Qiao Zishan planned to make three dishes, and prepared the ingredients to be put in the pot.

She looked like she was cooking seriously, but all she heard was the sound of the two of them talking.

"Brother-in-law, is my sister's company good?"

"Brother-in-law, is your company so powerful? What are the gallery projects you are talking about? ”

"Brother-in-law, is my sister really so good in the company?"

……

Qiao Yunshan's question has been wrapped around Qiao Zishan's ears, and this brother-in-law screamed more smoothly than his sister.

"Qiao Yunshan, help me wash the vegetables." Qiao Zishan didn't care if he had just recovered from a serious illness, as long as he could block his mouth, didn't he see Song Jingshi smiling very proudly?

Song Jingshi liked Qiao Yunshan's name for himself very much, and touched his head, "You watch TV, I'll help your sister." ”

Walking to the kitchen to find Qiao Zishan, she glanced at Song Jingshi coldly.

"I'll just talk to my brother, don't be jealous." Song Jingshi said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense." Qiao Zishan didn't look at him, and seriously stir-fried the things in his hand, so that Song Jingshi didn't see the panic in his heart.

"Don't tease you, watch out for the fire."

Song Jingshi, the kitchen heavy, didn't dare to joke.

After the three of them finished dinner, Qiao Zishan came out of the shower and saw that the two were still watching TV, and Song Jingshi was doing popular science for Qiao Yunshan.

"It's time to rest." Qiao Zishan's name is Qiao Yunshan, and he got up obediently.

"Good night, sister." Qiao Yunshan said good night and went back.

She looked at Song Jingshi, "What about you, when are you leaving?" ”

"Huh? I have no intention of leaving. "Song Jingshi is going to live, there is a small box in Qiao Zishan's cabinet that contains several sets of his clothes, why should he go.

"I didn't plan to let you stay overnight." In addition, Qiao Yunshan is now at home, and Qiao Zishan has no intention of letting him stay overnight.

"So, you're going to live at my house?" Song Jingshi changed to one, and he was still lying on the sofa.

She walked over and turned off the TV, and said solemnly, "No kidding with you, when are you leaving?" ”

Song Jingshi took the opportunity to hug her waist and lean on her stomach, "Little red bean, don't drive me, you see how many days you have snubbed me." ”

Qiao Zishan: "......"

Qiao Zishan said euphemistically: "My brother is here." ”

Song Jingshi rested his chin on her lower abdomen and looked up at her, "So what, he likes my brother-in-law quite a lot." ”

Reached out and rubbed his hair, "I ......"

"If I can't find a good reason, I won't leave." Song Jingshi didn't want to leave.

"That'...... You go take a bath. "I can't talk about him.

Song Jingshi quickly got up, kissed her and ran into the bathroom.

Qiao Zishan stood in the center of the living room, touching the place where he was kissed, a little distracted.

In fact, from the beginning, she didn't want to drive Song Jingshi away, and when she said let him go, she also expected him to refuse directly.

What kind of strange idea is this?

Qiao Zishan looked at the room facing the living room, and the person behind the door seemed to notice her gaze and closed the door in a panic.

This kid has also learned to listen to the corners.

Qiao Yunshan covered his heart, for fear of being called out by his sister.

She blacked out the living room light and entered the room.

When Song Jingshi came out, she was tidying up the curtains, and when she saw the kindle on the bedside table lit up, she picked it up and looked at it.

This kindle was bought by him for Qiao Yunshan, but she never used it, and it was rare to see that the gift she gave was favored by the owner.

"The Seventh Day?" Song Jingshi took it and leaned on the bed with interest, and Qiao Zishan came over and pulled it away, "How can you peek at people's e-books." ”

"An e-book is not a diary." Song Jingshi replied arrogantly.

"Nope." Qiao Yunshan darkened the e-book and put it on the bedside table where she slept.

Song Jingshi leaned over, "Little Red Bean, how did you think of reading this book?" ”

In fact, it is good to understand a person's inner world and look at the type of books he reads, if a person is very confused about life, he may read philosophy books, if he is in urgent need of comfort, he may read the management book of Chicken Soup, if it is very time-passing, it may be.

By analogy, Qiao Zishan has something on his mind.

"This book, isn't it good?" Qiao Zishan hasn't read a book at night for a long time, she used to think about making money, all the time she was watching planning, there were no other entertainment activities, and she didn't sleep well in the last few nights so she took out the e-book he gave and read it.

"It's a good book, but it's ...... What did you perceive? Song Jingshi was afraid that she would not dare to say anything on her mind.

Then she pulled out her drawer and opened the catalog, "What is Dead Morning?" I also want this "Once Upon a Time My Dead Home". ”

Qiao Zishan snatched back his e-book, and replied fiercely, "Song Jingshi! ”

"Why...... Look at it this way...... A book that worries me. He asked, blinking innocently.

Qiao Zishan was amused by him, "Where can people worry." ”

Song Jingshi: "The protagonists in it are all sad to death, although in the end they are all facing the sea and the spring flowers are blooming with positive sunshine, but the whole process is very sad." ”

Qiao Zishan felt that his logic made people speechless, "That...... I'm going to read a book like "Alive" with a great title? ”

"No, this one is even more sad." Song Jingshi refused.

"So what to see? "How to succeed quickly" and "Be a time management expert"? This kind of thing? Qiao Zishan asked tentatively.

"Don't look at this, you don't need to be so self-disciplined." Song Jingshi thought for a while, "Let's go, sweet love." ”

"Why......" Qiao Zishan's interest was not very high.

"Maybe you suddenly want to fall in love, want to get married, I'm better than the domineering president, you will definitely feel that you have picked up a baby." Song Jingshi thought it was okay.

Qiao Zishan lay down, "You go to bed early, don't dream." ”

Then the lights were dimmed.

Song Jingshi touched her side, hugged her from behind, and asked close to her ear: "Little red bean, why are you reading these books?" Got something on your mind? ”

"Just to pass the time."

"Liar, can't you think about it?" Song Jingshi asked worriedly, and told her the theory.

"No, how could I not think of it." Qiao Zishan smiled, this theory may work for most people in psychology, but this is really not the case, "I...... I have enough suffering in my life, and I don't have any more thoughts about experiencing the suffering of others. ”

I couldn't sleep to pass the time, and I found that the resources of famous books were easier to find, so I pulled a few books to read, and the story was still good.

Song Jingshi, who knew some of her experiences, kissed her distressedly, "Little red beans are not bitter, they are sweet." ”

"It's sweet beans." Song Jingshi murmured in her ear.

Qiao Zishan was slightly surprised, and wanted to refute him, but was blocked by the last two words.

Is it sweet?

In the past, it was very bitter, she didn't feel sweet, she hated it.

Now on, it's a little bit of anticipation.

With the man behind you, it will be sweet in the future.

She wanted to be with him.