In fact, these words are not Qingchen's sincere words, because Duan Yi teased her first, she will not be outdone.

The atmosphere froze suddenly, and Qingchen lowered his eyes, not expecting that he would count these words.

"Thank you for the food, I'm going to rest if it's okay."

She's driving people away.

Duan Yi didn't speak, got up with his hands on the table and walked to the kitchen,

"I'm not full, I'll re-order the bowl of noodles for you."

Seeing his appearance, he couldn't get rid of him for a while, Qingchen was happy to let him be a free cook, and without replying, he went to the room to change a pair of pajama pants.

The pants that she had changed out were thrown into the basin, and halfway through the washing, Duan Yi told her to eat noodles.

A bowl of somen noodles, a few green vegetables, and an omelette.

It is the most familiar face in Qingchen's memory, when she was on Chunxi Road in the past, Lin's mother sometimes "busy" would not go home all day, and she would not put food at home.

At the beginning, there was Zhang Yi, and the two of them divided a steamed bun or sweet stuffed bun in half, and Zhang Yi always didn't divide it well, and every time he frowned and said that he was wrong again and then gave the big half to Qingchen, but even so, the child who was growing up was still hungry.

She is thin-skinned, embarrassed to go to Zhang's family to eat, except for the one bun or steamed bun, she doesn't eat the rest.

Later, Duan Yi moved to Chunxi Road, and after getting acquainted with them, he knew that there was such a situation.

"Come to me when you're hungry." He said to Qingchen.

Duan Yi is really omnipotent, after a certain Qingchen was hungry again, she touched Duan Yi's house, and after he saw Qingchen, he knew that she was hungry, so he went to the kitchen to give her down.

A bowl of somen noodles, a few green vegetables, and an omelette.

"Let's eat." He placed the noodles on the stool in front of her and watched her devour them.

"Duan Yi, you are so amazing!" She whined and praised him as she ate.

Duan Yi didn't say anything, just looked at her gently.

Since then, Zhang Yi can eat a whole bun by himself, and Qingchen no longer has to starve.

It's just that Duan Yi's grandmother felt that the eggs and noodles at home were consumed quickly, and asked her eldest grandson, who said that she was growing her body and eating too much.

Saying that he can't treat his eldest grandson badly, Grandma Duan asked Duan Yi to eat as much as he wanted, and he snorted with a sullen smile.

Duan Yi, who didn't eat eggs, still grew very well, a big one of more than one meter and eight meters, with abdominal muscles and chest muscles, and the light dust who ate eggs grew taller, and his development was excellent.

"Don't stand there, come and eat." Duan Yi urged her.

She walked over and sat down cross-legged, her appetite seemed to be turned on at once, and she picked up the noodles and began to eat.

"Don't you have a table for dinner? It's a hassle to sit in the car like this. ”

The rented house itself is not very large, a kitchen, a bedroom, and a bathroom coexist in the room, and only this small small living room remains.

"If you don't have any land, I'll buy a house myself in the future." She replied with a suck.

Duan Yi got up and looked at the house, "Do you have any favorite place to live?" ”

She replied without thinking, "Yes, do you know the area on Nanhu Road?" It is next to the South Lake that community I think is very good, the housing price is suitable, the scenery is also good, although far away, but it is still good. ”

"It's pretty good," he said, "have you ever considered a house in that area on Huai'an Road?" ”

"Nope."

She ate half of the bowl of noodles, and her stomach felt a little swollen, but she still couldn't stop.

"No matter how expensive the houses in the area of Huai'an Road are, they are enough to buy a few sets on the edge of Nanhu, and only the rich can afford it, but I am not blessed."

Qingchen heard him laugh briefly, "Why are you like falling into the eyes of money now?" ”

Qingchen ignored his laughter, "Money is what gives me a sense of security." ”

Duan Yi didn't speak, he stood there and looked at her quietly for a while, "Borrow the bathroom." ”

"Whatever you want."

At the end of the noodles, only a mouthful of soup was left, Qingchen really couldn't drink it, she packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash up, and after everything was done, she saw Duan Yi come out of the bathroom and shook the water in her hand.

"It's not early, you rest early, I'll go back first." He spoke.

Qingchen nodded, the previous sense of uneasiness returned, what if the stalker came from the door of the house while he was sleeping?

"I'll park my car and watch it for you, don't be afraid."

"Whatever you want." She replied to him awkwardly, and her heart was much more stable.

Duan Yi listened to her words, closed the door and went downstairs.

Qingchen stood in front of the window, and saw through the curtain that he was out of the unit door, and the black off-road vehicle was parked next to his car, and he didn't get into the car, and the person disappeared when he turned a corner.

Qingchen stood for a while and no one came, so he entered the bathroom in frustration and wanted to continue washing his pants, but found that the half-washed pants had been dried on the balcony outside the bathroom at this time.

A puff of heat slowly rose from her face, and the undried water droplets on her pants dripped on the floor, making a clicking sound, reminding her that a man had washed her pants in his bathroom.

