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With a fluttering tone and casually talking about serious things, it is Cui Chengchuan.

"Click", like the sound of a lighter's grinding wheel.

Subsequently, it was He Zhengxiao who had no emotional voice.

"Half an island, it is indeed very sincere."

Qiao Weihuan's eyelids jumped, and he quickened his pace.

When I passed by the room, I felt that there was silence inside.

He Zhengxiao let out a low laugh, and there was a deep murder hidden in his voice.

"Those who dare to give up dare to ask for more, and their appetite will not be smaller than 'sincerity'......"

Going downstairs lightly, the lights in the living room were dim.

Open the refrigerator, there are fresh fruits and vegetables in it, and there is nothing ready to eat. Qiao Weihuan and eggs, cucumbers, hams and sausages looked at each other for a long time, and finally closed the refrigerator resignedly.

Study room on the second floor.

A gentle knock on the door alarmed the people in the room.

Cui Chengchuan sat lazily on the table, turned his head slowly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Weihuan at the door, and said with a smile: "Yo, little butterfly." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded generously to him, as a greeting, then looked at He Zhengxiao, and pointed out the door, "I'm sorry to disturb your conversation, I accidentally overslept and missed dinner time, do you still have food here?" ”

He Zheng flicked the cigarette ash, and the smoke around his body was about to disperse, blurring his heroic face.

She was wearing prepared pajamas, light blue, long sleeves, and the two exposed calves were slender and fair, which was very seductive.

She seemed to pull the lights of the corridor and study into her eyes, and her dark eyes were amazingly bright.

He Zhengxiao's body leaned idly against the back of the chair, and his slender fingers caught the bright and extinguished firelight, but it did not prevent him from calmly taking off his gloves.

Unfathomable: "No food." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "Then I'll order a takeout, tell me the address here?" ”

"Takeout can't come in."

"Then I won't let the takeaway guy come in, go outside and get it."

"The door is locked."

"Then Uncle Zhong and I will borrow the key to open the door......"

"Uncle Zhong has 'back pain' and has already slept."

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

After concentrating on He Zhengxiao's expression, it didn't look like a joke, but she just felt that He Zhengxiao was teasing her.

Probably interrupting their conversation, He Zhengxiao was upset?

Qiao Weihuan, who was under the fence, decided, took a step back and opened the sky, "Okay, then I'll borrow the kitchen." ”

He Zhengxiao sat up slowly, propped his strong arms on the table, lifted up, and took a puff of cigarette.

"Do more, I'm hungry."

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

You have to charge interest for a little rice from your house, and you will be killed by the chicken intestines with a small belly.

Qiao Weihuan raised his chin, and his eyes turned down to disdain him: "My cooking may not be very delicious, not necessarily to your taste, you are a little mentally prepared." ”

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips in a low-key manner: "I don't expect much from you, just eat it." ”

Why is it that if it is normal, it comes out of his mouth and tastes a little wrong? Obviously talking about eating, it sounds like she can eat it......

Qiao Weihuan inexplicably felt that she was being teased, and closed the door silently.

Go downstairs, stop halfway through, turn around and raise your middle finger at the closed door.

When I turned around again, I was startled by the little thing on the bottom steps.

There was a pure British shorthair cat squatting, who did not look very old, had not yet begun to gain weight, with beautiful gray fur and a graceful line on its back, and a dark light in its beautiful eyes, squinting haughtily at her.

Qiao Weihuan also squinted her eyes, raised her feet and went downstairs, not throwing off this unpleasant kitten.

However, halfway through, I heard a soft cat meow behind me.

The cat jumped away silently, and when it returned, it had an empty food bowl in its mouth and stared at her with burning eyes.

Qiao Weihuan's love was recently hooked by the little black bean, she pursed her lips, and finally went to find cat food.

However, when she filled the bowl, the cat lowered her head and sniffed in the basin, then tilted her head to look at her, and turned away arrogantly, leaving her with a stinky back.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

What kind of cat is really what kind of person.

She rolled her eyes at the sky, and went into the kitchen depressed, cutting the sausages as if they were cats and cat owners, and the cutting board rattled.

