My Wife Came From A Thousand Years Ago

Chapter 117: Changes are always silent

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The gentle and quiet Jiang He turned out to be the one attacking, and his image suddenly changed in the eyes of Wang Zijun and Qin Hao.

After digging through Xu Qing's embarrassing past, he drank about the same amount of wine. Xu Qing and Wang Zijun drank most of the bottle, and the rest went into Qin Hao's stomach, less than two taels.

"I want to start a game team, the kind that plays games. Your friend is very reliable. Give me his contact information. I'll see when I can ask him to help me get some machines."

Finally, Wang Zijun remembered something, pressed his phone and said to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing reacted for a while before realizing that he was talking about Li Gaobo, and said with a smile: "The team that cheated?"

"I'm just having fun."

"Li Gaobo, he runs a shop on the fourth floor of the Electronic City of Jiangcheng Plaza, you can find him there."

Pushing Li Gaobo's WeChat message to him, Xu Qing didn't ask any more questions, and let them discuss it by themselves.

Jiang He's cooking skills are good, everyone is quite full, there are not many dishes left, Qin Hao is no longer so awkward after chatting, before, he was mainly afraid that Xu Qing would do something to avoid him, now it seems that it is only a black household problem, I believed Xu Qing's rhetoric that he was afraid of trouble.

Bringing them home to spend the Chinese New Year together, it’s still so good here, it’s like living with a partner, it’s more convincing than anything else.

If he was a big black man, lying at home with Xu Qing, ordering takeaways and drinking, making a mess, then he would have to suspect what activities these two people were up to.

"Let's go, I really can't drink recently, I will drink more with you next time we get together."

After sitting and chatting for a while longer, Qin Hao picked up his coat and put it on, beckoning Wang Zijun to leave together so as not to disturb their little days.

Wang Zijun also stood up, not forgetting to think about the next time: "Next time, I will return twice as much."

"Would you like to sit down for a while?"

"I won't sit down anymore, and it will delay your fight."

"..."

Xu Qing found something strange: in Jiang He's eyes, he is a pervert who likes plain shoes; in Wang Zijun's eyes, he has M tendencies.

After sending the two of them out, he came back to help the thousand-year-old grandma clean up the table, and then sat back on the sofa.

I have ruined my fame all my life.

Fortunately, several days have passed, and there is only a slight mark on the wrist, otherwise Qin Hao would definitely recognize that it was pinched by life.

Hearing the sound of Jiang He's footsteps, Xu Qing raised his wrist and shook it twice, "Look at what you've done."

Jiang He still felt guilty, bowed his head and said, "...why didn't you resist?"

"If I hadn't been a little dull after drinking, I would have been pinched by you and shouted for help."

Xu Qing raised his head and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He only drank about four ounces of wine just now, so he won't be drunk, but he will feel a little drunk.

Half of the year has passed. For him, there is no such thing as a holiday. Work can be done at any time. Whether it is sitting in front of the computer or lying in bed, or going out for a walk, the mind is always working.

Have to think about the future direction of development.

Xu Wenbin was surprised before that he could earn hundreds of dollars for a single video, which seemed very simple, but in practice, he knew that nothing was easy.

It is very productive to produce one issue in three or four days. If the broadcast volume of each issue is at that level, there will only be a dozen videos a month, and the income will be four to five thousand.

Doing up is often advised not to rub the heat, not to be a headline party, and not to be vulgar and rubbish.

But... this is the wealth code.

Don't do any of the three, and focus on high-quality content. Few people will read it, and it's not popular if it looks good.

He still has the light of the division, so that he can support himself while maintaining his preferences. If he wants to go further...

very difficult.

Jiang He sat aside and poured warm water for him, "Do you want some water?"

"I don't want to drink water, I want to hug you."

Xu Qing rubbed against Jiang He, stretched out his arms to hug her tightly, closed his eyes and said, "I like you."

"… Ok."

"You smell good."

Jiang He moved his nose, turned his head to see how he was inhaling beside him, and couldn't help asking: "Do I have a smell?"

"Everyone has a taste."

"You smell only of alcohol."

"It will be gone after I take a shower, only my own smell will be left." Xu Qing chuckled, sniffed lightly on her neck, and continued: "Everyone has everyone's smell, if you like, You will feel good smell, this is the so-called body fragrance."

"Really?" Jiang He was tickled by his breathing.

"Yes, men are all sensual, so many good-looking women have body fragrance, but they can't smell the less beautiful ones."

"You said I was pretty."

"Yes, I am very horny."

"..."

Jiang He had an urge to complain.

"If you are lustful for only one person, you like it." Xu Qing opened his eyes to look at her, and slowly rubbed his head over, "I want to kiss her."

"It smells like wine."

"Then just kiss."

Xu Qing said softly.

Jiang He blushed and closed her eyes. Since she was taught a bit last time, she found that this matter seemed quite...

Indescribable feeling.

Heart pounding.

After a while.

She opened her eyes and looked down, Xu Qing said awkwardly: "Can you stop paying attention to these..."

Jiang He ignored him, thought for a while and pressed his hands, and moved over again.

"What to do?" Xu Qing resisted very much this time, "Let go of me!"

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

It is always frustrating to be reversed. Xu Qing doesn't like being held down, especially when he thinks that his hands may be held down in the future, he feels gloomy.

Jiang He couldn't be allowed to develop this habit.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang He finally let go of Xu Qing, pursed his lips and stood up, happy for his wit.

In this way, he doesn't have to push forward to have a baby, and he can experience falling in love.

"Sister Jiang He!"

Opening the door, Xiaoyan happily stood at the door with her homework in her arms, and blinked when she saw Jiang He's red face, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Jiang He turned his face, "Come in."

"Sister, what are you laughing at?"

"what?"

Jiang He froze, "Am... am I laughing?"

"It really is." Xu Qing leaned weakly on the sofa and said.

He found out it was over.

It has always been teaching Jiang He to be familiar with everything while gaining favor, now Jiang He likes to use force to control him while getting used to modern life

The script is wrong.

"Brother Xu, have you been drinking?"

When Xiaoyan came in, he smelled alcohol, moved his nose in disgust, ran to the other corner of the table to put down his homework, away from him, and then turned to look for winter melon.

Donggua had already gone back to the nest when she saw her coming, but she couldn't resist Xiaoyan's enthusiasm, so she was taken out to learn addition, subtraction, multiplication and division together.

Jiang He closed the door and sat back on the sofa, took a sip of the warm water poured for Xu Qing, and carefully felt the feeling just now.

"I seem… "

She was sitting on the sofa with a glass of water in her hands, she had already suppressed her smile, but her brows and eyes were still stretched, "It seems to be different."

"The changes caused by long-term accumulation are just the beginning. Enjoy things that make yourself happy, but are not so necessary, such as..."

Xu Qing rubbed her face, not knowing what to do.

"You've learned to like someone."