Song Qiaobi felt as if she had been chiseled open.

A few times, she couldn't help but scold her mother, but after a hundred twists and turns, he took her in his arms, made a foolish face, lowered his head to hold a small piece of her skin, moved down step by step, blew a breath, seemed to be teasing, fingertips twisted, tender, she couldn't help but groan, the whole body actually induced a tingling spasm, at that moment, she wondered if she had fallen in love with him.

The clouds and rain are overturned, and the spring light is beautiful, and it seems that every qiē is incisive and swaying to the extreme.

However, when she slept until dawn, Song Qiaobi woke up from the cold, and when she opened her eyes, the quilt on that side was rolled under Zhou Chonghan's body, and the man's body was still heavy, she couldn't take it away, so she could only shrink her body and rub a corner, but she couldn't sleep on her side, so she simply lay down and played with her mobile phone.

At the last level, she was about to break through, when suddenly a cool air rushed into her nose, and she sneezed twice in a row.

Zhou Chonghan was woken up by this sneeze, turned over, looked at her sleepily, didn't know if he recognized who this person was, and turned it back again, Song Qiao was suspicious that he fell asleep again, but he didn't think that there was a sound of rustling over there, until there was a sound of dingdong WeChat, she didn't know that he was looking at his phone.

Song Qiaobi took the opportunity to hide in the quilt and said in a dumb voice: "I seem to be frozen......"

Zhou Chonghan didn't respond to her words, seemed to be still checking the information, and then jumped up from the bed, stretched out his hand, hooked it, and put on a nightgown for himself, and didn't look at her, only said: "I'll take a shower." ”

When he returned, he was fully dressed. The morning light has passed, the sky is already bright, the curtains are not very good, the room is bright, she is still curled up and hiding in the quilt, showing a gap to look at him, this is the first time in so long time that she has looked at him so carefully and carefully.

Song Qiaobi admitted that when he first saw Zhou Chonghan, he thought he was a stunner among men, seven feet dignified, tall and strong, his face was refreshing and refreshing, and his smile was full of gentlemanly flavor.

However, looking at it today, probably because of the stubble on his chin, he actually looked a little vicissitudes, his eyebrows were worried, his eyes were cold, his nose was so straight that his whole face was stretched into an arrogant expression, and the sun splashed on his face from the curtains, but he was not moved at all by his indifference, just like the one in bed last night.

"I need to go out on some errands, just close the door when you leave...... Tomorrow, bring my papers, I'll be waiting for you at home...... I have something to tell you......" Zhou Chonghan was just about to turn around and leave, as if he remembered something, he put his hand into the pocket of his suit and took it out, took out a long wallet, took out two red tickets, threw them on the bedside and said, "Go out and buy something to eat." Then he turned and walked away, not bothering to glance at her from beginning to end.

Song Qiaobi remembered that she had heard a term called / animal boredom after love, she didn't understand what such a profound word meant at first, but later she realized that men are like beasts, ruthless.

Song Qiaobi looked up at the two hundred yuan, and unconsciously remembered the famous sentence - marriage is just a long-term legal prostitution.

How did she sell herself to him? She propped her head and carefully brushed her thoughts—

…… That day, she went to the North Courtyard to find him to get the drawings, but he was not there, so the clerk took her to his office to wait, and waited for a long time.

As soon as three o'clock in the afternoon arrived, even a ghost could not be seen, and I don't know who the phone on the desk was called, and no one cared about it when it rang all over the corridor, leaving it to fend for itself.

Song Qiaobi was bored, stood up and walked to his desk and tilted his head to look, a stack of books and a stack of papers, in the center was the architecture diagram he was drafting, she walked over to see, and suddenly felt shocked, the whole drawing is a spiraling high-rise building, circled and circled, spiraling to the clouds, looking at it from a distance, like a woman's round hips and waist, swaying and swinging, S curve. Song Qiaobi has never seen a building with such a shape, but when she sees it now, it is like the building is on the paper, and it is alive.

She noticed that his pen was still resting on the side, and the stainless steel cup was still with an open lid, and there was some tea in it, as if the owner had not gone too far, and when she looked up again, she saw that there was a suite behind the desk, blocking a screen, and it was impossible to see if there was anyone inside.

Perhaps, he was hiding inside?

She was immediately stunned by this thought, and at this moment, a sound suddenly came from behind the screen, and Zhou Chonghan really walked out of the back room, which made Song Qiaobi tremble.

Teacher Zhou...... You...... You're here......" Song Qiaobi asked tremblingly.

Zhou Chonghan didn't seem to think so, and glanced at her lightly: "Well, I want to read a book quietly." ”

Song Qiaobi muttered in his heart, probably talented people are abnormal! Why don't you give her the drawings directly and send her away, wouldn't it be quieter?

Who knows, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, and asked casually: "It's not early, are you in trouble?" Have nothing to eat together? ”

Song Qiaobi was stunned for a moment, and then immediately laughed again: "Teacher Zhou, even if I have something to do for you, I have to push it...... This time I have to ask you for anything......"

Zhou Chonghan also seemed to expect it, and nodded: "Then let's go." ”

Song Qiaobi never believed in coincidences, and she believed that the occurrence of coincidences stemmed from the inevitable law of the development of things.

The first is that he participated in the design of their project for no reason, the second is that she inexplicably became the interface with the design institute, and then there is his now unbelievable dinner invitation. For no reason + inexplicable + unbelievable = deliberate.