When frying rice, Qiao Weihuan blinked, first took out a bowl, and then threw eight spoons of salt into the pot, after thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough, and then threw in two spoons of soy sauce, three spoons of white vinegar, and four spoons of monosodium glutamate, and then served the rice with a smile.

Doesn't it mean that it's good to be able to eat?

You can eat a pot of dark dishes, and you can laugh at it.

Turning around, He Zhengxiao didn't know what was coming. He put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, his figure was tall and slender, his shirt that was not fully buttoned was a little loose, and his wheat-colored chest loomed, exuding a strong masculine smell.

Qiao Weihuan was a little weak, handed him the plate, and disguised his gaze, "There is still a dish that has not been fried, you will eat it first?" ”

I don't know if He Zhengxiao saw the action of sprinkling salt just now, in short, she took the fried rice.

The fingers placed at the bottom of the plate were rubbed by the man's knobred fingers, and they trembled unconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, He Zhengxiao had already walked away.

Qiao Weihuan took two deep breaths and took a cup on the water platform. When he was receiving water in the water dispenser, his eyes inadvertently swept and saw that He Zhengxiao, who was sitting firmly at the dining table, had already started eating.

There is a kind of man who, no matter what kind of action you do, will feel very stylish.

He Zhengxiao has a kind of calmness and elegance that others can't learn, which is innate and goes deep into the bone marrow.

Qiao Weihuan watched He Zhengxiao pick up the spoon and put the fried rice into his mouth, and his demeanor was pleasing to the eye.

The moment the tip of the tongue and the fried rice touched, He Zhengxiao: "......"

Qiao Weihuan was in a good mood, picked up the cup and poured a big sip of water, finally held the water cup, bent his eyes and asked knowingly: "I don't usually cook, and occasionally I don't have to choose to cook and eat, it's certain that my cooking skills are not good, but fried rice should be fine, do you taste delicious?" ”

He Zhengxiao put down the spoon unhurriedly, picked up the folded napkin and wiped the corners of his lips, raised his eyelids, and the night under his eyes fell on her...... on the cup in your hand.

Qiao Weihuan lowered his head, only to find that he was holding a cold gray mug in his hand. When he saw a shallow mark on the edge of the cup, Qiao Weihuan suddenly became unnatural.

The position where she had just drunk the water seemed to be the same as the mark left on the cup by He Zhengxiao's lips......

A man's breath approached, Qiao Weihuan raised his head, and He Zhengxiao's tall figure covered half of the light. His strong arms propped himself up on the wall behind her, his head half-bowed, his warm breath spread over her delicate ears, and his voice was low: "Indirect kissing satisfies you more than direct kissing, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan: "! ”

Spicy chicken, flirting with her is over without charge, isn't it?

The roots of her ears were a little hot, Qiao Weihuan blushed and clenched her cup, not to be outdone, glanced at the man who was close at hand, and swept her defiant gaze on the other party's perfectly shaped lips, "You think too much, you can't satisfy me." ”

"Which one?" The man's good-looking hand pinched her chin and lifted it, and his dark eyes became extraordinarily deep when they met her watery lips, "This?" ”

His lips got closer and closer, Qiao Weihuan shuddered in horror, turned his head to avoid his shackles, and squatted down without thinking, quickly drilled out of He Zhengxiao's controllable range, raised his hand and threw it back.

He Zhengxiao stretched out his long arms, steadily caught the cup that Qiao Weihuan threw over, and when he looked up again, he saw that Qiao Weihuan didn't eat anymore, and ran upstairs in a hurry, glaring at him without any threat while running.

She probably didn't know how seductive her eyes looked.

Listening to the sound of the door closing from upstairs, He Zhengxiao took a glass of water unhurriedly, looked at the obvious lip prints on the cup, and drank seb.

While putting down the water glass, Uncle Zhong didn't know which corner he came out of, and silently put on a coat for He Zhengxiao.

On the stairs, Cui Chengchuan took an unlit cigarette in his mouth and walked down lazily, and the obscure light illuminated his handsome face.

In the guest room, Qiao Weihuan climbed into bed depressedly.

She couldn't stop the man.

