Outside, he is the boss Xingchen who stirs up the turmoil in the IT circle. At home, no one would think of it. Xu Tingsheng, who has no internship mission, is basically a model housewife, shopping for vegetables, doing laundry, cooking, mopping the floor...
By the way, I also raised a few pots of flowers and plants, and waited for them in my free time, and then sat on the rocking chair on the balcony to read a book and refresh my knowledge on economics and management. It was a whole morning.
This rhythm is a bit wrong!
Occasionally, a few times when Ye Qing, Fang Yuqing and others came over, they would always say: It feels like you have retired.
Xu Tingsheng calculated the sum of the two lives, and felt a little flustered: I don't think my mentality really ages so quickly, right? However, it seems that I really always want to live a stable life, and I don't have any ambition at all.
His pace is really not at all rushed.
Hucheng has basically let go, Xingchen has no further plans for the time being, and Zhicheng is left. Apart from participating in the selection of new plots and playing two magic sticks with his absolutely advanced vision, he basically does not need to participate in the actual work.
In fact, even if he wanted to participate, his role would be far worse than the seasoned Ye Qing, and Fang Yuqing, who is getting more and more proficient now.
The first phase of Ningyuan is basically confirmed to be handed over at the end of July, which is about the same time as the completion of Yanzhou No. 1 Middle School.
Fu Cheng and Teacher Fang accepted Xu Tingsheng's advice and kindness, bought the apartment next door to Xiang's house, and then rented the apartment downstairs from Xu Tingsheng. They planned to live there for half a year before moving to a new home.
In this way, Xiao Xiang Ning finally didn't have to sneak into the uncle's room in the middle of the night, and gradually forgot to wonder why Fu Cheng always said at night: Teacher Fang, Teacher Fang...
In terms of work, Fu Cheng went to Hucheng's investment department for an internship. Fang Yunyao changed her path a little bit, instead of going to the training school, she changed to work in Hucheng's online education department. Mother Fang came over to help take Niannian.
Although they don't live together anymore, most of the time, if Xu Tingsheng cooks at home, several members of Fu Cheng's family will also come over to eat.
Xiao Niannian grew older and cuter, Fu Cheng and Fang Yunyao became sweeter and more natural, Fu Cheng became more mature, and Teacher Fang, on the other hand, became younger and younger, and became more and more like a little girl who was loved by others ...except when she taught Fu Cheng a lesson.
The teacher is a teacher after all, Fu Cheng is used to standing up when Fang Yunyao calls his name, and obediently obeys.
The two occasionally chatted about the details of the future wedding, sweet and shy for a while, showing the love and sweetness on Xu Tingsheng's face. Then Xu Tingsheng would look at his silly little cabbage, feeling wronged and bitter.
…
On Saturday, Xu Tingsheng got up early, brushed his teeth and washed his face, prepared breakfast, and went back to his room to wake Miss Xiang up.
It was a rare time that Xiang Ning didn't sleep on her back. She lay flat, with the quilt covered up to her chin, completely covering her whole body.
A pair of eyes are watery, teeth biting his lips lightly, with a charming appearance.
This is not right? ! Xu Tingsheng was stunned for a while, then said, "Get up and have breakfast."
Miss Xiang kept silent, shook her head, and said shyly, "Xu Tingsheng, come here, I have something to tell you."
Xu Tingsheng walked to the bed and was asked to sit down again, then Xiang Ning hooked his neck and pulled him to the pillow, leaned into his ear, and said with a little nervousness: "I, I didn't wear anything under the quilt. "
"Huh! Huh!" Xu Tingsheng's breathing became heavier.
"Xu Tingsheng."
"Um?"
"You, you, do you want to watch?"
"Yes" was on the lips, Xu Tingsheng forcibly held back, and said with a wry smile: "I will be very miserable if I see it."
