Any girl who is smelled by someone she likes before she has washed it will be a little nervous. Although that person will think it is very fragrant, she will never feel it that way.

Xu Qing understood Jiang He's entanglement, and this also shows that Jiang He liked him very much.

If you don't like it, you will probably only get angry. Jiang He, who has never washed it up and then came over to talk to him about this kind of thing, wanted to explain that if it smells, it is not her pot, but it will become fragrant after taking a shower.

After staying with Jiang He for a long time, he will get used to some things. Some people are confused about the authorities and can't tell whether some of her thoughts are unique to the ancients, or are done by love, or things that girls will do.

People are always complicated. Each stage is different from each stage. The beginning of a relationship is different from a passionate relationship. After getting to know each other and getting to know each other, it is different from not having sex. Think deeper, Jiang He's performance may be because he feels stable in a completely unfamiliar environment, and he may not consciously rely on him. Xu Qing thinks that this is not impossible.

Unlike the kind of daughter's dependence on her father, she is too lazy to pour it into her own when she wants to drink water and insists on her boyfriend to take it over. This kind of spoiled Jiang He is difficult to learn, and she is more like the only person close to her. She unconsciously let go of her guard, and at the same time she is careful to learn to integrate into modern society, and she also wants to get along with him in a modern way.

If he hadn't had this idea, he probably had his head hammer coming when he smelled his fingers...

Xu Qing continued to pinch the iron ring, intending to make a sleeve within ten days, and then record a second video to report the progress to those who follow him. The time interval should not be too long, otherwise others would forget it and he hadn't done much.

"You're not sleeping yet?"

Jiang He came out of the room again, poured himself a glass of water, drank it dry in one breath, and wiped his mouth and asked Xu Qing.

"Let's go to bed right after that."

"Oh, don't stand it too late, I can do it for you."

"Don't look so good, just help me. I'm just diverting my attention. Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable to see you running around in your pajamas. Do you understand?" Xu Qing didn't raise his head and asked Jiang He to help him pinch the iron ring. It would be better to play more games.

This is purely mechanical labor. You can also pay attention to the price information of the auction house at the same time and exercise her sensitivity to the virtual market.

"I... don't... look so good?"

Jiang He leaned down, filled his cup with water, and returned to the room with the cup.

Until late at night, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and winter melon had already returned to the cat crawler to stay. Xu Qing packed up his things, washed himself, and then came outside Jianghe Gate in his pajamas.

Seeing that there was no light in the crack under the door, he listened with no sound of Jiang He sniffing, so he turned off the light and turned back to his small utility room and went to bed.

It started to drizzle in the middle of the night, and it drizzled on the windowsill. It didn’t feel noisy, but instead slept more soundly.

The rain is heavy during the Qingming Festival, which refers to the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. The Qingming Festival is around April every year. The cold air in the north of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River has not completely receded, and the southeast wind brings warm and humid air, and there is continuous light rain.

Jiangcheng is not in this area, and it doesn’t rain anyway. It didn’t rain at this time last year. Xu Qing got up in the morning to see the wet ground outside. The light rain will not stop, but it has reached the end. At most, the sky will clear up again by noon.

The breakfast was porridge, and the leftover buns were fried by Jiang He last night. The outer skin became crispy and the filling inside was hot. It smelled so good when I ate it with the porridge. Xu Qing solved his vegetarian buns, thought for a while, took an umbrella out, and left Jiang He to play at home.

The city had just woken up in the morning. Although it was light rain, it still had some impact on travel. There were fewer pedestrians on the street than usual, and there were also those who did not hold umbrellas. Facing the light raindrops, Xu Qing walked out of the gate and greeted Uncle Zhao, who was conscientiously guarding the safety of the community, and then waved to the side of the road and stopped a rental car.

A rain at night makes the air fresher. When the rain stops, take Jiang He to the riverside to catch a fish. It should be very beneficial to the body and mind. Listening to the sound of waves by the river, it is already open to the heart. In addition, after the rain, the air is filled with extremely fine fresh water vapor, which is more enjoyable than usual.

Sitting in the rental and looking out the window, Xu Qing's slightest thoughts were still being taken away by two figures on the corner of the road.

"Master, drive slowly, can you turn back?" Xu Qing pointed to the rear window of the car and asked.

"Aren't you going to Electronic City?"

"When you see two acquaintances... if you can't fall, just click slowly and lean aside and stop for a while."

"Okay, wait for me to turn around in front."

The driver was very easy to talk. He turned the steering wheel at the intersection in front, drove back, and pulled over to the place designated by Xu Qing.

"Acquaintance, don't you say hello?" he asked.

"It's raining, just contact it with your phone." Xu Qing pretended to take out his phone, took a photo from outside, and then greeted him after a while: "Okay, master, go to the Electronic City, they have something to do."

The car restarted in the rain. Xu Qing looked at the photos on his phone with a strange expression. Unexpectedly, one day he would become a paparazzi...

The photo shows Liu Jingfang and a girl with short hair that she didn't know, holding her arms under the eaves in the distant corner.

Girls often like to hold hands, which is normal. When they were in school, the girls even wanted to hold each other and even go to the bathroom to go in together. It was no big deal. It was just a big deal that Xu Qing saw them kissing them when he just passed by.

It's very confusing.

"Are you busy?"

He sent a message to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao didn't reply. It seemed that he was busy. Xu Qing put away his cell phone, got off at the Electronic City, paid the driver, held up an umbrella and ran over, and went all the way to the fourth floor.

