At the counter, Ba smiled and waited for this regular.

"Is it good-looking?" Zhang Yaqi tried it on, turned her head and asked Cheng Hao.

"Beautiful, good-looking. He casually glanced at everything around him.

The big brand of GUCCI on the opposite side is competing with DIOR like a rivalry.

In Beijing, a commercial building full of luxury, he once again experienced the dignity and security that money brings to people.

Zhang Yaqi played with the sunglasses in her hand and said: "This season's design seems to be a bit conservative, will it look a little wide?"

Cheng Hao didn't hear what she was saying, just stared at these dazzling brands.

The stinky girl at home must not be able to distinguish between these brands and their value.

Women want to be like her, this shijie doesn't know if it's much cleaner or boring.

"Damn!" he whispered, weishenme would think of her for no reason?

Zhang Yaqi is used to Cheng Hao's state of always being absent-minded.

**

Cheng Hao lit a cigarette and lay on the bed contentedly, Zhang Yaqi beside him was flushed and snuggled up to him tightly.

"Don't leave today...... Zhang Yaqi said softly, hugging Cheng Hao tighter.

Cheng Hao paused, smiled, and began to get up and get dressed.

"I still have some things, so I'm sorry......" He pretended to be helpless and kissed Zhang Yaqi on the cheek.

Zhang Yaqi knew that no matter how intimate he was, he couldn't go through Cheng Hao's heart, he had never kissed his lips, not once.

**

Xiang Xiaoyuan curled up in the sofa, like a house cat, after cleaning up the house in the morning, he signed a box of vegetable orders, and slept soundly at the moment.

The price of that box of organic vegetables was staggering, which made her more deeply appreciate the meaning of class.

Cheng Hao walked up to her and picked up a book that had fallen on the ground, flipped through it, and spoke English grammar.

The afternoon sun shines through the glass of the living room, dyeing Xiang Xiaoyuan's whole person into a golden yellow like a daisy, and his round face is evenly covered with a layer of fine fluff, and his long eyelashes sway gently with his breathing. She slept so soundly that she couldn't bear to wake her, or didn't know how to wake her up.

Cheng Hao carefully poked her with his hand, Xiao Yuan blocked it, giggled twice, and continued to meet Zhou Gong; he poked her with his hand again, Xiao Yuan giggled twice, looking like a large rag doll.

"Xiang Xiaoyuan!" Cheng Hao roared.

Xiang Xiaoyuan opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Cheng Hao, who was standing in front of him, and was so frightened that he bounced up from the sofa.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong......" Xiaoyuan was so frightened that he only looked at daoqian.

Cheng Hao was angry when he saw her: "What are you wrong!"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have slept on your couch...... I didn't mean to! Also, I didn't cook dinner, and I didn't even know if you came in......" Xiao Yuan really couldn't think of anything else she had done wrong, and in order to increase her persuasion, she touched the corner of her mouth and added, "You shouldn't drool while sleeping......"

Cheng Hao couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

Unexpectedly, his smile made Xiao Yuan even more frightened, and it was clearly written in her clear eyes.

Cheng Hao suppressed his smile and said to her seriously: "It's only half past three now, I don't need to cook dinner, and it's not wrong to drool when I sleep." If you're going to sleep on the couch, cover it with a blanket or you'll get a cold!"

Xiao Yuan lowered his head and muttered, "It's still ...... Sorry ......"

She walked upstairs as she spoke, walked a few steps and turned back to Cheng Hao and said, "Mr. Cheng, a box of vegetables came this morning, and I signed the order." He hesitated for a moment and then said, "That dish is too expensive! And it's all mixed with salad, and it doesn't taste good when fried." ”

Without waiting for Cheng Hao to answer, she went upstairs by herself.

Cheng Hao also wanted to ask her why she didn't go to class in the afternoon, but before the words came out, Xiaoyuan disappeared, and left him alone in the living room to dry salted fish.

*

Cheng Hao sat in the living room reading the documents, and looked up at Xiang Xiaoyuan walking downstairs.

"I'm going to sell some meat. "Little Garden Road.

He nodded, continued to watch, and then said as if to himself, "Let's make some soup in the evening." ”

"Is chicken soup okay?"

Cheng Hao didn't speak.

Half an hour has passed, and the girl has not come back yet, Cheng Hao is a little anxious, where did she go to buy vegetables.

He began to lean in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and look out.

As soon as he turned around, Xiang Xiaoyuan stood behind him like a ghost, carrying two food bags in his hands.