And it's only the first day, how will you survive the rest of the days......

slept a little too much in the afternoon, Qiao Weihuan tossed and turned a few times on the bed, and stayed up with her eyes open until the second half of the night before she barely fell asleep.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Uncle Zhong knocked on the door and invited her downstairs for breakfast.

didn't see He Zhengxiao at the dinner table, Qiao Weihuan drank porridge and asked Uncle Zhong next to him, "Isn't he there?" ”

Uncle Zhong looked at his nose and nose, and said solemnly: "The young master went out with Mr. Cui last night, and he hasn't come back yet." ”

Qiao Weihuan quietly drank the porridge in the bowl and did not speak again.

Uncle Zhong suddenly said, "The young master has explained, you can tell me if you have any orders." ”

After breakfast, Qiao Weihuan returned to his room. She was annoyed and too lazy to turn on her phone, so she had to play with the tablet boringly.

The news about Qiao Weihuan and Mo Xilin exploded on the Internet, and everything was said.

Some say that Mo Xi will abandon the chaos at the beginning, and some say that Qiao Wei loves vanity and does not want Mo Xi to hook up with a big money master. It's just that everyone doesn't know what kind of person else can be more golden than Moxilin......

On this day, He Zhengxiao did not come back.

The next day, there were still only two people in the house, Qiao Weihuan and Uncle Zhong, plus a tsundere cat.

……

For a week in a row, He Zhengxiao disappeared.

Qiao Weihuan was lazy for a week, and was lying on the bed scrolling Weibo this day, when a private message suddenly jumped in.

Miss Feng: I saw the message speed and called back.

Feng Shanshan is very smart and knows that Qiao Weihuan can't turn on the phone, but she can't help but surf the Internet, so she knocks on her Weibo.

Qiao Weihuan turned on the phone for some reason, ignored the prompt messages that poured in, and called Feng Shanshan back.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Shanshan quickly answered the phone and went straight to the point: "Have you rested enough?" ”

"It's rare to be idle, Sister Feng will let me rest again."

Feng Shanshan was not surprised by her answer, and obviously asked Qiao Weihuan to call back not to persuade her to return to the screen, but to say directly: "Okay, you continue to rest." But there's one thing, haven't you talked to Old Madam Mo yet? ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

With a fluttering tone and casually talking about serious things, it is Cui Chengchuan.

"Click", like the sound of a lighter's grinding wheel.

Subsequently, it was He Zhengxiao who had no emotional voice.

"Half an island, it is indeed very sincere."

Qiao Weihuan's eyelids jumped, and he quickened his pace.

When I passed by the room, I felt that there was silence inside.

He Zhengxiao let out a low laugh, and there was a deep murder hidden in his voice.

"Those who dare to give up dare to ask for more, and their appetite will not be smaller than 'sincerity'......"

Going downstairs lightly, the lights in the living room were dim.

Open the refrigerator, there are fresh fruits and vegetables in it, and there is nothing ready to eat. Qiao Weihuan and eggs, cucumbers, hams and sausages looked at each other for a long time, and finally closed the refrigerator resignedly.

Study room on the second floor.

A gentle knock on the door alarmed the people in the room.

Cui Chengchuan sat lazily on the table, turned his head slowly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Weihuan at the door, and said with a smile: "Yo, little butterfly." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded generously to him, as a greeting, then looked at He Zhengxiao, and pointed out the door, "I'm sorry to disturb your conversation, I accidentally overslept and missed dinner time, do you still have food here?" ”

He Zheng flicked the cigarette ash, and the smoke around his body was about to disperse, blurring his heroic face.

She was wearing prepared pajamas, light blue, long sleeves, and the two exposed calves were slender and fair, which was very seductive.

She seemed to pull the lights of the corridor and study into her eyes, and her dark eyes were amazingly bright.

He Zhengxiao's body leaned idly against the back of the chair, and his slender fingers caught the bright and extinguished firelight, but it did not prevent him from calmly taking off his gloves.

Unfathomable: "No food." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "Then I'll order a takeout, tell me the address here?" ”

"Takeout can't come in."

"Then I won't let the takeaway guy come in, go outside and get it."

"The door is locked."

"Then Uncle Zhong and I will borrow the key to open the door......"

"Uncle Zhong has 'back pain' and has already slept."