Li Gaobo was typing on the keyboard and picking up garbage in the picture bar, free shipping for fifty years...

Tuba is a very magical place. "Three thousand budgets enter Tuba, and the Internet cafe opposite the school is about them. They assemble a high-performance PC within the lowest budget for the purpose of squeezing the maximum performance of each hardware.

The most glorious deed is probably that a master once modified the cheap 771 motherboard into a stronger 775 through his own black technology, and his R&D capabilities are close to Intel.

This behavior also led to the price increase of the 771 main board, which was supposed to sell garbage and still have to pay for it, and is a veritable private scientist.

As for shoe box chassis, Red Bull jar motherboard baffle, that is even more common...

Li Gaobo is one of these immortals, and he doesn’t want to afford it. He just likes the daily life of ordinary people, going to work and school, killing chickens and fish, getting express delivery, collecting rags, and overturning all kinds of ups and downs.

"Check me a camera?" Xu Qing approached the guy and had to speak out before he found out.

"Wow, I was scared!" Li Gaobo turned around.

"You are doing business, I will take two memory sticks and leave, and you don't know."

"Where are there..., Brother Qing sat."

Li Gaobo was so enthusiastic that he gave his stool to Xu Qing, and then ran to get a paper cup to pour water.

"I'll buy a camera, better one, just follow the one I bought last time, and then get one sound card, and headphones..."

Xu Qing originally had an external sound card on his computer, which he would occasionally use when explaining in the video, but it would be inconvenient to share one with Jiang He. He also had to prepare one more, whether it was a live broadcast pk or a food blogger in the future, he could use it.

"By the way, I also got a fixed camera for that live broadcast stand, the kind used for mobile phones." He also wanted Jiang He to cook, one of them was up owner and the other was a food blogger, showing his love every day, how great it was.

"Brother Qing, do you want to do a live broadcast?"

"Let's play and watch."

"Live broadcast to make a chain mail?"

"I'm fucking... do you know too?" Xu Qing wondered. Although it was posted on the up account, it was normal for these friends to follow him in a friendly manner. Why did they all seem to be chasing his works?

"You have posted all the videos, do I know it's strange?" Li Gaobo was even more puzzled.

"Not surprising, it's strange to know so soon."

"Haha, I'll see your video after just a quick look... Was that computer easy to use last time?"

"It's OK, enough."

"I have another one here, which is 800 yuan, which is much better than that one. I'll bring it to you if I have time another day." Li Gaobo was looking for something on the shelves and said casually.

Picking up rags means picking up bargains. Those broken ones cannot be turned on, so they can be collected at a low price and repaired them well. For example, Wang Zijun's broken old computer was bought for tens of thousands of yuan. He was too lazy to disassemble and replace them with any parts for repair. He just let the whole machine be moved away and exchanged for a new one.

Rich and willful.

One by one, it is the monthly salary of an ordinary person.

"No need to worry, just enough." Xu Qing refused. His phone was very good. If it were the same as this guy in the past, he had always wanted to be high-performance, and if he was too oversupply, he would still want to keep lifting it up. Now he has no energy.

"You don't look like that..."

"Like what?"

"It's different." Li Gaobo turned around and looked at Xu Qing, but couldn't tell what's different.

His movements and behaviors changed a little. When he leaned on the back of the chair, he collapsed like a useless person. Now his spirit is different, and his shoulders are not collapsed when he sits there.

The so-called temperament is usually called the external neck, straight back, open shoulders, sitting posture, walking and lying. Sitting there is a drooping look and waist without slanting shoulders or falling down. When Xu Qing was with Jiang He, she would unconsciously imitate and change her face when she sat straight, and she would also practice martial arts and her every move was a bit capable.

"It's like this when people get older, and they're older." Xu Qing shook his head.

"Just speaking has not changed."

Li Gaobo smiled, found out what Xu Qing said, put it in a bag, and told him to start a live broadcast notification, and then go and support him.

After sitting in the store for a while, Xu Qing got up and left. Li Gaobo looked at his back and scratched his head, but it was different.

I’m using the book-chasing app I’ve been using recently, [app] to cache reading and read offline!

The rain stopped at around 10 o'clock. Xu Qing came back by car, and there were a few people around the gate of the community, doing something indescribable to the gate.

I asked Uncle Zhao, who is preparing to install electronic access control. Now, it will be done in a few days. Then it will be turned on first and then officially used in May. Leave this for half a month for them to apply for access control cards.

Fortunately, I rarely order takeout now, otherwise I would have to come out to get it when I was blocked at the door...

"You can also get takeaway, but I have to give him a drip to get in." Uncle Zhao didn't care about Xu Qing's gratitude.

"Okay, Old Yuchi Gong, you can't even get in if you are here."

"Go, I'm Qin Qiong, a handsome man."

Yuchi Gong is a rough man with a black face. Although he is very skilled in martial arts, he is not very good-looking. Compared to Qin Qiong, he is much more powerful. He is tall, handsome and cultural, and has an image of a handsome and handsome man... This is true on TV. Xu Qing doesn’t know what Qin Qiong is like in real history. I think Uncle Zhao doesn’t know, but he just watched TV.

But there is one thing at home that may be known.

"Qin Qiong?"

Jiang He was a little confused when facing Xu Qing's inquiry, "I haven't seen him before."

"Of course you have never seen it. You are all famous generals in Zhenguan. Have you ever seen it or seen paintings?"

"I haven't seen it before."
To be continued...