And that man was her ex-boyfriend.

This kind of thing used to be a common thing, but now that the two have neither a definite relationship nor a substantive relationship, how can he enter the house to help him wash his clothes.

After fugue washed up, she changed into pajamas in the room, and as soon as the buttons of her underwear were unbuttoned, Duan Yi knocked on the door and called her.

Qingchen buttoned it in a hurry, but the more she hurried, the more she couldn't button it, and finally buttoned it, she hurriedly put on her pajamas and went to open the door.

"What's wrong?" She asked him with a slight gasp.

Duan Yi took out a bag from behind him, "Remember to wipe your head." ”

"Oh." She covered her forehead and answered.

"Thank you."

"It's fine." He coughed, "Light dust." ”

"Huh?" She looked up at him.

His eyes looked down slightly, "Underwear..."

Qingchen quickly lowered her head, and at the same time felt that her back was empty, because of her downward movement, her underwear quickly protruded, she screamed, and hurriedly closed the door with a "snap".

Duan Yi coughed a few times with his hands clenched into fists, and said to the door, "Qingchen, I'll go first." ”

An annoyed voice came from inside, "Get out." ”

At the end of January, Tong City was wet and cold, Duan Yi sat in the car and smoked, and after a while, he saw something floating where the street lamp shone on, and when he looked up, it was snowing.

He could see from the inside through the window of his car, but he couldn't see anything from the outside, so he saw Qingchen walking towards his car with a blanket in his arms.

Qingchen knocked on the car window three times, Duan Yi didn't open the window, she wondered if he was asleep, knocked a few more times, the car door opened directly, and she took a few steps back.

The quilt was stuffed forward, "Here you go, I don't want to call the police tomorrow to drag the corpse." ”

She was not much shorter than Duan Yi, she wore a black down jacket on her head, her hat was buttoned on her head, and the snow fell on her hat one after another, and then turned into water again.

"Little Dust."

She subconsciously responded.

"If you don't send the quilt tonight, won't it be considered murder of your husband?"

She snorted coldly, "At most, it's a pig killing." ”

Then he urged him to take the quilt, "Don't you see the snow?" Before I could do it, I was about to freeze to death. ”

He took the quilt and laughed at her, "Who told you to come down with so little to wear." ”

Qingchen rolled his eyes, put his hand in his pocket, and turned to leave.

After taking a few steps, she was dragged, she turned around and looked back, a shadow fell, her lips were slightly cold, Duan Yi had just smoked, her lips were still hot, her lips were close to each other, ice and fire.

Her eyes widened instantly, the quilt was separated between the two, Duan Yi felt that it was an obstacle, but fortunately, one hand held the quilt, and the other hand slid down from Qingchen's arm, grabbed her waist, and brought it forward.

At first he just lingered on her lips, but then he began to conquer the city, acting recklessly, and Qingchen was powerless to resist it, and retreated one after another.

Duan Yi closed his eyes, his eyelashes flickered, the snow was falling, and Qingchen could see that there was a lot of snow floating under the light behind him, and large patches were falling.

Duan Yi still had his head on his head, and Qingchen wondered if he was not cold. She reached out her other hand and touched his head.

He opened his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, and the hand around his waist loosened and shifted to the front, and through the thick down jacket, he covered it.

He could only roughly figure out the shape, but he was satisfied, and he sighed when he left the light dust.

"I really didn't give you milk for nothing."

"Duan Yi, are you insane?" She scolded him with a red face, turned and climbed upstairs.

When someone who returned late heard the word "neurosis", he glanced at Duan Yi strangely, but he just laughed and was not angry at all.

After laughing, he looked down at his pants again,

Tsk, you can't live if you do your own evil.

Qingchen threw himself on the bed and screamed without taking off his coat, his mind full of Duan Yi's words just now.

At that time, Qingchen was still a good young man with a serious mind and good roots, since she was in high school, Duan Yi would bring her a bottle of milk every morning, and she must stare at her to drink it before she is satisfied.

Qingchen's family conditions are not enough to have a bottle of milk every day, so she is very keen on drinking milk, and she consciously drinks it every day without being reminded by Duan Yi.

For three years, not a day fell.

Zhang Yi once asked Duan Yi why he didn't have such treatment, what did Duan Yi say?

"Come back to the back alley after school, I'll tell you."

Zhang Yi that day not only didn't understand why he didn't have such treatment, but was also fooled by Duan Yi and beaten in the end, of course it wasn't Duan Yi who was beaten.

In the men's 1v1 duel, Duan Yi has never lost.

It wasn't until the two established their relationship that Duan Yi was happy to explore Qingchen.

The first time he touched it, he said exactly the same thing,

"I really didn't give you milk for nothing."

Qingchen, who was red, was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, his face quickly turned red, Duan Yi was scolded by her, and then he couldn't touch her for several days.

Later, Duan Yi told her, "Actually, it doesn't have much to do with drinking milk, mainly relying on massage." ”

Well, Duan Yi couldn't touch the light dust for a few days in a row.