Chapter Forty-Seven: Mushrooms, Let's Go.
At that moment, I quickly remembered that Qian Mao's kid didn't tell me who he was with last night. And I was so happy that I forgot about the question I threw out. Damn, if you ask now, it's not suitable.
But in the end everything is back in place, and although it is obvious that something went wrong, we are too lazy to correct it.
It's about how much a person likes you and how much they can do for you.
In fact, there is no standard answer, and I don't understand that the water is poured into the bottomless pit until it reaches that position.
As long as I feel enough is enough, that's enough.
On Saturday morning, the sturdy curtains kept me awake all night.
Being woken up was a brief knock on the door from the living room, and the second it bounced off the bed. To be honest, I was blown away.
Striding to the entrance, I knew who it was, and I couldn't wait.
Unexpectedly, I guessed that it was his refreshed face in front of me, standing straight outside the door and waiting for me to open it, and then his beautiful appearance crashed into my pupils.
Unexpectedly, he was holding a mushroom in his arms, still the rainbow color that was so ugly that he had no friends.
I immediately laughed, unconsciously with a little resistance in my tone, "Why did you bring it here?" ”
Qian Mao snorted coldly, raised his head and walked around me to the living room, looking very unhappy.
"I didn't want to send you, I just saw that our mushrooms were boring, so I took them out and walked around."
I closed the door and followed him, looked at the sluggish mushroom in embarrassment, and said cautiously, "Its depressed things seem to have been picked up by you." ”
Qian Mao's body stiffened just now when he sat on the sofa, and then looked at me directly, "Wang Qi, you have to demolish me to be happy, right?" ”
"Wronged, Mr. Qian, the little one just felt that the colorful appearance of the mushroom was jealous of the same kind, and he was unhappy."
Qian Mao buried his head in grabbing the tail of the mushroom and muttered aggrievedly: "Is there a way?" If I make it clear, you'll be upset. ”
Of course, I know what the words mean.
Unexpectedly, the mushroom may really have a relationship with me, and as soon as it saw that I was embarrassed, it directly raised its throat and screamed a few times in protest, and actually wanted to turn around and bite Qian Mao's hand.
Frightened, he panicked, and almost threw the mushroom out of his arms, and immediately reprimanded him sharply: "Poisonous mushroom, you unrighteous guy, you dare to find the master yourself before I speak, I don't know shame." Besides, people's disgusted faces don't mean to like you. ”
I smiled helplessly, pointed to the tail of the mushroom and said, "Uncle, it seems that you have never had a cat, and it is afraid that others will touch its tail to resist." ”
"yes, it's like you've raised it."
"I haven't raised it, and I don't plan to raise it in the future."
Qian Mao suddenly got up from the sofa, "Wang Qi, what do you mean?" This time, the mushroom really fell out of his arms, and after screaming twice, he turned around and scurried around the house as if he was liberated, not treating himself as an outsider at all.
The angry Qian Mao shouted: "Okay, you don't want it, right?" Mushrooms we go, not subject to this nest of gas. ”
After finishing speaking, he caught the mushroom that was going to jump on the sofa, and the serious face was cute.
I sat on the sofa and watched him hug the mushroom and walk to the door angrily, compromising and said, "Okay, can't I raise it?" ”
After listening to this, he really stopped, and turned back to question the credibility with his eyes.
I beckoned to him, then gently patted the sofa next to me, and motioned for him to come over, "Since the purpose of Concubine Ai has been achieved, is it time to come back to accompany me?" ”
This book was first published in Reading Books