Miss Xiang sniffled, reached out to touch Xu Tingsheng's cheek, and said sympathetically, "I know you are very pitiful, and I understand a lot now. I've made up my mind, I'll bully you... I won't wait until I graduate."
Happiness came so suddenly, Xu Tingsheng blurted out: "Really?"
Xiang Ning bit her lip and nodded, "Yeah."
"...Calm down, calm down." Xu Tingsheng said a few words to himself, forcing himself to change his words: "No, your parents, and, you still..."
"I'm seventeen years old, not too young." Xiang Ning said firmly, "It's already enough. Xu Tingsheng, I don't want you to be so pitiful. And, actually, actually, I want to be bullied by you too."
"I… "
"Are you okay?" With a slightly panting voice.
This, a little girl who obviously doesn't understand a little bit of charm, but her lethality is so amazing, Xu Tingsheng's blood spurted and his reaction was violent.
"You close the door and draw the curtains."
The man pulled the quilt until only his eyes were exposed, and spoke softly under the quilt, but it was like adding fuel to the fire.
Xu Tingsheng got up uncontrollably, closed the door and drew the curtains.
It was darker in the room, but they could still see each other clearly.
Xu Tingsheng sat back on the bed, the battle between heaven and man.
The little hand under the quilt stretched out and poked his waist.
"Xu Tingsheng, come here, I won't. I'm obedient."
I am obedient... This means, let you pick and choose? !
It exploded.
Xu Tingsheng pressed heavily on Xiang Ning's body with his breath, and pulled the quilt a little, and the two of them were very close, almost nose to nose, exchanging breaths.
In the eyes looking at each other, one pair hides nervousness and shyness, and there is a faint smile, and the other pair is like fire.
If it weren't for the quilt between the two of them, Xu Tingsheng probably wouldn't be able to think about anything. Now he can think a little bit, and he thinks about it. What Xiang Ning said personally is that there is nothing under the quilt. wear…
"I'm not wearing anything..." After all, I have seen it so many times in my previous life, and the picture is so complete.
"But, but..."
My heart was throbbing constantly, and there was still the last trace of self-deception struggling in my mind.
In the deadlocked situation, Xiao Xiang Ning took the initiative to raise her head slightly, kissed Xu Tingsheng's lips lightly, then fell back on the pillow and closed her eyes. The long eyelashes fluttered, and her voice trembled a little, Xiang Ning said: "You, lift the quilt... I'll show you."
It seems that this step is a bit wrong, but it makes sense when you think about it, just like in the previous life, Miss Xiang would cover her face with her forearm and say, "Look... does it look good?"
Xu Tingsheng lifted his body and slowly pulled back the quilt.
Slender and fair neck...
clavicle…
Um, this is...
"Haha", the person under the quilt used both hands and feet, and lifted the quilt all at once, "Smelly rascal, happy April Fool's Day."
The clothes, yes, are the kind of girls who show off their shoulders in summer and wear them from the chest. The pants and pajama pants are neat and tight.
"Success, haha..."
Xiao Xiang Ning laughed excitedly on the bed, clutching her stomach and rolling.
Xu Tingsheng really wanted to die, embarrassment was secondary, but more important, this fire... how to put it out
"Don't play with it like this..." Shaking his head in pain, Xu Tingsheng got up and left the room. After being stern all morning, it wasn't until Miss Xiang kept admitting her mistake and apologizing, that he sighed helplessly and said, "This is a big joke."
"I was wrong, I know I was wrong, because I almost..." Xiang Ning said in a low voice, "Let me think about it, next time, I won't lie to you..."
…
On April Fool's Day, Xu Tingsheng said that Xiang Ning was making a big joke. In the evening, Huang Yaming called him and said, "Tingsheng, I'm getting engaged."
"Get lost." Xu Tingsheng said directly.
"it is true."
"Oh, with whom?"
"Tan Qingling."
"roll."
"It's true, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"… real?"
"Really. You know, I don't play with these kid things."
What a joke.