Since Qiao Mai's domineering confession, Xiao Jing has avoided Qiao Mai all over.

Qiao Mai naturally found out, and finally returned to City A all the way......

Qiao Mai knew that the other party was hiding from him, so he immediately left with a black face.

……

"Boss, the master is gone!" Wang Xiaowu looked at the boss standing beside him, and was really indignant, "Boss, it's not me saying you, what's wrong with Shanen, you don't like her." You don't know if you don't like it, there are still a lot of brothers waiting to turn over on the ship! ”

"Bastard, what brand do you turn over, how old is the girl!" Xiao Jing didn't know where his inexplicable anger came from.

"......" Wang Xiaowu rolled his eyes and said that he didn't like it, he was jealous.

"Boss, I don't know if you've heard of a sentence that abusing your wife is cool for a while, chasing your wife to the crematorium......"

Xiao Jing was stunned and said with a dark face, "Get out of ......"

"Cheng, I'll send the master home......" Wang Xiaowu sighed, "What a good girl, if you like me." ”

That's right, he did it on purpose, and sure enough, the cool air behind him was a lot heavier, Wang Xiaowu smiled, boss! Boss, let you be serious, and see how long you endure it before you understand.

……

After Qiao Mai returned to Xiao's house, it was three days in a flash.

Xiao Jing didn't go home for the past three days, and Qiao Mai knew that the other party was avoiding her.

She didn't understand, where was she wrong, and the other party wouldn't look down on her.

Good ......

Standing in the kitchen, Qiao Mai was chopping meat with a kitchen knife, and the chef standing on the side broke out in a cold sweat.

"Miss, let's do it!"

"No, I'll come by myself, I'm going to eat human meat buns tonight."

Knock Knock......

"The third master is back......"

"The third master is back......"

As soon as Qiao Mai heard the words of the maid outside, her eyes suddenly lit up, Xiao Jing is back?

Jo Mai walked straight out of the kitchen and leaned against the wall.

"Yo, third uncle, you're back! It's busy! ”

Xiao Jing's body stiffened, "Well, I'm back, what is the little girl doing?" He looked at her with a kitchen knife, how funny it looked.

"Chop meat, eat human meat buns tonight."

"......" Xiao Jing's cheek cramped, "Cough, okay, you continue, I'll go upstairs to change clothes first." ”

Since she confessed to herself, Xiao Jing only felt that the whole person was not good, and she would think of her when she went to sleep, and she felt awkward in the face of her.

Qiao Mai heard a saying, called women chasing men, interlayer yarn, so in the following days, she directly took the initiative......

Day 1......

At night, it was already late when Xiao Jing came home, and just as he was about to go upstairs to rest, his mobile phone clicked.

"Third uncle, I cooked porridge for you in the pot, remember to eat something and then sleep......"

Xiao Jing was silent and sent a message.

"Good ......"

After sending the message, he walked into the kitchen, began to fill a large bowl of porridge and came to the table to start eating.

……

A smile appeared on Qiao Mai's face in the bedroom.

She didn't understand why she didn't feel anything for anyone, but Xiao Jing, as long as she saw him and thought of him, her heart would always be full of like.

Day 2......

Early in the morning, as soon as Xiao Jing opened the door, he saw a girl squatting at the door dozing.

He was stunned, squatted down, looked at the other party's head with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but reach out to catch it.

Qiao Mai said good morning in order to block people, knowing that the other party got up early, so he climbed here before five o'clock to squat, but because he was too sleepy, he couldn't help falling asleep.

"I said, what are you doing this morning?" Xiao Jing sighed, bent down to pick up the person, walked into the other party's bedroom, put the person down and covered the quilt.

"Xiao Jing, I must catch up with you."

In his sleep, Qiao Mai gritted his teeth and muttered.