Qiao Feng loosened her blue shirt, allowing her to regain her hand. But with something strange on her hand, she was so awkward that she rubbed the corner of his clothes around.
He sat up, bent over and stretched out his hand, took out the tissue from the paper on the coffee table, and wiped her carefully.
The blue shirt also sat up. With her head buried low, the heat on her face has not faded, but it is getting more and more exaggerated. The blood keeps rushing to the top of her head, making her almost ringing in her ears.
Qiao Feng rubbed it very seriously, because he was too serious, and his movements were extremely slow, as if he were treating a precious antique. The blue shirt was so embarrassed that he glanced at him secretly and found that his face was also red, red until the roots of his ears.
She curled her lips and thought, "You are the one who is playing the hooligans, and you are the one who is shy. What a little white rabbit!"
After wiping, he raised her hand, bowed his head and kissed the back of her delicate and tender hand. The beautiful eyes are half-closed, and the thick eyelashes are drooping, like two dense curtains of black silk, covering the hot soft light under the eyes.
The blue shirt jerked his hand back. She stood up, grabbed the bag with the other hand, "I, I, I, I will go first!"
For some impossible reason, Qiao Feng sat on the sofa and did not get up. He just turned around and looked at her tall and beautiful back. He said, "Thank you."
What do you say thank you at this time! Does she still have to say "you're welcome"? The more he thought about it, the stranger he got, and he lowered his head to ignore him. Her right hand was wiped dry by Qiao Feng because of what she had done just now, but she still felt awkward, so she kept it empty and used her left hand to open the door.
As soon as he opened the door, Schrödinger rushed to her feet in the blink of an eye like a small lightning bolt. It stood in front of her, looked up at her, and yelled meowly with a loud voice.
Lanshan was surprised and glanced at Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng explained, "It wants to go home with you."
Schrodinger: "Meow!"
Lanshan understood Schrödinger's mood a bit. Tonight, the little guy was hurt by his owner twice in a row. Now it is estimated that he is desperate and wants to run away from home. She was a little funny, looked at Schrödinger's pitiful little eyes, and asked Qiao Feng, "Would you like to let it go to me tonight?"
Qiao Feng looked at her unexpectedly, "Is it okay?"
"sure."
Qiao Feng whispered, "Can you take in people and cats together..."
The two were too far apart, and Lanshan didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"
"It's nothing, you take it away, I'll send you cat litter and cat food in a moment."
She nodded and walked out of Qiao Feng's house. Schrodinger really followed her behind her like a tail.
After the blue shirt left, Qiao Feng took a bath. When cleaning up his body, he couldn't help but take out his previous experience carefully and carefully aftertaste. Her weak boneless fingers seemed to have not left, and the touch remained in his cerebral cortex forever.
Thinking about the blood heating up again, the little brother was a little restless. He quickly cut off his thoughts.
After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, he went to deliver cat litter and cat food to the blue shirt as scheduled. Schrodinger played very well at Lanshan's house, and did not feel any discomfort due to environmental changes. After Qiao Feng finished speaking with Lan Shan, he looked over her and looked at Schrödinger in the room. His eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Lanshan woke up early the next day. She was called by Schrodinger. The little eunuch jumped onto her bed, and her little fleshy paws kept stomping on her face, awakening her.
She rubbed her eyes, a little understanding why Qiao Feng got up so early every day.
Then Schrödinger was sent back by the blue shirt with a burden.
Qiao Feng made bacon fried rice and egg drop soup for breakfast. In addition to breakfast, there is a plate of fruit. He sliced a red apple and made it into the shape of a swan in the water, surrounded by a few petals of oranges, like a boat floating on the water.
It seems that this kid’s girlish heart is breaking out again, Lanshan thought to himself, how can people eat the fruit plate so beautifully...
After breakfast, Lanshan doesn't have to rush to work. From today onwards she officially became a member of the unemployed army. When she used to be busy with work and dying to live, she especially hoped to be able to take a leisurely time. Now that she is free, she feels at a loss what to do.
She calculated her own assets, and then murmured, "Sister still has more than 300,000 yuan!"
Qiao Feng was reading the newspaper. He turned to look at him and asked, "Are there many?"
It's too much to smoke... Lanshan knew that she was absolutely impoverished in front of him, so she had to say, "I mean, I won't go hungry for the time being."
This is even more irrational. Qiao Feng shook his head, "With me, how could it make you starve."
"Virtue!" Lanshan smiled, but his heart was warm. After a while, she said again, "But I'm still looking for a job."
Qiao Feng collected the newspaper and looked at her seriously, "Why do you have to find a job?"
"It's so strange to say, can I sit and eat without work?"
"You can eat me. Say what you need, I promise to do it."
The blue shirt waved his hand, "Stop, stop, that's not what I mean. I know you want to be nice to me, but I have hands and feet, and I can't spend your money."
"It's a man's duty to spend money on a girlfriend." He said with confidence.
The blue shirt was embarrassed, "Who said that?"
"It says in the Good Man Handbook."
… What is that!
Lanshan shook his head and sighed, "You are really an expert reader."
Qiao Feng took this as a compliment, and he nodded triumphantly, "Of course. So you don't need to find a job, don't worry about spending my money. I have a lot of money, you can't spend it all."
Lanshan finally understood why Xie Fengsheng would say that Qiao Feng was a little fat sheep, and this person didn't take money seriously. She didn't know how to refute him, so she asked, "Since you are not short of money, why do you still work?"
"Of course it is to realize the value of life, to devote itself to the cause of science, and to contribute to the progress of mankind."