"Wow! You won't make a sound! I'm scared to death!" Cheng Hao was frightened.

The only drawback to your own door is that it is too good, and it opens and closes quietly.

"It cost twenty-four to buy chicken, and it cost ...... to buy ginger," Xiang Xiaoyuan ignored his accusations and began to report the account.

"Stop, stop, you say, how much did it cost in total?" Cheng Hao stopped her endless jiashi.

"Thirty-five pieces of seven. "Little Garden Road.

"Fifty for you. Cheng Hao grabbed his wallet and gave her a full ticket.

Xiao Yuan didn't speak, found fourteen yuan triangular change from the cross-stitch purse he was carrying, put it on the table, and picked up the food bag and walked to the kitchen.

Cheng Hao looked at her thin back and shook his head helplessly.

The house was filled with the smell of chicken soup, which made Cheng Hao very satisfied, and he felt at home for the first time.

"Why are your things thrown everywhere!" Xiang Xiaoyuan bent down dissatisfiedly to pick up the documents that had fallen on the ground.

Cheng Hao's documents were messed up on a table and a sofa was taken out.

"Biedong my thing!" he pushed away towards Kono.

"Who rarely touches your things!" Xiao Yuan muttered.

*****

Xiang Xiaoyuan knelt on the ground and wiped the floor of the corridor with a rag, Cheng Hao squinted at her, and couldn't help but interject:

"How can I see you wiping things, have you cleaned the carpet?"

Xiao Yuan stood up and said angrily:

"I clean it when you're away, and the vacuum cleaner is so noisy! If you like to listen to it, I'll use it next time you're at home!"

This stinky girl has learned to talk to herself in such a tone!

But as soon as he raised his head, Xiang Xiaoyuan disappeared again.

"Xiang Xiaoyuan!" Cheng Hao roared.

Xiaoyuan ran over with a smoke.

"Please let me say a word every time you finish speaking!"

He is a dignified real estate CEO who has always listened to him obediently, and now he has let a little girl dry himself twice. He was so unwilling.

"Okay! Xiao Yuan looked sincere again.

Cheng Hao waved his hand angrily when he saw her: "I have nothing to say to you!"

Xiao Yuan rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "Each other." ”

***

Xiang Xiaoyuan pulled the rice, and the room was quiet only to hear the ticking of the clock.

Cheng Hao picked up a piece of spicy chicken and had nothing to say: "The spicy chicken is fried well." ”

Xiao Yuan said "um", which was an answer.

Cheng Hao felt quite boring.

"Why didn't you go to class in the afternoon?"

Xiao Yuan stopped his chopsticks: "This week, the entrance exam has occupied our classroom." ”

"Do you want chicken soup?"

Cheng Hao handed her the bowl.

"Where do you work?" asked Cheng Hao.

"On the railway. ”

"Where's the railway?" Cheng Hao then asked.

"Beijing. ”

Cheng Hao sighed, asking is equivalent to asking in vain.

"By the way, don't put the dishes in the dishwasher after you eat, just a few bowls are not enough to waste water. Just let me wash it. Xiao Yuan instructed.

For dinner, Cheng Hao sat on the sofa watching TV, Xiaoyuan finished brushing the dishes, and was putting shoe polish on the leather shoes that Cheng Hao wore today.

Although Cheng Hao hates others interfering in his life, the life of the two people feels good, provided that the other person must be as diligent as Xiaoyuan.

I hesitated for a long time to take this girl in, but now it seems that it is a wise choice.

Cheng Hao had a whim, wrote the two big words "CD" on the paper with a pen, and held up Xiang Xiaoyuan, who was about to go upstairs.

"Hey, do you know what this is?"

Few post-80s girls don't know that this is the abbreviation of Christian Dior. Cheng Hao wants to try how long this girl and this era have been separated.

Xiao Yuan looked at it and blurted out: "It's 'cadmium'!"

Cheng Hao's face was shocked, Xiao Yuan looked at his expression and knew that what she said was wrong, because it was too simple, she thought about it and said a little nervously:

"Didn't I clean those discs?"

Cheng Hao continued to shake his head with a straight face.

Xiang Xiaoyuan slapped her thigh, why was she so stupid, who was Mr. Cheng, how could she ask herself such a simple question, so she said confidently:

"I see! It's the Geneva disarmament talks!"

Cheng Hao was dumbfounded, he couldn't have imagined that Xiang Xiaoyuan would come to such an amazing sentence.

He slowly fell backwards and was defeated by Xiao Yuan again.