Picking up a large watermelon from the kitchen floor, Qiqi threw away his troubles and knocked on Qi Shunhua's door.

Qi Shunhua was dressed in plain home clothes, wiping the wet short hair on his head with a dry towel with one hand, and opened the door with the other. Outside the door, Qiqi easily held a huge watermelon and looked at him with a smile.

"Shunhua, are you ready to sleep?" Qi Qi casually put the watermelon on the ground and looked at Qi Shunhua's room where he walked in for the first time. Perhaps Qi Shunhua has lived here alone for a long time, and the overall layout of the room is not as warm as 304, and the living room is surrounded by metal cargo shelves, which are neatly filled with all kinds of parts, models, circuit boards, and yoga mats and fitness equipment are placed in the middle. A large desk near the window, under a lamp, triangles of various sizes, round tubes, protractors, pencils, erasers, unfinished hand-drawn mechanical drawings on the white drawings on one side, and a soldering iron stand on the other side of the desk, a soldering iron shelf with a soldering iron inserted in the spiral iron shelf, and a roll of solder wire fixed next to the soldering iron. Next to the corner of the table is a white toolbox with screwdrivers, tweezers, electric pens, pliers, tin suckers and other hardware tools.

The door of the master bedroom was closed, and Qiqi couldn't see the layout inside. The door of the second bedroom is wide open, and when you walk in, you can see a pair of classic desks and chairs near the window, and a book spread out on the table. Desk lamps, pen holders, bookshelf utensils are all available, and three easels leaning against the window. There are more books on the wall on the right than in Qi Shunying's room. Opposite the window is a box full of painting tools, and Jojo's cozy kennel with a mattress mat lies near the door.

Seeing Qiqi looking around curiously, Qi Shunhua didn't say anything, shook his head, continued to dry his hair, and waited for the water droplets on his hair to drain, he took out the hair dryer from the bathroom, shook the hair dryer while swinging his hair, and said with a smile: "After taking a bath, I feel that my whole body is refreshed, my arms don't hurt anymore, and my head doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Qiqi sat on the ground, joined Michael and Qiaoqiao in the fight, childishly you hit me, I hit you, his eyes didn't look at Qi Shunhua, "It's so effective, it's comparable to an elixir." It's fine, but I still have to massage, or when I'm gone, it hurts again, what should I do? "A domineering tone that cannot be refused.

Qi Qi crossed his legs, snatched a ball from Qiao Qiao's mouth, threw it back and forth, stared at Qi Shunhua, and begged: "Shunhua, I want to drink milk." ”

"There doesn't seem to be any bottled or bagged milk at home, I'll make you a glass later." Qi Shunhua turned off the hair dryer and responded.

"Do you eat watermelon? I'll cut a watermelon for you to eat. Qiqi saw Michael, who was sleeping on top of the watermelon, and remembered that he had brought a watermelon over. Qiqi unceremoniously drove Michael off the watermelon. Slipped off the cold watermelon very reluctantly, Michael directly gave Qiqi a roll of the eyes, and Qiqi threw a cross-eyed shot back without showing weakness.

Qi Shunhua put the hair dryer aside, walked over and picked up the watermelon with difficulty, and said with difficulty: "How did you carry such a heavy watermelon." ”

"It's okay." Qi Qi modestly touched the back of his head and followed Qi Shunhua into the kitchen.

Qi Shunhua washed the watermelon, took out a sharp kitchen knife, and went down with a knife, clicking in half, with a thin skin of red and black seeds, which was very sweet at first glance.