Qi An felt that he was a little psychopathic.

When he was playing a small game with three ordinary people last night, he was actually enjoying it when he looked at the eyes of the three people with some horror.

He was not a philanthropic man, and he certainly used some means to make people fear himself, but he didn't like those small means.

It can be seen from the way the bald trio looked at themselves last night that they are not only in awe of themselves, but a kind of fear carved into their bones.

On the way to the Greenland Center, the bald man dared to make a few sycophants or talk to himself to probe his own style, but on the way back, the three of them were silent as if they had lost their souls, and they didn't even have the courage to sit next to themselves, as if they were sitting next to the devil.

Qi An is extremely sensitive to changes in his own psychology, and although he can't tell whether this feeling is good or bad, Qi An doesn't like change.

After meditating all night, Qi An decided to wait and see, if his actions also did not match his memory, he would have to go to psychotherapy.

Thinking of this, Qi An laughed self-deprecatingly, the old monster who has lived for so long, how powerful his state of mind should be, and he even needs someone to guide him one day?

After dawn, Qi An simply brushed his teeth, washed his face and went out. completely ignored the toiletries and skin care products that Xu Wanqing bought for him on the sink.

Qi An always firmly believes that not everything can be wiped on the face, even if according to Xu Wanqing, those are high-end goods.

Especially when the facial cleanser in that little black bottle was still jasmine scented, Qi An was not even willing to touch that thing.

This is what a friend he met who made cosmetics when he went to the library this year told him. The vast majority of cosmetics on the market under the banner of jasmine have added indole as a component of jasmine fragrance.

And indole comes precisely from the excrement of the human body. Although the friend later explained that most of the industrial indole is extracted from petroleum, Qi An still stayed away from the jasmine fragrance.

I walked for twenty minutes before I came to the breakfast shop recommended by Xu Wanqing. was drinking soy milk, Qi An's mobile phone on the table vibrated and rang, and the ringtone was the melodious chord that came with the phone.

Qi An put down the spoon, picked up the phone and swiped it to his ear.

"Hey, hello!" Qi An greeted almost in a roar.

Xu Wanqing complained loudly from the earpiece: "What are you doing so loudly, how many times have you told you, a normal voice is fine, why are you so loud every time you call like my grandfather." ”

Qi An listened to Xu Wanqing's nagging, and took another sip of soy milk. It wasn't until the soy milk in the bowl had bottomed out that Xu Wanqing stopped counting Qi An.

"The address of the store has been chosen for you, you can come and have a look, and you can take a fancy and go straight down. Xu Wanqing said in a summary manner, and added at the end, "Where are you, I'll pick you up." ”

Qi An hurriedly reported the name of the early shop, and then hung up the phone.

Over there, Xu Wanqing watched the phone return to the desktop from the call interface, and was stunned for a while.

"Hang up the phone again?"

condemned Qi An in her heart, Xu Wanqing made a new phone call and told the secretary that she would not go to the company today.

The secretary on the other end of the phone said with some complaints: "Sister Xu, the number of times you have come to the company in the past six months has become less and less, and you have thrown everything to me to do, let me tell you, you will have to give me a salary increase in the future." ”

comforted and apologized to the secretary with kind words, and drew a big pie by the way, Xu Wanqing picked up her coat and was about to go out.

As soon as she walked to the door, Xu Wanqing stopped. Do you want to touch up your makeup?

When Qi An had finished drinking soy milk, ate another bowl of salty tofu brain, and was eager to try a bowl of sweet tofu brain, Xu Wanqing did not appear.

When Qi An drank sweet tofu brain on the chest of his shirt, a stain splashed on his shirt was really unbearable, and when he went home and changed his clothes, he smeared some moisturizing milk and appeared at the morning stall again, Xu Wanqing did not appear.

When the number of people who ate breakfast gradually became scarce, and Qi An was the only one left in front of the stall boredly holding a bowl of hot water given by the shopkeeper to sip, Xu Wanqing did not appear.

When the stall was closed early, the shopkeeper took the bowl back from Qi An's hand, but Xu Wanqing still did not appear.

Two and a half hours later, when Qi An suddenly remembered that he could call Xu Wanqing to urge her, Xu Wanqing appeared!

The Great Wrangler cautiously stopped in front of Qi'an. Xu Wanqing wore a pair of toad glasses and looked out of the half-open car window, and waved to Qi An with a smile.

Qi An looked at Xu Wanqing like this, and was embarrassed to stand there and count her, so he pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot.

Just as he was about to count her, he heard Xu Wanqing say, "Fasten the seat belt." Qi An had no choice but to obediently fasten his seat belt, and his momentum was immediately half frustrated.

Qi An had to turn his head to Xu Wanqing after she drove: "Why did you go, for so long?" There was a slight complaint in her tone.

Xu Wanqing put her hand on the steering wheel, and did not answer Qi An's question, but asked him: "Do you think I am different today?"

I don't know why, Qi An had no choice but to observe her carefully, and saw the shoes on her feet from the strands of her hair.

After watching Qi An for a long time, he didn't see anything different from before, but Xu Wanqing was a little embarrassed by him. Although Xu Wanqing was still calm, there was already a trace of blush on her face, and then this trace of crimson gradually spread to the small earlobe.

"Have you watched it!" Xu Wanqing was stared at so that her cheeks were hot, and she snorted at Qi Anjiao.

Qi An didn't think that Xu Wanqing would have such a shy time, so he leaned on the seat and looked at her in amusement.

However, Qi An really didn't see anything different about Xu Wanqing today.

Hearing Qi An's honest answer, she couldn't see it, Xu Wanqing secretly cursed the nerd in her heart, and then gave a hint, "Look at my hair!"

Qi An suddenly realized: "I said that I felt awkward when I saw you today, it turned out that I had permed my hair, and it didn't look as good as before." ”

Xu Wanqing, who was about to accept Qi An's praise, was like a fire in her heart that was extinguished by cold water at once, and she wanted to let Qi An get out of the car and kill him.

Although she was already a little crazy, Xu Wanqing still suppressed her anger and asked, "Do you think it looked so good before? Now this hair that took an hour to do deliberately is not good?!" When she said an hour and deliberately, she gritted her teeth and reread it fiercely.

But Qi An naturally affirmed the previous long straight black hair: "The temples are like dark clouds, and the hands are like sharp bamboo shoots." The cardamom is still fragrant, and it is suspected that the peach is in its first place. Since ancient times, the Chinese's aesthetic of women has not been like this, with black and shiny hair?"

Listening to Qi An talking and chanting poems, Xu Wanqing laughed angrily, but calmed down, it seems that this hour has been in vain.

She didn't know why she had the idea of touching up makeup before going out, and then she looked in the mirror and changed one set of clothes after another but was still not satisfied, and finally did a temporary perm by herself.

After seeing Qi An standing stupidly at the door of the breakfast store waiting, Xu Wanqing had a hint of enlightenment. The woman is the one who pleases herself, her toss today, and the grievance when Qi An said she didn't like it, all of this shows that she may have a little bit of a liking for Qi An.

But now this liking has long disappeared with Qi An's incomprehensible amorous style, Xu Wanqing only hated herself and didn't open her eyes, how could she like this elm pimple?