Sure enough, with the first time, there is a second time, first the seafood restaurant on Tianjin Street, and then the Kangshun restaurant on Wuyi Road. On the surface, it seems to be careless, but in fact, the net is getting tighter and tighter, Song Qiaobi feels that he is a fish in the net, but he doesn't know where the exit is.

The third time they were in the Xiangxi Building in the central square, he finally asked her, "How many people are in your family?" ”

"I'm the only one." She didn't know the purpose of his question, but she chose to answer truthfully.

"Where's my father?"

"Sit on the ground and become a Buddha."

"Mother?"

"Take the crane to the west."

Song Qiaobi replied with a smile, not very serious, but swept him with his afterglow, he seemed to understand a little, lowered his head and muttered for a moment, and then said, "It's not bad to be simple." ”

"When did Mr. Zhou become interested in my family?" Song Qiaobi drank a little wine, became a little bold, pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhou Chonghan didn't answer her question, but suddenly asked, "What do you think about marriage?" ”

Song Qiaobi was shocked, but she still maintained her composure on her face, this question is not easy to answer, she has to be cautious, she turned her head, held her chin and smiled: "Why did Teacher Zhou suddenly ask this question?" Could it be that Mr. Zhou has any unique insights? ”

Zhou Chonghan replied: "My opinion is not unique, just like ordinary men, but just marrying a wife and having children." ”

Song Qiaobi smiled again: "Then I am just like an ordinary woman, but I am just a husband and a child." ”

Zhou Chonghan glanced at her meaningfully, and then pointed out the window: "What do you think of that building?" Song Qiaobi looked over, it was the tallest building in the center of the central square, the cylindrical Tower of Babel. She knew that he had a property here that was worth a lot of money.

"Hehe, does Mr. Zhou want to talk to me about architecture?" She asked knowingly.

Zhou Chonghan smiled: "I don't talk about architecture with women. ”

Song Qiaobi laughed: "...... Mr. Zhou, what do you want to tell me? ”

"Get married, you, with me." Zhou Chonghan leaned over and replied seriously.

……

When Zhou Chonghan went home, it was more than seven o'clock in the evening, and as soon as he came in, there was the smell of fragrant beef, and the kitchen lights were lit. ”

Zhou Chonghan frowned and didn't answer, lowered his head to change his shoes, and found that the shoes on the ground were placed in one direction towards him, and then walked into the living room, feeling that the living room seemed to be much cleaner than in the morning. Walking all the way into the kitchen, I saw her busy around the apron, and when she looked at the kitchen again, Zhou Chonghan suddenly popped up with an English word in his mind: r.

It's not what the disaster site is, pots and pans, bottles and cans, which have several more bombs out of thin air. The woman was still stirring the soup in the pot, and she didn't bother to look back at him: "Wait a little longer...... The beef and radish soup will be ready soon, and if you are hungry, you can eat first...... I made shiitake mushrooms ...... rape"

Zhou Chonghan's brows tightened even tighter, and he couldn't see that there were mushrooms on the table.

"I guess I'm going to rest today anyway, so why don't I come here and help clean up the house...... How long have you lived here without cooking? The pot table is all dust...... I've got you covered...... Fortunately, I found a spare key at your house, so I was able to go out and buy some things and add some materials, how can I live without oil, salt, sauce and vinegar......" She said like an experienced housewife.

"Did you get the household registration book and ID card?" Zhou Chonghan didn't take advantage of her stubble and went straight to the point.

"On the living room table...... By the way, you said you were going to talk to me, what? ”

Zhou Chonghan hesitated for a moment and said, "When will your soup be good?" ”

Song Qiaobi turned her head with a smile and asked, "Anxious?" Good ...... right away."

"Okay, you come to the living room, I'll tell you again." Zhou Chonghan turned around and went directly back to the living room.

Song Qiaobi felt something unusual, and suddenly had doubts in his heart, so he simply turned off the fire and passed with him.

"What's wrong? What's up......? Song Qiaobi sat on the sofa with him and watched him check his household registration book and ID card.

"It's as easy as getting married, I want to divorce you." Zhou Chonghan finally raised his eyes and said solemnly.

Song Qiaobi froze.

"I wanted to tell you last night...... But ......" he paused, and seemed to feel ashamed, he felt that he was so bad, he was a superb scumbag! I just got married to someone else's girl, and I was going to divorce in less than a week...... From morning to now, he was filled with a kind of disgust for himself.

But can he really blame himself? After all, he is a man, he doesn't listen to heaven and earth, he doesn't listen to his father and mother, he only listens to the seven inches of his abdomen, and if he wants to blame it, he blames the woman in the atmosphere, the twilight......

Soft and smooth, his chest swelled and undulated, his legs were long and his waist was long, he involuntarily sank in, and when he sank an inch, the fire burned him an inch, and in the end he didn't know whether he swallowed the fire or the fire swallowed him.

"I know it's especially unfair to you, and it's entirely my fault...... So...... I can give you whatever you want, a house, a car, you can do it. I'm willing to pay for my mistakes. Zhou Chonghan finally said what was in his heart, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Song Qiaobi maintained a stunned expression, but she kept calculating in her heart, one by one, one by two, she made a profit.

But...... Why?

Song Qiaobi noticed that Zhou Chonghan was staring at her tightly, so she could only grin, she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, slowly stood up, and muttered: "I'm thinking about it......" turned back, moved two steps, and fell to the ground with a thud.