In winter, the moisture in the air is cold and condenses into a thin layer of mist on the window glass. Looking into the room through the hazy floor-to-ceiling windows, the small orange table lamp at the head of the bed can be vaguely seen, and the dim light illuminates Lu Qian's sleeping face.

She moved and buried her head in the pillow. The exposed half of the arm is like the finest mutton fat. Touched the position next to her indiscriminately, but didn't feel the familiar temperature, she frowned, and glanced at it half-open.

"Qiao Shen?"

It was cold beside him, only a fluffy quilt.

What about people?

Lu Qian opened his eyes and sat up, but he didn't find Qiao Shen, but first saw the drawing board resting on the single sofa.

On the white sketch paper, a familiar woman was drawn, and two words were signed at the signing place - Qiao Shen.

The woman in the painting is lying on her left side, her left hand resting on her head, her right hand resting casually on her hips, her left leg bent in a baby's position, and her restless right leg emerging from the snow-white quilt. This bumpy figure makes people look greedy, and Lu Qian doesn't even dare to admit that this painting is himself.

She got out of bed wrapped in a sheet, and just picked up the painting to take a closer look, and as soon as she looked up, she took a look at Qiao Shen outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

He was wearing a thin nightgown, and the leaning chair was answering the phone on the railing, through the heavy glass, Lu Qian couldn't hear what he said, and could only judge that it was an important phone call based on the expression on his face.

The glass windows are foggy, and Lu Qian can't see it really. She raised her arm, wiped out a clean spot, held the painting, and asked with her mouth, "Is it me?"

Qiao hooked the corners of his lips and nodded.

Lu Qian looked down at the painting again, looked at it carefully, and was sure that it was Qiao who was affectionate in her eyes, otherwise how could she be so good-looking!!

As soon as she thought that when she was sleeping like a pig, Qiao Shen sat on the edge of the bed, outlining her figure by stroke by stroke in the dim light, her heart was half full, and it was so soft that it couldn't be seen.

She moved to the side, learned the bridge in the idol drama, drew a big heart with her index finger on the foggy glass, and then shamelessly bent down and printed a kiss.

The confession came unexpectedly, Qiao Shen leaned on the railing's hand, and the ground softened.

Lu Qian thought that he was going to be planted, so he pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window in a hurry, but accidentally stepped on the sheets wrapped under him, so he threw himself at Qiao Shen in an irreversible posture.

Fortunately, Qiao Shen was quick and scooped the person into his arms, and snorted at the same time.

"What's wrong?" A voice of concern came from the other end of the line.

The voice sounded a little familiar, and before Lu Qian could distinguish it, he heard Qiao Shen say into the phone: "Auntie, Xiao Qian is awake." Do you want to talk to her? ”

Aunt?!

Now Lu Qian heard it clearly, the voice on the other end of the phone, isn't it Ms. Lin?!

Lu Qian's eyes turned into a copper bell for a second: "My mother?!"

Before Qiao Shen could reply, he heard Ms. Lin say: "I don't have anything to say to her, you have time to come to the house as a guest, and Auntie will hang up first."

"Okay, goodbye, Auntie."

It wasn't until Qiao Shen hung up the phone that Lu Qian dared to breathe loudly: "Is it really my mother?"

Qiao Shen nodded.

"How can my mom have your phone?!"

"Mr. Jin gave it."

Lu Qian collapsed and lifted his forehead: "...... What did my mom tell you? ”

Qiao Shen was about to speak, but he saw Lu Qian jump around twice and ask, "She won't come over now, right?"

Qiao Shen looked at the woman who was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and said unhurriedly: "They are still on the way, and they will be there in a while."

"it!! It's over...... Ouch......" Lu Qian stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, "Why are you playing me?" ”

"Don't use foul language to affect prenatal education." Qiao Shen turned around and walked into the house.

Lu Qian was stunned for a few seconds before he screamed and chased in: "Prenatal education?"

"Well, I told your mother that you are pregnant, I will take care of it, and we will get married next month."

Lu Qian's feet softened, and he sat down on the bed: "Brother, don't be kidding, in the old society, you looked like you were going to dip in the pig cage, do you know?"

"Really?" Qiao Shen grabbed Lu Qian's arm and pressed her under him, "In a relationship like ours in the old society, shouldn't we get married?" ”

Scared, Lu Qian shrank his chin and asked, "Did you really tell my mother that I was pregnant?"

