It's the Chinese Valentine's Day.
I went to Xu Qing's house for dinner, and it was almost seven o'clock when I finished eating, and then I went shopping and came back, it was already very late.
Jiang He didn't even play the game, turned on the computer and listened to the song, leaning on the lyrics on the screen with one hand propped up, thinking about things.
After Xu Qing washed the silk scarf, he unfolded it and clamped the two corners with clips, and hung it on the clothesline. What he saw when he came back was the picture of the heroine meditating.
"What are you thinking?"
"People's time is limited. The more things I like to do, the less time I can allocate to each thing."
Jiang He thought about what he was doing every day, and suddenly felt that there was not enough time.
"Just because it's a dove today?" Xu Qing was a little surprised, looking at the computer and asking.
This kind of question shouldn't be on the mind of a heroine, who dances with swords and swords every day, so what...time
When playing with her 1.6-meter long sword, I didn't see her cherishing time.
"It just came to my mind."
Jiang He scratched his head, and immediately put aside those messy thoughts, got up and went to the bedroom, and when he passed the table, he teased the winter melon standing on it and patrolling the territory with his fingers.
"You don't think it's a waste of time for us to go shopping, do you?" Xu Qing frowned slightly. He didn't want Jiang He to stop the live broadcast because of shopping, and then have such thoughts.
"How come, I think the live broadcast takes up the time we go out together."
Jiang He turned around and smiled at him, went into the bedroom, and came out a while later with his pajamas on.
Seeing Xu Qing sitting at the computer, she leaned over and pecked Xu Qing sideways from behind.
It may be that there were too many times when I was doing nothing before, but as my life became fuller, I naturally felt that I didn't have enough time.
Make friends and hang out with Xu Qing, it's time to go to bed at night.
If the time with Xu Qing is guaranteed, then reading, practicing martial arts, playing computer, fishing, and going out with friends, these things must be compressed.
"Continue shopping tomorrow?" Xu Qing asked.
"Okay, where are you going?"
"Just kidding, let's go."
Silly, Xu Qing waved at her, and opened the small broken website to watch her video data.
Every time the video of the live broadcast is posted, this is also part of the income. In the future, everyone who watches it will generate income. As the timeline lengthens and the popularity increases, the addition of these mosquito legs cannot be underestimated.
Will Jiang He's income exceed his one day
A thought suddenly popped up in Xu Qing's mind, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't make money, he seemed to be doomed.
To be a stupid man who does laundry, cooks and holds children at home
Thinking of Jiang He's great ideals in his heart, he stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
A modern woman capable of writing and martial arts...
Jiang He.
He raised it by himself.
It's a little irritating.
Jiang He came out of the bathroom swinging his long legs. His pajamas only reached his knees. His slender and round legs looked powerful—in fact, they were powerful.
She squeezed next to Xu Qing to watch him fiddle with the homepage, and said, "What is this?"
"Send a post, let's go on Chinese Valentine's Day today..."
Xu Qing can be regarded as Jiang He's operating officer, so she can't stop being serious just because she has income that exceeds her own, and has been doing her best.
"I'm a little famous in this game now. Pingping told me that the platform is small and the DNF section is not very popular. She asked me if I want to change the platform." Jiang He remembered what Gong Ping said to himself , Seeking Xu Qing's opinion.
Xu Qing had already thought about this matter, pondered for a while and said, "Are you going to keep fighting like this?"
Jiang He didn't speak when he heard the words, he looked at the screen and thought silently for a while, then slowly shook his head.
The operation limit of this game is so high, no matter how much she plays, she is almost on par with someone who has spent a lot of effort to build equipment and has good skills.
As for building her own account... She doesn't like playing this game all the time in the future.
One year in modern times, this is her first serious job. Whether it is moving bricks or the duel field, there is a special feeling, but as Xu Qing said, life has countless directions, and this is just one of them. Life is just beginning.
"If you change platforms, those other platforms... will definitely sign a contract with you. If you sign, you can only sign with me, and then there will be many restrictions. Not signing a contract may not be as good as staying here, and you have to start all over again Pass."
"Well, she just mentioned it to me. Before I get the identity, I just need to have some income. It's not that urgent." Jiang He nodded.
"You have an idea of your own?"
"Have."
"It's great, my daughter Jiang He has grown up."
"Believe it or not, I'll bite you?" Jiang He threatened him with a mouthful of small white teeth.
"Some things are better separated."
"?"