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

After concentrating on He Zhengxiao's expression, it didn't look like a joke, but she just felt that He Zhengxiao was teasing her.

Probably interrupting their conversation, He Zhengxiao was upset?

Qiao Weihuan, who was under the fence, decided, took a step back and opened the sky, "Okay, then I'll borrow the kitchen." ”

He Zhengxiao sat up slowly, propped his strong arms on the table, lifted up, and took a puff of cigarette.

"Do more, I'm hungry."

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

You have to charge interest for a little rice from your house, and you will be killed by the chicken intestines with a small belly.

Qiao Weihuan raised his chin, and his eyes turned down to disdain him: "My cooking may not be very delicious, not necessarily to your taste, you are a little mentally prepared." ”

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips in a low-key manner: "I don't expect much from you, just eat it." ”

Why is it that if it is normal, it comes out of his mouth and tastes a little wrong? Obviously talking about eating, it sounds like she can eat it......

Qiao Weihuan inexplicably felt that she was being teased, and closed the door silently.

Go downstairs, stop halfway through, turn around and raise your middle finger at the closed door.

When I turned around again, I was startled by the little thing on the bottom steps.

There was a pure British shorthair cat squatting, who did not look very old, had not yet begun to gain weight, with beautiful gray fur and a graceful line on its back, and a dark light in its beautiful eyes, squinting haughtily at her.

Qiao Weihuan also squinted her eyes, raised her feet and went downstairs, not throwing off this unpleasant kitten.

However, halfway through, I heard a soft cat meow behind me.

The cat jumped away silently, and when it returned, it had an empty food bowl in its mouth and stared at her with burning eyes.

Qiao Weihuan's love was recently hooked by the little black bean, she pursed her lips, and finally went to find cat food.

However, when she filled the bowl, the cat lowered her head and sniffed in the basin, then tilted her head to look at her, and turned away arrogantly, leaving her with a stinky back.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

What kind of cat is really what kind of person.

She rolled her eyes at the sky, and went into the kitchen depressed, cutting the sausages as if they were cats and cat owners, and the cutting board rattled.

When frying rice, Qiao Weihuan blinked, first took out a bowl, and then threw eight spoons of salt into the pot, after thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough, and then threw in two spoons of soy sauce, three spoons of white vinegar, and four spoons of monosodium glutamate, and then served the rice with a smile.

Doesn't it mean that it's good to be able to eat?

You can eat a pot of dark dishes, and you can laugh at it.

Turning around, He Zhengxiao didn't know what was coming. He put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, his figure was tall and slender, his shirt that was not fully buttoned was a little loose, and his wheat-colored chest loomed, exuding a strong masculine smell.

Qiao Weihuan was a little weak, handed him the plate, and disguised his gaze, "There is still a dish that has not been fried, you will eat it first?" ”

I don't know if He Zhengxiao saw the action of sprinkling salt just now, in short, she took the fried rice.

The fingers placed at the bottom of the plate were rubbed by the man's knobred fingers, and they trembled unconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, He Zhengxiao had already walked away.

Qiao Weihuan took two deep breaths and took a cup on the water platform. When he was receiving water in the water dispenser, his eyes inadvertently swept and saw that He Zhengxiao, who was sitting firmly at the dining table, had already started eating.

There is a kind of man who, no matter what kind of action you do, will feel very stylish.

He Zhengxiao has a kind of calmness and elegance that others can't learn, which is innate and goes deep into the bone marrow.

Qiao Weihuan watched He Zhengxiao pick up the spoon and put the fried rice into his mouth, and his demeanor was pleasing to the eye.

The moment the tip of the tongue and the fried rice touched, He Zhengxiao: "......"

Qiao Weihuan was in a good mood, picked up the cup and poured a big sip of water, finally held the water cup, bent his eyes and asked knowingly: "I don't usually cook, and occasionally I don't have to choose to cook and eat, it's certain that my cooking skills are not good, but fried rice should be fine, do you taste delicious?" ”

He Zhengxiao put down the spoon unhurriedly, picked up the folded napkin and wiped the corners of his lips, raised his eyelids, and the night under his eyes fell on her...... on the cup in your hand.

Qiao Weihuan lowered his head, only to find that he was holding a cold gray mug in his hand. When he saw a shallow mark on the edge of the cup, Qiao Weihuan suddenly became unnatural.

