She exclaimed: "It's such a beautiful car, I like this color, calm and clean." Oh, by the way, are you still doing that?

The diving bird said: Oh, I've been a copywriter for a long time, and I'm working on the Internet now.

Leng Qinghe blinked his eyes and said curiously: Internet? How did you start the Internet?

The diving bird said: Actually, I originally studied computers, and I did copywriting purely to make a living.

Leng Qinghe grasped the meaning of these words and asked: So you don't make a living now?

Of course, she can't imagine that Shibei should be impressed by each other for three days, and the diving bird is now the right and left hand of Feng Yu, the second position of the company, and the whole company is respectfully called: Mr. Ying.

opened the door, Qianqian was already waiting at the door, and looked at Leng Qinghe curiously, there was actually a woman in the house today, this is a matter of the sun hitting the west. In its memory, the owner never brought a woman home, and it was mostly men who came here, so it always scoffed, usually just sniffing and running away. A bunch of men, not interesting at all.

The only woman who ever appeared in the house was the mother of the diving bird, the nervous old woman, the owner seemed to be very impatient to talk to her, and she was always there to nag around, not knowing what to nag about, endlessly. Whenever this happens, the owner always has an iceberg silence principle, or simply pulls himself up and says: Qianqian, wait at the door, let's go out for a walk!

I don't know why, she is always very afraid of Qianqian, every time Qianqian wants to take the initiative to show enthusiasm, and make love to her, in order to show friendship, after all, she is also the master dog of this family, no matter what, this heart is always in place. Qianqian felt that she was very friendly, wagging her tail, and had a sincere and sincere attitude of pleading.

He raised his four paws and pounced on her very sincerely.

But as soon as the old woman saw herself, she couldn't help but scream: Shuying, you, you quickly pull it away, you know that mother has always been afraid of dogs.

The master shouted: Qianqian, come here-

Qianqian's paws didn't have time to be contained, an empty, fell to the ground, the old lady had already fallen away, Qianqian looked at her very aggrievedly, and looked at the master, and didn't understand what went wrong with her enthusiasm?

Later, Qianqian also understood a little, and it turned out that the other party didn't seem to like her very much.

Indeed, Ying's mother doesn't like Qianqian very much, she doesn't understand, her son doesn't go to find a woman, live a good life, and have a child, but he has such a terrifying dog, the size of a wolf, with a fierce and vicious look, and he is very cautious.

As soon as it was hot, I saw it occupying the whole hall alone, stretching out its four paws, lying comfortably on the floor tiles to cool off, sticking out its tongue and salivating all over the ground.

Every time Ying's mother came, she set a verbal agreement and rules with the master: no matter how free Qianqian is, how precious you are, she can go anywhere during her time, but she can't go to her room.

However, today's situation is completely different, not only is it a woman, it is a good-looking woman, but it is also a young woman, and most importantly, she sees that she is not afraid at all, and even squats down to touch her head.

Qianqian observed the master's expression, well, the mood was stable, Qianqian immediately came to her strength, sniffed her with her nose, felt that she really liked herself, and couldn't help wagging her tail very happily.

At this time, I heard the woman say: Ying Shuying, you have a dog, I really didn't expect it.

The diving bird dodged to make room for her to come in, and said, "Well, yes."

Leng Qinghe touched Qianqian for a while, and Qianqian's innocent eyes kept observing the two of them.

Leng Qinghe asked: What is it called?

The diving bird put her luggage in the hall for the time being, and said, "Qianqian."

Leng Qinghe has been interacting with Qianqian, she is a little scared, but she still likes it. Say: Female?

The diving bird laughed and said, "No, it's a boy."

Leng Qinghe also laughed and said: Why did you choose a girl's name.

The diving bird asks rhetorically: No?

Leng Qinghe showed a humble look, smiled softly, and said: It's very nice.

He called Qianqian, obviously it was still a little unsatisfied, and even wanted to make some further affectionate moves, but the master's low command made it a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while, or obediently walked to the side, serious as a bystander.

In any case, it is always a joy to have a guest at home today. Perhaps, when the owner is happy, he can give himself some more delicious food, or he can give the owner some food to eat himself, which is the ultimate delicious, much more energetic than his own tasteless dog food.

In fact, along the way, the diving bird has been silently thinking about a question, what is the purpose of him taking Leng Qinghe to his home like this? He himself is somewhat unclear, sympathetic? Camaraderie? Or is it an old love unforgettable?

Sympathize? It's a little bit sympathetic to her being dumped by Du Ou's bastard. But there is also a subtle mixture of schadenfreude in this sympathy. How's that, I knew that Du Ou wasn't a good thing, who told you to follow him?

In fact, the true face of the game between lovers lies in this: once separated, in fact, the heart does not want the other party to live better than himself.

If you really possess that kind of magnanimity and kindness, then your spiritual realm may not be able to think purely of a mortal in the flesh who has been tormented by seven emotions and six desires endlessly all his life.

Perhaps, you will ascend to the realm of God. AMEN！

The diving bird struggled with this dark thought in his own heart, so he tried to convince himself to help her. In fact, he really wanted to leave her alone, let her go, hate the love and go away, and taste the sorrow of his amorous parting since ancient times.

Camaraderie? It's a bit more subtle and complicated. Originally, there was, but then it changed its taste, and at the beginning, Leng Qinghe resolutely drew a clear position, wanting to fall in love with himself, not just be friends.

To be honest, I didn't cross the Lei Chi step, but now that I think about it, I really admire myself. How many lonely nights, she whispered warmly, looked at each other with affection, and she was able to maintain this innocence, purely because of the firm return heart held in her heart. It's just, look at it now, where to go back? It's a bit absurd.

So, all that's left is the endless old love. The body of the foreign land is already difficult to defeat the soul of the dark country, chasing the travel thoughts, night and night, the good dream leaves people to sleep, but it turns into a piece of lovesick and drunk helpless life reality. If it collides with a warm and affectionate heart, Ren Shilang's heart is as hard as iron, and it turns into a finger twist for no reason.