Jiang He is not clear about things that are too profound, whether they are as pure as a encyclopedia of idioms or a encyclopedia of idioms, but he instinctively feels that this is being molested.
"Humph."
She thought about it but didn't understand it, so she could only snort to express her dissatisfaction.
In the affairs of scholars, we can't use force just because we can't just say it, that's too low.
Jiang He leaned to the side and watched Xu Qing click everywhere on the homepage. After setting up the background of the business card and signature profile, she looked sideways at Xu Qing's serious face.
It's been a long time since Xu Qing held his leg...
Baidu said that men are all like that, but Xu Qing is not right, only those two times.
Does this kind of thing vary from person to person? Or is this guy holding back some conspiracy...
Although Xu Qing sometimes behaves abnormally, he is not as abnormal as in the small movie, and some things are still acceptable.
"Your plan to sell pickles seems to have been put on hold, and you didn't think about selling them?" Xu Qing remembered that Jiang He had been thinking about selling pickles before.
Jiang He came back to his senses, and looked away as if nothing had happened, "At that time, there was no income channel, and now it is too cost-effective to spend time making pickles."
"My girlfriend... Hey, I won't tease you anymore."
Xu Qing shook his head, feeling a restless little foot climbing up his leg, he moved his butt to the side, picked it up, and gently pinched her round toes.
Jiang He twitched his leg lightly, expressing his resistance, then fell silent, took over the keyboard and mouse that Xu Qing had let go, and began to play.
Dressed in plain clothes all day long, without makeup or powder, quiet when not using force, and comfortable to get along with, this kind of girl can easily arouse the impulse of men.
Especially when she is from Kaiyuan.
Holding Jiang He's slightly cool little feet in his hands, Xu Qing passed his palm across the back of her feet and sighed contentedly.
"Aren't you going to take a shower yet?"
"Here we go."
Xu Qing resisted the urge to kiss the back of her foot, if he continued like this, he would become a wife slave.
Or daughter slave... I don't know if Jiang He will kick him with his feet.
"Today's Qixi Festival, other couples will do some happy things."
Xu Qing went shirtless to scratch his head and pose in front of the mirror, to see the results of his nearly one year of martial arts practice.
The muscles are not obvious, Wenwenxiuxiu, but you can see the blurred lines. In Jiang He's eyes, it is probably at the level of a weak chicken. In modern times, it should be called wearing clothes to look thin and undressing.
Since practicing martial arts, my appetite has increased, and those meals are not free, and boxing will not make you fat, so you will naturally grow stronger.
"What about us?" Seeing Jiang He's response, he turned his head and asked.
"Stop dreaming." Jiang He said without looking back, paused for a moment and continued to add: "We are not married yet."
"That's called marriage."
"Oh, we're not married yet."
"You can do other things if you are not married. You are obviously a modern person, and you still regard yourself as a Kaiyuan girl. You are stubborn!"
"Let's just get old, anyway, I'm over a thousand years old." Jiang He said indifferently, and crossed his legs on the chair by the way, looking like an old god.
"Actually very happy."
"I'm happy now."
"You're not really happy~"
Xu Qing, who was rejected, turned into a singer and got into the bathroom while humming.
The sound of rushing water could be heard in the bathroom, and Jiang He looked sideways in the living room, hesitated for a moment and said, "Hello!"
"What are you doing?" The singing in the bathroom stopped, and Xu Qing poked his head out.
"Actually... you can take my leg or something instead of sneaking in the bathroom..."
Jiang He stared at the popular science on the computer screen, and said calmly.
Two people are boyfriend and girlfriend, always think about each other.
"I won't!"
Xu Qing slammed the door shut.
…
When he came out of the shower, Jiang He was already holding a wax gourd, watching a video editing tutorial on the computer.
"Actually, we should go out to stay tonight, and find a hotel that is not so sound-proof, so that you can broaden your horizons and see the passion and unrestrainedness of modern times."
Xu Qing's resentment was not because of Jiang He's conservatism, but because of her random guessing about herself just now.
Jiang He curled her lips, she had already read a lot on the computer.
"Your hobby is perverted."
"This is not a hobby, but science popularization. I shoulder the great responsibility of showing friends from the Tang Dynasty the world. It depends on the good ones, and more on the bad ones." Xu Qing said nonsense seriously, glanced at the bookshelf, and continued: " Without experience, it is inevitable to make mistakes, from inexperienced to experienced, there must be a process.”
Jiang He thought for a while, and said: "In terms of time, rather than preparing for a short period of time, it is better to prepare for a longer period. Thinking this way is more beneficial and less harmful."
Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, Jiang He was not expecting such an answer, he pointed Jiang He wordlessly, "If you want to go back to Kaiyuan, it must be a big disaster!"
In fact, not only Jiang He, but any smart person at that time should be able to flap their wings as long as they don't die suddenly at the beginning and will be a little bit better.
Either there are so many fantasies on the Internet that want to go back to the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, or even back to the Qin, Han and Three Kingdoms eras. Although there are some elements of obscenity in it, but history, no one knows what will happen.
When it really happens, maybe it will be interfered by the will of the world—if there is such a thing as the will of the world.
Great materialism does not believe in those monsters, but think about it.
If Wang Mang's usurper is really a modern person who went to that era, according to the theory of matter energy conservation and quantum nonsense, if someone goes back to the past, someone must come to the future, so Jiang He appeared
Xu Qing blows her short hair with a hair dryer. In fact, it can be dried quickly without blowing, but sleeping with Jiang He, a little bit of damp will make the people next to her uncomfortable.
At this time, thinking is most likely to diverge. When he thought of Jiang He's uprising in the Tang Dynasty shouting for freedom and justice, he put away the hair dryer and brought his thoughts back by the way.
If he were a novelist or cartoonist, maybe he would write a story based on Jiang He.
The name is "My Wife Came from A Thousand Years ago to Learn Modern Thinking from Me, and Then Traveled Back to Create Li Longji's Rebellion. When the Emperor Stepped on Gao Lishi, Punched Yang Yuhuan and Drank Your Lychee, Hurry up and Build Datang Socialism with its own characteristics, making it bigger and stronger, attacking the unified territory of Goguryeo"
"I'm going to rest in peace." Xu Qing coughed lightly, reminding Jiang He that it's time to sleep.
"rest in peace?"
"Rest quietly."
"You might as well say that you died." Jiang He complained casually, and then he was stunned.
"You want to inherit my throne?"
"Don't try to take advantage of me."
On the night of Qixi Festival, the two happily turned off the light in the living room, leaving Donggua and a cat outside.
Throwing on the bed, Xu Qing naturally hugged Jiang He and climbed dishonestly.
Jiang He reached out and pressed the switch of the bedside lamp, and the bedroom was plunged into darkness.
"I advise you to stay still."
"Today's Qixi Festival." Xu Qing hugged Jiang He and squeezed towards her, sniffing lightly between her hair and neck, "Do you want to do something else?"
"What else?"
"Anyway, it won't damage your body."
Jiang He thought for a while without saying a word, pressed his arm and got ready to sleep.
Anyway, when she fell asleep, Xu Qing would hug her secretly at most, not wanting to wake her up.
After a while of silence in the bedroom, Xu Qing turned over and said, "Bring me your phone."
"What are you doing with your phone?" Jiang He said, raising his hand to grab the phone by the bed.
"I'm looking for a statue of Guan Gong on Taobao. It's so tall and big. I bought it and put it in my room."
"Ok?"
Jiang He paused, "Buy it for a room?"
"That's right. Let's buy another handful of incense. Let's worship him and become brothers and sisters with different surnames. We will offer incense to the old man every day. It's clean."
"..."
This guy!
Jiang He retracted his hand angrily, "Sleep!"
"Let's ask for help. We don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. The yellow sky is above, and the thick soil is below..."
Halfway through Xu Qing's agitation, Jiang He stretched out his hand behind his back, took his arm and placed it in front of him, closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.
"Why go to bed so early?" Xu Qing whispered next to her ear.
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
Xu Qing didn't speak any more, and leaned over to look for her lips.
Outside the window, the moonlight is hazy.
The rustling sound was indistinguishable, and the two figures on the bed hugged each other more and more tightly.
After a long time.
Jiang He's feet were tightly entangled, and he couldn't help but push him away and took a deep breath.
Xu Qing was still leaning against her, and whispered, "Jiang He."
"Ok."
The voice is as thin as a mosquito.
"I like you." He chuckled.
"I also... I like you too." Jiang He murmured with his eyes closed, "But, but..."
"Hold me tight." Xu Qing lowered his head and kissed her chin.
Jiang He's body froze, his lips were bitten tightly, as if he was hugging the big snow-white bear he won at the playground beside the bed.
"We...we..."
"We're still innocent."
Xu Qing's indistinct voice made Jiang He let out a mournful cry.
Don't you have to have a baby to be called innocent