Lanshan has nothing to say. She gave him a thumbs up, "Sure enough, the high-end atmosphere is high-end, as expected to be my Qiao Feng!"
The last four words made Qiao Feng's mood rise, he moved, next to her, bowed his head and kissed her cheek.
Lanshan raised his paw to cover his face, "Go go, I'm thinking about life!"
But he wrapped around shamelessly, with his chin on her shoulder, and asked, "What did you think about?"
"I also have the value of life to realize, so I still look for a job."
"That's right, do you think doing sales work can realize your life value?"
"Um..." The blue shirt stopped in a sentence.
Qiao Feng said again, "Let me ask another question, where do you think your life value is reflected?"
"..." The blue shirt was silent.
"Let me ask another question, do you have ideals?"
The blue shirt looked startled, "I... I had ideals when I was a kid. I thought about being a scientist, a writer, an athlete, raising horses, flying planes..."
"None of these count."
The blue shirt looked frustrated, "then there is nothing."
Qiao Feng couldn’t see her being sad, so he couldn’t help but touch the corner of her pressed mouth while comforting her, “It’s okay. Many people don’t know what their ideals are. Opportunities to engage in careers related to ideals."
"You are different."
"I am more fortunate. But now you are with me, my luck can be shared with you. Blue shirt, I am not against your job search, but I hope you can be happy and enjoyable at work. I hope that work will not become Your burden will not take you too much time and energy. After all, enjoying life is the first thing in life, right? If you can, I suggest you do what you like to do, not too much Consider the money factor carefully. Money is really important, but you don’t need to magnify its importance too much. If you don’t have a job that you like, it’s better to stay at home and stay with me. At least with me, you are happy. right?"
The blue shirt gaped. She looked at him for a while, then said, "I seem to be brainwashed by you again."
Qiao Feng smiled and rubbed her head, "I'm just talking about some very simple principles. So don't rush to find a job, think about it first."
She nodded.
Qiao Feng looked down at his watch and said, "I'm going to school this morning. I have something to do this afternoon. I can't come back to make lunch for you."
Lanshan was a little strange, "What are you going to do at school, isn't it already the summer vacation?"
"Yes, but a few teachers in the teaching and research section will meet for a small meeting. I have to approve the examination papers for the elective courses. After I have approved them, I will enter the scores... Well, should I cook some lunch for you now?"
Lanshan shook his head quickly, "No, no, I'll invite you at noon. Order any hotel near your school."
Qiao Feng smiled, "Okay."
The two agreed, Qiao Feng went to school first, and Lanshan went to look for him during lunch.
After Lanshan went back, he immersed himself in reflection on his life, thinking that it was a bit stunned. She went downstairs to buy a cup of milk tea, and was greedy when she saw the cold drinker. After struggling for a long time, swallowing all her saliva, she finally defeated herself, did not eat ice cream, just came back with milk tea.
After coming back, she found something bad.
An uncle—looks in his fifties. He is of medium height, slightly fat body, wearing a pair of reading glasses, blushing, wearing a gray and white striped blouse, gray pants, and black leather shoes.
Standing at the door of Qiao Feng's house, this uncle stretched his neck and looked into the cat's eyes, looking strange in appearance.
Lanshan suddenly became vigilant. Thieves of burglary these days all like to step on some points in advance to check the situation, wouldn't this person be too? Do this kind of thing even when you get older? But seeing that he is well dressed and cleaned up, he doesn't look like a thief...
She walked over and stood beside him and watched with him.
The uncle suddenly felt that the light was wrong, turned his head, and suddenly noticed that there was one more person around him. He yelled in fright, "Ah!" Then he jumped a step to the side, but then he seemed to be tripped by something, he couldn't stand still, and he staggered and watched as he was about to fall.
The blue shirt hurriedly stepped forward to support him. She looked down and found that the thing that almost tripped over him was a suitcase, which was hiding next to him just now, so she didn't see it.
The blue shirt feels even more weird.
The uncle stood up straight, stroking his chest and smoothed the emotion that was frightened just now, and then said, "Thank you, blue shirt."
This time it was Blue Shirt's turn to be frightened, "Do you know me?"
"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Qiao Feng's father." He said, reaching out his hand friendly.
The blue shirt was shocked and stretched out his hand to hold him blankly, "Hello Uncle Joe!"
He was a little embarrassed, "Well, my last name is Wu..."
Lanshan was not ashamed and angry, "Yes, I'm sorry! I forgot... Uncle, you came to see Qiao Feng? He's going to school now, and he just wasn't there. Would you like to call him first?"
"I called, but he didn't answer it, it might have been muted," Lao Wu said, shaking his head and sighing, "I forgot to take the house key when I left. I wanted to get a spare from Qiao Feng. It happened to him. Not here either. Sigh."
Lanshan hurriedly said, "In this way, I have the spare key of Qiao Feng's house here, or I will open the door for you, and you can drink in the house and put your things down?"
"good."
Lanshan opened the door for him, and she helped him with the luggage and led her into Qiao Feng's house. She let him rest in the living room, then she went to pour him water and cut the fruit.
After sitting on the sofa, Lao Wu began to brush his presence on the WeChat group.
Old Wu: I saw a real person! It's more beautiful than the picture! very polite!
Xiao Qiao: I want to go home! I want to go home! I want to go home! …
Old Wu: Actually! Fat cat likes her too, how is this possible! It doesn't like me!
Wu Wen: It doesn't like me either. = =
Xiao Qiao: Don’t like me... QAQ