Sitting down again and picking up the rice bowl, Chen Aiqing stared at the boy in front of her who was no longer the same as her, and suddenly said: "Tolerance, like ......"

She was trying to say, if one day, we are separated, will you hate me?

After all, she never thought about who she wanted to be with, at least at this stage, she really didn't think about who she was with.

Hearing the voice, Rong Yi raised his head and met her gaze: "Huh? ”

Chen Aiqing quickly lowered his eyes, avoiding his gaze: "I...... I want to ask you, do you have time after eating for a while? ”

The corners of Rong Yi's lips raised: "You want me to take it off so soon?" ”

Chen Aiqing angrily picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and stuffed it into his mouth: "Shut up, I want to say, if you have time, wash the dishes on the table!" ”

The tip of his tongue tasted the sour taste of Rong Yi, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted.

However, he still chewed the sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth and swallowed his stomach: "This is the first time you have fed me." ”

After speaking, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips as if he was not satisfied.

Chen Aiqing: ......

What should I do if I don't want this boyfriend, can I throw it away?

Seeing the little guy puffing out his cheeks, he was as angry as a chubby kitten, Rong Yi raised his eyebrows and stopped teasing her: "Okay, okay, listen to you, I'll wash the dishes." ”

Chen Aiqing glanced at him unceremoniously: "Forget it, you can even burn poached eggs, but you don't expect you to wash dishes." ”

The dishes are all packed in take-out convenience boxes, which is great for washing two rice bowls and two pairs of chopsticks.

After the meal, Chen Aiqing skillfully cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, threw them into the kitchen sink, turned on the faucet and began to wash the dishes.

Rong Yi stood at the door of the kitchen, leaning against the door frame, staring at her busy figure.

Looking at it, he suddenly walked over, opened his arms, passed through Chen Aiqing's side, and hugged her waist from behind.

Chen Aiqing's body stiffened: "What are you doing!" ”

Rong Yi: "I didn't hold enough just now." ”

As he spoke, he leaned his chin on Chen Aiqing's shoulder, stretched his head forward, and pressed against the little girl's cheek: "Where you work, who else is there besides you?" ”

Chen Aiqing was busy with the work in his hands: "There are a few colleagues." ”

Rong Yi: "Male or female? ”

Chen Aiqing: "There are men and women. ”

Rong said "oh": "Then if you want to work in the future, I'll pick you up after work?" ”

Chen Aiqing turned off the faucet: "What are you doing, jealous?" ”

"To be honest, I hate eating sour things, and I don't even drink yogurt," Rong Yi chuckled lightly, "but for you, I can drink two bottles of vinegar." ”

Two bottles of vinegar?

The familiar words reminded Chen Aiqing of something.

She turned around and pointed at the boy's shoulder: "The bottle of vinegar I lent you earlier, you haven't returned it to me until now." ”

"Anyway, I was quite unlucky that day, and when I went out, my skirt was dirty, so I had to change my clothes again."

"As a result, when I got to the place, I was counted down by my classmates for a while, because the dress was bought with her, sisters."

"Fortunately, you reminded me, otherwise I would have lost my life if I went out in a skirt stained with chili sauce."

Bought together, sister outfits?

So she went out in such a short skirt that day, and she asked a girl?

Rong Yi's strength around her waist loosened slightly, for fear that she would realize that the skirt was secretly soiled by herself, so she changed the subject: "When are you going to work tomorrow?" ”