The position where she had just drunk the water seemed to be the same as the mark left on the cup by He Zhengxiao's lips......

A man's breath approached, Qiao Weihuan raised his head, and He Zhengxiao's tall figure covered half of the light. His strong arms propped himself up on the wall behind her, his head half-bowed, his warm breath spread over her delicate ears, and his voice was low: "Indirect kissing satisfies you more than direct kissing, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan: "! ”

Spicy chicken, flirting with her is over without charge, isn't it?

The roots of her ears were a little hot, Qiao Weihuan blushed and clenched her cup, not to be outdone, glanced at the man who was close at hand, and swept her defiant gaze on the other party's perfectly shaped lips, "You think too much, you can't satisfy me." ”

"Which one?" The man's good-looking hand pinched her chin and lifted it, and his dark eyes became extraordinarily deep when they met her watery lips, "This?" ”

His lips got closer and closer, Qiao Weihuan shuddered in horror, turned his head to avoid his shackles, and squatted down without thinking, quickly drilled out of He Zhengxiao's controllable range, raised his hand and threw it back.

He Zhengxiao stretched out his long arms, steadily caught the cup that Qiao Weihuan threw over, and when he looked up again, he saw that Qiao Weihuan didn't eat anymore, and ran upstairs in a hurry, glaring at him without any threat while running.

She probably didn't know how seductive her eyes looked.

Listening to the sound of the door closing from upstairs, He Zhengxiao took a glass of water unhurriedly, looked at the obvious lip prints on the cup, and drank seb.

While putting down the water glass, Uncle Zhong didn't know which corner he came out of, and silently put on a coat for He Zhengxiao.

On the stairs, Cui Chengchuan took an unlit cigarette in his mouth and walked down lazily, and the obscure light illuminated his handsome face.

In the guest room, Qiao Weihuan climbed into bed depressedly.

She couldn't stop the man.

And it's only the first day, how will you survive the rest of the days......

slept a little too much in the afternoon, Qiao Weihuan tossed and turned a few times on the bed, and stayed up with her eyes open until the second half of the night before she barely fell asleep.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Uncle Zhong knocked on the door and invited her downstairs for breakfast.

didn't see He Zhengxiao at the dinner table, Qiao Weihuan drank porridge and asked Uncle Zhong next to him, "Isn't he there?" ”

Uncle Zhong looked at his nose and nose, and said solemnly: "The young master went out with Mr. Cui last night, and he hasn't come back yet." ”

Qiao Weihuan quietly drank the porridge in the bowl and did not speak again.

Uncle Zhong suddenly said, "The young master has explained, you can tell me if you have any orders." ”

After breakfast, Qiao Weihuan returned to his room. She was annoyed and too lazy to turn on her phone, so she had to play with the tablet boringly.

The news about Qiao Weihuan and Mo Xilin exploded on the Internet, and everything was said.

Some say that Mo Xi will abandon the chaos at the beginning, and some say that Qiao Wei loves vanity and does not want Mo Xi to hook up with a big money master. It's just that everyone doesn't know what kind of person else can be more golden than Moxilin......

On this day, He Zhengxiao did not come back.

The next day, there were still only two people in the house, Qiao Weihuan and Uncle Zhong, plus a tsundere cat.

……

For a week in a row, He Zhengxiao disappeared.

Qiao Weihuan was lazy for a week, and was lying on the bed scrolling Weibo this day, when a private message suddenly jumped in.

Miss Feng: I saw the message speed and called back.

Feng Shanshan is very smart and knows that Qiao Weihuan can't turn on the phone, but she can't help but surf the Internet, so she knocks on her Weibo.

Qiao Weihuan turned on the phone for some reason, ignored the prompt messages that poured in, and called Feng Shanshan back.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Shanshan quickly answered the phone and went straight to the point: "Have you rested enough?" ”

"It's rare to be idle, Sister Feng will let me rest again."

Feng Shanshan was not surprised by her answer, and obviously asked Qiao Weihuan to call back not to persuade her to return to the screen, but to say directly: "Okay, you continue to rest." But there's one thing, haven't you talked to Old Madam Mo yet? ”

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