Shen Qingqiu was still cooking when Jing Zhan knocked on the door, so he hurriedly opened the door, and before he had time to talk to him, he hurriedly ran back to the kitchen to turn over the fish in the pot.

"It's very fragrant." Jing Zhan stood behind Shen Qingqiu, and the heat of her words was all sprayed on her tender white neck, and she was numb.

This is Unit 401, Building 16, Ruoshan Garden, this is Shen Qingqiu's home, and for Jing Zhan, this is also his other home.

"Stay away from me, you'll get oil later."

Shen Qingqiu picked up the grass carp that had been fried until golden brown one by one and put it on the plate, the hot oil in the pot made a sizzling sound, bursting a bubble from time to time, and the Yantai was already stained with dots of oil.

Jing Zhan did not retreat, but advanced, hugging Shen Qingqiu's waist from behind, "I have rough skin and thick meat, are you still afraid of this bit of oil?" ”

"You're not afraid of me, you hold me, how can I do things? You open it for me. Shen Qingqiu bumped Jing Zhan's stomach with his elbow, "Go over and wait for dinner, don't get in the way here." ”

Being hit like this, Jing Zhan hissed and let go of Shen Qingqiu.

"Why, I haven't exercised for a long time, my abs are gone, and I've become so fragile?" Shen Qingqiu sneered, this is not like Jing Zhan, in normal times, he just uses a stick to pick up, he can't leave, he likes to pester her.

In Jing Zhan's words, this is a way to express love to the closest person, Shen Qingqiu scoffed, but he couldn't bear Jing Zhan's dead skin and shamelessness.

"What are you kidding, if I lose my abs, won't your welfare be ruined?" Jing Zhan dragged a chair from under the dining table, sat down, grabbed a plate of slightly charred peanuts on the table and threw it into his mouth.

This was improvised by himself last night when he was drinking at Shen Qingqiu's house.

Shen Qingqiu's cooking skills are good, but she didn't fry Jing Zhan alive or dead, saying that it was too late and it was not good to eat peanuts, so Jing Zhan did it herself, and the result was not satisfactory.

The freshly fried fish was re-fried and simmered in water with chili peppers and rice wine, and the fragrant fish was served.

"Can't you cook two more dishes, a cabbage and a plate of fish? If I hadn't come to eat, wouldn't you have just needed a plate of cabbage? Jing Zhan took his chopsticks and flexibly pointed to the two dishes on the table, removing the plate of peanuts.

"It's good to know, I'll cook more as soon as you come, and you never pay for the food." Shen Qingqiu cooked a meal for himself and Jing Zhan, sat opposite him, and complained.

Jing Zhan doesn't care, this woman is a knife mouth and tofu heart, he doesn't know it, he wants to die to save face and suffer crimes, in the end, he still feels sorry for him.

"Well, this fish is good, better than my mother's cooking." Jing Zhan quickly removed the fish bones, tore off the fish skin, put the fish meat in Shen Qingqiu's bowl, and ate the fish skin himself.

Shen Qingqiu was not polite to him, but smiled at Jing Zhan's frowning and eating fish skin, "You feel so much emotion when you eat a piece of fish skin." ”

"Tsk, you woman really can't praise and scold, praise you and scold me." Jing Zhan pouted.

"I didn't let you boast." Shen Qingqiu muttered, bowed his head and picked up rice, this man likes to be amorous, and he doesn't know who gave him the courage.

Ruoshan Park is a low-end community located in the suburbs of Luxian County, and the house types on each floor are similar, because they need to be used to make the originally small space appear large, so the rooms are door-to-door.

One room in Shen Qingqiu's house is her bedroom, and the other room is her study, except for sleeping, Shen Qingqiu usually only stays in the study.

"Hey, where are you going?"

As soon as the two finished eating, Shen Qingqiu walked straight to the study and was stopped by Jing Zhan.

"I still have a job." Shen Qingqiu patiently explained to him, trying to let him do what he should do.

"Work? You can't accompany me, how busy can you be with your broken job, I have already said that you will quit your job, marry me, and I will support you. Jing Zhan replied casually.

"What's yours is yours, what's mine is mine, and we're not at the point where we can share everything."

When Jing Zhan heard this, it was like being beaten with a stick, and he felt uncomfortable in an instant, he had said this to Shen Qingqiu many times, and every time she replied like this, when will this woman be able to realize herself, she will marry her sooner or later.

It was noon, and the intensity of the sunlight was slowly decreasing from the balcony here, and even the shadows were blurry, and the reflection on the white floor tiles was not very clear.

"The meal is also finished, if you have something to do, go back first, anyway, you have the key, don't let me open the door next time, I am not so punctual every time." Shen Qingqiu threw down a sentence and entered the room.

Jing Zhan stood in place, his head swinging to the left and right, nodding in an arc, his tongue against his cheeks, and his facial lines were more obvious.

Damn, this woman is always like eating dynamite, it's really hot, but I can't do anything with her, who called him so rare.

Jing Zhan was afraid that he would not be able to control his temper if he stayed any longer, so he still chose to leave.

Closed the door and went downstairs, and came back again and again to make sure that the door was closed, and she was home alone, and he was always uneasy.

Listening to the sound of the motorcycle starting downstairs, and then gradually disappearing into the hustle and bustle, Shen Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Qingqiu is an accountant in a bank, although he doesn't earn a lot now, but this job is still quite stable, for a girl, or in a small place in Luxian, it is okay.

Pulling the curtains close to the table to the maximum, Shen Qingqiu sat back down.

The work just now was indeed prevarication, picking up a book, Shen Qingqiu quietly read it.

Rather than arguing with Jing Zhan, maybe there would be a risk of being ripped out of the bedroom, Shen Qingqiu was more willing to do something by himself.

Jing Zhan rode his motorcycle out of the community and raced on the empty road at noon, and every time he went to Shen Qingqiu's house, he would be angry.

He is also cheap, there are many women in this world, why is he planted in the hands of this woman!

"Yo, Brother Zhan is here."

Jing Zhan parked his motorcycle at the door of a house called Anju Interior Design Studio, took off his helmet and hung it on the mirror.

He was greeted by studio partner Dong Mao, Si Swenwen, who wore a pair of glasses.

"How? Satisfied? Jing Zhan found a chair at random and sat down, "How many times have you changed it?" ”

"Satisfied fart!" Xiao Yu, who is also a partner, took a sip, "It's been changed one hundred and eighty times." ”

Jing Zhan is easy to speak, if he is present, he will not do it directly.

Dong Mao turned the pen in his hand and shook his head, "My buddies are all in this morning, I haven't eaten lunch, and people are still not happy, and we can't help it." ”

Jing Zhan kicked the back of Xiao Yu's chair, "The cigarette ash fell on the paper." ”

Xiao Yu was excited, and quickly shot it clean, "Brother Zhan, if you want me to say, we won't accept this order, how can there be such a customer, all kinds of picks." ”

"Have you ever seen a customer who doesn't pick a prick?" Jing Zhan got up, took the drawings on the table between the two of them and looked at them, and pointed to one of them, "Have you seen this one?" ”

"Not yet, improve it a little bit and send it over."

Jing Zhan looked at the two of them, and they wilted a few times, "Come on, I'll go buy you food." ”

"Thank you, Brother Zhan." Dong Mao and Xiao Yu spoke in unison, and they instantly became motivated.

Watching Brother Zhan go out, the two turned on the gossip mode.

"Eh, did you say that our brother Zhan was kicked out again today?" Dong Mao pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and leaned over to ask Xiao Yu.

"Who knows, anyway, if you are in a hurry, Brother Zhan's face will be thicker."