look at her face, "Let me see if you are crying again."
Pu Tao wiped the front of his shirt a few times before he was willing to raise his eyes: "How can there be."
Cheng Su looked at it intently, saying that it was an inspection, but it was more like venting his greedy thoughts.
He leaned over to kiss her.
Pu Tao didn't hide, but came back on tiptoe and kissed it again, and there was a crisp sound.
Cheng Su controlled her back with one hand, and sucked her lips. Pu Tao's heart was numb, spreading all over her body. She could not help wrapping her arms around his neck. Hard to tell.
The light passed through the treetops and shattered in the wind. After a while, they separated.
Pu Tao glanced at his hand: "Where's your stuff?"
"In the car."
"Why don't you take it out?"
"How can I hold you when I took it out?"
Pu Tao burst into laughter.
Cheng Su let go of her and went to open the back seat door: "Just carry a cat bag."
Pu Tao was slightly startled: "Did you bring the big strip?"
"Well." Cheng Su bowed and took out an all-black canvas pet bag and handed it to her.
Pu Tao hurriedly took it with both hands.
She raised the cat bag and looked at the big strip from the transparent hole. It was still unchanging and calm, and the golden pupils showed no emotion.
He teased it through the window, but got no response. Pu Tao lowered her hand and went to find Cheng Su.
The man took out the luggage from the trunk and put it on the ground.
When he closed the trunk, Pu Tao frowned and asked again, "Why did you bring the big strip?"
Cheng Su looked back and hooked his lower lip: "It's boring to ask knowingly."
Some surprises were about to come out, and Pu Tao tried her best to tighten the corners of her lips that were about to go up: "Do you want to stay here? Will you stay for a long time?" She couldn't believe it, and her voice almost trembled.
Cheng Su walked back with the suitcase: "Otherwise, I'm going on vacation?"
His tone was understatement, as if the decision would not have any impact or movement in his life.
"It's really unnecessary, I didn't think so..." He is also too good, really too good, how can he be so good, even saying that he is a good boyfriend can't be summed up properly, Pu Tao is completely stupid, it's enough to make her come from a thousand miles away I'm ashamed, I don't want him to have a lore big move.
The current situation is far more extravagant than imagined. Pu Tao doesn't know whether to cry or laugh. This man is extraordinary. The tear glands control the house and stabilize her emotional dead end. It is really hard to resist. Otherwise, why would she be so frightened and moved: "What if you came to the store in Shancheng?"
"Someone is in charge," Cheng Su picked up the luggage with one hand, clasped her shoulders with the other, leaned towards him, leaned his head closer, and comforted with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not difficult to do, it's only difficult if I don't see you. manage."
The author has something to say: 100 red envelopes, I wish all children a happy holiday
The new article of my family wakes up, it's already a little fat.
"Welcome to Miss San's Live Room"
Author: Fenghe Youyue
After Wei Miyue traveled through ancient times and obtained the live broadcast system, there are two things that need to be done—
First, be a food anchor for a 21st century audience.
Second, the audience should not be allowed to discover the identity of their transmigrators.
Therefore, Wei Miyue's live broadcast room barrage is often this style:
"The anchor actually lives in a courtyard house. Do you have any special reincarnation skills?"
"These dishes have been lost in the next year, where can you still eat them now?"
"Fuck these passers-by's clothes are very elegant. Is there such a real street in Hengdian?"
…
However, gradually, the audience found out.
Eh? Is the anchor attending a palace banquet in the Forbidden City
ha? This maid was beaten to death by the 30th stick
crooked? The anchor was only 16 years old today when they got married, right? Did I pass through or you passed through!
Wei Miyue: "...you listen to my explanation."
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