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Chapter 83

Return home.

Xu Qing stopped nagging Jiang He, and Jiang He didn't turn on the computer to play games. He held the little bear and went back to the room alone, thinking about something.

"Meow~"

Winter Melon has been hungry for nearly a day. The two guys forgot to put cat food for it when they went out early in the morning. Now they are so hungry that they come over and rub against Xu Qing's trouser legs.

Ever since Jiang He arrived, he has never suffered this kind of injustice. He is fed at the same time and at the right time every day.

"Want to eat?" Xu Qing, the evil leader, waved the cat food bag, "If you want to eat, just meow again."

Listening to the winter melon meowing, he opened the crack and poured half of it into its small basin. He watched it eat sweetly for a while, then turned back to the table and turned on the computer, logged in to the up account and started doing trouble.

Xu Qing was not worried at all about Jiang He's condition, it was just a little entangled as a girl's family... not to mention that she knew nothing about relationships, which was probably only equivalent to his level in fifth grade.

In the fifth grade, he thought about buying a little raccoon every day to make 108 Heroes. The little paper star that his deskmate gave him was thrown to Qin Hao to play with in a blink of an eye. It was many years later that he regretted it and slapped his thigh directly——

Damn it would be great to keep it now and give it to the girl you like. Just say that you folded it yourself and it will be a great weapon.

The same goes for Jiang He, who has not yet understood the concept of feelings. Once he has a good feeling, he instinctively wants to take a step closer, but he is afraid, so he is struggling there.

This situation requires a little help. Just point it out to her and let her struggle with it. Maybe after struggling with it, she will think about it and sneak into his bed in the middle of the night...

Oh, I want to eat shit.

In winter, the nights are long and the days are short, and night falls early.

The living room was pitch dark, with only the dim light from the computer reflecting on Xu Qing's face.

After the winter melon was full, she didn't come over to cause trouble. She ran to lie down next to the heating pipe. It was warmer there, even warmer than in Jiang He's arms.

Time passed unconsciously.

He was busy until about eight o'clock in the evening, and it was dark outside. Xu Qing finally stopped working and made a collection of confessions from classical martial arts: "Five Hundred Years of Wind and Rain" in the Rain of Swords, "I Want to Be with You" by Li Mubai,

"Forgetting each other in Jianghu" in Flying Swords of Dragon Gate...

The depth of winter has just arrived, and spring is already in my heart.

He stood up and turned on the light in the living room. The room was quiet. He turned to look at the time and realized something was wrong.

Where's the rice?

Where are people?

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Xu Qing knocked on the door of Jiang He's room. After a moment, there was a soft sound, and Jiang He appeared at the door wearing a sweater, his hair a little disheveled, and his eyes still a little confused.

"Are you sleeping?" Xu Qing asked in surprise, looking at her as if she had just woken up.

"Well, I took a nap."

"not hungry?"

"It seems a little bit..." Jiang He rubbed his eyes, glanced at the watch in the living room, and suddenly woke up, "Why is it so late?!"

"You're not sick, are you?"

Xu Qing raised his hand to touch her forehead. Jiang He subconsciously leaned back, then stopped and watched him put his hand on her forehead.

"I... I'm just a little sleepy, so I'm going to cook."

"Goodbye, just rest. If you don't feel well, tell me to drink more water." Xu Qing touched her forehead and said she was fine, waved her hand and turned around, "Want to eat noodles? I'll cook two bowls of noodles."

Jiang He put his hand on his stomach and said nothing. He stood at the door and watched him looking for a kettle in the living room, then pressed the switch to boil water, and then turned to the kitchen.

"If you don't want to eat, I'll order takeout. Do you want to eat?" Xu Qing came out of the kitchen and asked again.

"eat."

"Oh, wait a minute, you can just lie down for a while."

There was the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, the faucet was running water, and then the induction cooker beeped twice to indicate that the water in the pot was boiling.

Jiang He turned around and picked up the warm baby, which was already low in temperature. He went to the living room to charge it, then sat on the sofa and continued to be lost in thought while looking at the electric kettle whirring next to the table.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Xu Qing asked.

It was quiet and unusual.

"I'm very comfortable."

"???"

Facing Xu Qing's confused eyes, Jiang He thought for a moment and said, "I just dreamed about Er Niang."

"What did you dream about her doing? To ask you to commit yourself to her?"

"No, she said potatoes are delicious." Jiang He subconsciously touched his pocket, but his coat was on the hanger at the door. There were no pockets on her sweater, so she had to put her hand down again.

Xu Qing was happy for a moment and dreamed of seeing Er Niang and asking her to eat potatoes?

"Then what?" he asked.

"Then..." Jiang He thought carefully about it, "she said you were a good person."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Okay, after a thousand years, Void dealt me ​​a good guy card, and it was in a dream.

"Drink some hot water to relieve that..."

When the water boiled, Xu Qing poured a cup of hot water for Jiang He and pushed it over. He already guessed what was going on with her, but without saying much, he got up and went to the kitchen to look at his pot.

There is nothing I can do to help.

Just eat something and drink something and continue to lie down and sleep.

Not long after, he brought out two bowls of fragrant noodles. There were two poached eggs lying on the bowls, and a little chopped green onion. He sprinkled them with vinegar, which made his appetite whet his appetite.

"Do you want it?"

Xu Qing asked Jiang He while holding two cloves of garlic.

Noodles without garlic will lose their soul...and if one person eats it and the other person doesn't, the relationship will lose its soul. You have to eat it together or refuse it together.

"want."

"Give you one." Xu Qing threw a piece into her bowl, feeling very happy.

Onions and garlic are welcome, and small grass seedlings are great.

"This thing will taste bad in your mouth, but if two people eat it, it will be fine. No one will dislike the other," he said.

“It’s tasteless, isn’t it a waste of money?”

Jiang He slurped and ate the noodles, feeling the beauty of the food. The coldness after waking up was dissipated by the steaming noodles, which warmed his stomach and made his whole body feel relieved.

satisfy.

"No, I mean there will be a taste after eating."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

"..."

Xu Qing gave up explaining. After all, food is for eating. If Jiang He dislikes this, then he is not Jiang He.

The two of them were lying in front of the table, each eating a bowl of noodles that was more delicious than the barbecue at noon. The main reason was that they were hungry, and the big bowl of noodles was so warm that there wasn't even any soup left.

"Let me wash it, and you can continue to rest...it's best to take a bath and go to bed."

After stopping Jiang He from clearing the dishes, Xu Qing picked up the buzzing cell phone next to her and answered it. It was Wang Zijun calling.

It's probably because the computer has been installed. Li Gaobo always does things neatly and said that today will not be postponed until tomorrow, unless Wang Zijun himself is not free.

"Hey, Qingzi, you are fast enough..."

Sure enough, this was what Wang Zijun called, and he seemed very happy.

"I just got a score. It's much better than me on the computer. Your friend is quite interesting..."

There was chattering on the phone. Jiang He wanted to put away the dishes but Xu Qing stopped him. He simply got up and left the table. He didn't go back to the bedroom or take a shower. He ran to the computer and sat down to play games.

After eating a large bowl of hot noodles, she was resurrected with full blood and felt much more energetic.

Taking a peek at Xu Qing who was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone, Jiang He hesitated for a moment and opened the Baidu zoom window.
Chapter completed!
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