Joe looked at her with a deep smile: "Guess. ”

“…… Guess your sister, guess, get up! Lu Qian knew that he had been tricked, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, "I was almost scared to death by you!" ”

"So scared of your mother?" Qiao Shen leaned against the head of the bed and smiled easily.

"Sherlock Holmes understands." Lu Qian continued, "When I first confirmed my relationship with Xiao Bozhou, my mother couldn't wait to look at me with a magnifying glass, and greeted Xiao Bozhou's ancestors for eighteen generations before agreeing to me to date him. You said that I would finally take a vacation at that time, and she also set a curfew time for me......"

As she spoke, Lu Qian found that Qiao Shen was becoming more and more silent, and she suddenly reacted: "Shouldn't I have a boyfriend in front of you?" ”

Qiao Shen smiled and didn't speak.

Lu Qian sat closer to him: "Sect Master Nan said that I am a single-celled creature with a straight male mind, and I think she has a certain point. So...... Do you take care of it? ”

Qiao Shen originally wanted to put on an expression like "I'm very jealous, you coax me more", but this stupid girl spoke too sincerely, his heart softened, and he had already pulled people into the crook of his arm.

Lu Qian pillowed the crook of his arm and said, "Why don't you tell me about your ex-girlfriend too?" I don't care. ”

"Then let me tell you about my first girlfriend."

Qiao Shen hugged Lu Qian, helped her tuck the quilt, and began to tell the story: "My first girlfriend looks very similar to you, and her height is about the same, especially her personality." Before I met her, I didn't think I'd like her type. Like you, she is neither gentle nor coaxing, and she values her career more than love. Looking back now, the first thing I took a fancy to me was not her person, but her legs......"

"Oh, then your first girlfriend is so good." Lu Qian's legs kicked, got out of the crook of his arm, pulled the quilt to cover his head, turned his back to him and said, "Sleep, I have to go home tomorrow to fight with my mother!" ”

"Angry?" Qiao Shen rested his chin on her shoulder and asked softly.

"What are you kidding, can't you see how bright my smile is?" Lu Qian pulled out a spongeBob SquarePants-style smile.

Qiao Shen couldn't hold back a smile, and walked on her lap: "By the way, her legs are exactly the same as you......"

Lu Qian took the drawing board and slapped it on him: "This painting is actually your first love, right?" ”

Qiao Shen looked at the beauty on the painting with tender eyes: "If you really don't care, I'll tell you the truth, this is indeed ......"

"I care!" Lu Qian covered his mouth and admitted with a blank eye, "I care, don't say it, talk about it...... I'll kill you! ”

Lu Qian suddenly realized that there is such a thing as feelings, which can never be explained. It is indeed not wise to ask him about his past and his predecessor in front of the incumbent. I am afraid that he will tell the truth, but I am also worried that he is full of lies. Instead of being mediocre, it's better to go with the flow. Since it's too late to participate in his past, it's better to start from now and create memories that are exclusive to them.

Thinking about this truth, Lu Qian snatched the drawing board and said softly: "Then you give me your first love, the painting is so beautiful, I will frame it and hang it at home tomorrow." ”

Qiao Shen originally wanted to explain, "There is no first love, the first time is you, and you will be you in the future", but after seeing Lu Qian's attitude, he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary. The woman he loves, although she is occasionally a little cowardly, is beyond his reach when she is free and easy.

After tossing for half a night, Lu Qian slept in bed.

Qiao Shen lifted the brush and wrote a few strokes under the painting, and then stopped. He promised Ms. Lin on the phone yesterday that he would personally send Lu Qian home, and the next day he took the loaded paintings with him to the car.

Lu Qian was a little apprehensive in his heart, he didn't bother to look at the painting, even the sandwich in his hand tasted like chewing wax, and he put it down after two bites.

Joe inserted a carton of milk and handed it over: "Eat some more, and I'll accompany you in later." ”

"Don't!" Lu Qian said solemnly, "I can solve it!" ”

Qiao Shen's eyes darkened, and Lu Qian's heart hurt, she hurriedly said, "I'll go back and communicate with them first, and then I will have a chance to ...... later." All right? ”

Lu Qian's hesitant and expectant little eyes still made Qiao Shen break through, licked his lips, and smiled.

Lu Qian asked casually: "Isn't your mother strict with you?" ”

"It used to be strict, but now, it's okay."

"That'...... Where's your dad? Lu Qian did a long period of psychological foreshadowing, and finally mustered up the courage to ask.