Qiao Yew was cautious when he went to work, for fear of meeting a certain werewolf on the road.

After a safe day, she delayed leaving work because of a new plan.

Stepping on high heels, I got out of the elevator tiredly, and when I walked to the door, I saw a man leaning on the car, his slender legs stacked at will.

Song Jingshi, who was looking around, saw her with her eyes lit up, ran up and threw herself directly into her arms.

"Little red bean!" Song Jingshi called her affectionately.

Qiao Yew's face was slightly hot.

How can he mess with his nickname.

"Get up." Qiao Yew's high heels couldn't support the weight of the two of them and pushed him away.

Song Jingshi took her hand and kissed her fingertips, "Let's go eat authentic Chinese food tonight." ”

Before Qiao Yeshan could refute, he was stuffed into the co-pilot.

"There's a gift for you in the back." Song Jingshi said to her while driving.

"Gifts? I don't want to. "Joe Yew didn't want anything from him.

"Just look at it."

"Don't." Qiao Yew resolutely refused.

Song Jingshi parked the car in the roadside parking space, took the box at the back, opened it and put it on Qiao Yew's lap.

It is a pair of canvas shoes, not a brand, and it is estimated that Taobao is only about 20 yuan.

"You've been wearing high heels for a day, and after that, put them in the car, and you will change them after work."

Qiao Yeshan looked at the little white shoes in a daze, her heart seemed to be slammed, and she looked up and saw his smiling eyes, which made her a little flustered for a while.

"Change." Song Jingshi urged.

Qiao Yew finally changed obediently, and the canvas shoes were indeed much more comfortable.

After having dinner with Song Jingshi, Qiao Yew wanted to say goodbye, but Song Jingshi pulled her to go for a walk to eat.

"I think the streets in China and the streets abroad feel different when you walk." Song Jingshi pulled the topic.

"It's fine." Qiao Yew doesn't like to talk much, and when he gets along with him, most of the time he is talking.

"But with you, it's the same!" Song Jingshi said happily.

Joe Yew: "Greasy." ”

"Me? Am I greasy? I'm sweet talking, okay! Song Jingshi rarely said two love words, and Qiao Yew actually said that he was greasy.

"Mr. Song, I remember you working abroad." Qiao Yew didn't know how long he would have to pester himself.

"That's right! But now I'm in the country. After studying it for a few days, the domestic investment market was also good, so he started to do it.

"It's not too early, so let's leave it at that." Qiao Yew looked at the time, she should be able to see Qiao Spruce once before the hospital stopped visiting.

Song Jingshi wanted to grab Qiao Yeshan, but she stopped the car too quickly, and then left.

There's a lot he hasn't said yet......

Qiao Yew returned home after seeing Qiao Spruce.

When I got home, I saw that my WeChat had entered a group, which seemed to be a high school class group, which was particularly lively.

Qiao Yew looked at the front and back, as if he was discussing the party.

She wasn't very interested, so she exited the interface and went to the study to change the plan.

After finishing work, she saw a message on WeChat.

[Summer Breeze and Night]: Purple shirt, is the party coming?

She didn't want to go, but after seeing this message, she was a little hesitant.

Then another message popped up.

[Summer Breeze and Night]: It's been six years, I don't know if you're okay?

Click on the input method, she wanted to say something, and finally saw his avatar and pressed back.

This night, Qiao Yew didn't sleep very well.

She dreamed long at night, dreaming of many things before, and her heart was in turmoil.

I woke up early the next morning and went to work.

When she got off work at night, Song Jingshi was still waiting for her at the door with a swagger.

Luckily, she was late for work today.

After sitting in the co-pilot, Qiao Yeshan said to Song Jingshi: "If you want to come in the future, don't stop at the main gate." ”

Qiao Yew didn't want to be the object of gossip in other people's pantry.

"Okay." Song Jingshi actually did it on purpose, he wanted everyone to show off his relationship with Qiao Yeshan, but she said it very seriously, and she didn't dare to joke.

"Eat ...... tonight"

"Feel free to do it, I want to go home." Qiao Yew had a busy day and didn't sleep well last night, so he was very sleepy.

"Okay."

After Song Jingshi was well, Qiao Yew closed his eyes and recuperated.

When she woke up, she found that in the underground parking lot, Song Jingshi was picking up something in the trunk of the car.

Joe Yew came down, "Mall restaurant?" ”

"It's not." Song Jingshi smiled, "My family! ”

As soon as he heard that it was his house, Qiao Yew turned around and was about to leave, and was hugged tightly by Song Jingshi.

"Obediently, little red bean, you see that your complexion is so bad, I'll cook for you tonight!"

"You...... Cook? Qiao Yew was so frightened by him that she forgot what she was leaving.

"That's right! Dinner for my husband! Song Jingshi carried the vegetables in one hand and put his arm around her shoulder with the other to prevent her from escaping.

Pressed through the door.

Song Jingshi led her to the living room.

Compared with the foreign Song Jingshi house, Huaguo's house is more luxurious, it is a duplex middle building, the first floor is the living room, kitchen and large balcony, the second floor is a bedroom, study and cloakroom and finally a small balcony. The style of decoration is retro style, low-key luxury.

"Sit down, I can call you after eating." After Song Jingshi finished speaking, he ran into the kitchen with the dishes.

The kitchen is open, and Song Jingshi still looks at Qiao Yew from time to time.

Qiao Yeshan left a message for Aunt Chen, explaining that she had something to do and asked her to visit Spruce.

Aunt Chen replied quickly, so that Qiao Yew could rest assured that she would be busy and take care of the spruce herself.

Aunt Chen was very happy about Qiao Yew's return to China and her promotion, and after Qiao Spruce came back, the situation gradually improved, and Aunt Chen was even happier.

Seeing that Song Jingshi was a little clumsy in the kitchen, Qiao Yeshan was completely sleepy, she walked to the kitchen, "I'll come." ”

"Huh? Are you coming? "Song Jingshi is watching a tutorial to learn how to cook.

Qiao Yeshan darkened his phone, "The tutorial is complicated a lot, I'll do it." ”

After looking at the food he bought, I probably knew what he was going to do.

Song Jingshi also wanted to eat the food she cooked, so he directly gave her the position of chef, and sat on the front table with a stool to look at her.

Qiao Yew felt that the open kitchen was actually not so good, and she was very uncomfortable when she was watched.

When the two were having dinner, Song Jingshi praised her for a meal, and each dish could praise ten idioms without repeating it.

Qiao Yew was shy.

After eating, he took her to go out for a walk, and Qiao Yew also wanted to go home.

The two of them walked in the outer commercial street of the community, this area is a circle around the city center, there are not many people on the road, there is no bustling noise in the city center, and it is much better than the deserted and lonely suburbs.

"I want ice cream." Song Jingshi was moved when he saw the convenience store.

"You go buy it." Joe Yew is not very hungry.

Song Jingshi was afraid that she would run away, so he pulled her into the door.

Song Jingshi carefully selected ice cream in the freezer, and Qiao Yew stood one step behind him and waited for him.

She turned her head sideways to see two handsome men and women talking at the cash register.

The woman picked up her things and seemed to have bought some snacks, and the man said a few words to her, but in the end she still paid for it.

The interaction between the two is very intimate, and it can be seen that they are very affectionate.

Qiao Yew gasped when she saw their faces, feeling a little clogged in her chest.

After Song Jingshi made a choice, he called Qiao Yew several times but didn't see her answer.

Even on the way back, she was in a trance.

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