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The night was eerily quiet.

The living room is separated from the bedroom by a wall.

Wen Queyu curled up on the small sofa in the room, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, and his whole mind was full of Qi Zhaowei's indifferent expression.

She said it all to that point, and he didn't make it clear that he wanted to pursue her, and in vain he gave birth to such a pair of long legs, he wouldn't even chase after him to the door of the room.

If he could move just now, she would have given him two seconds, what else do you need him to chase for two years, woo woo woo annoyed to death, and he seems to be very self-inflicted, he seems to see that she doesn't plan to like him now, and he wants to tease her feelings.

Outside.

Qi Zhaowei pinched his phone, hesitated for a long time, and edited a WeChat message for her.

[Can you bring me a quilt?] ]

Wen Que said: "......"

After reading this message, Wen Queyu's first thought flashed was to go out and bite him to death!

She whizzed out a small quilt from the closet, rolled it into a lump angrily, opened the door, and slammed it on him.

The action was so fast that Qi Zhaoeaves was overwhelmed.

Or maybe he's old, and he's completely helpless in the face of such a twenty-year-old girl who will make his world flutter.

Seeing that he still had nothing to say to her, Wen Que was angry, and when he closed the door, he gritted his teeth and said, "I have to wake up until five o'clock in the morning!" Then throw your quilt into the washing machine for me, wash it and dry it! It's better to do it all before I get up! ”

Qi Zhaowei: "......" is this disliking him?

It's hard to rent a night's sleep.

……

Following.

The morning breeze stirs the small duvets.

Wen Queyu got up and walked out of the room, and saw that Qi Zhaowei had really washed the quilt, as well as the floor, and the kitchen was also cleaned up by him.

It seems that it is quite IKEA IKEA.

The corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably, and only then did he notice Wen Shancao sitting at the dining table and pulling a milky white bag.

It should be the breakfast that Qi Zhaowei bought.

Wen Shancao opened it and said to her with a smile: "Sister, big brother loves you so much, and bought you soy milk, fried dough sticks, and meat buns." ”

Wen Que said: "......"

Wen Queyu's heart was inexplicably sweet, but suddenly with the addition of Wen Shancao, she was almost so sweet that she sprouted and blossomed.

But for the sake of face, she feigned anger again: "Who taught you to say this kind of nonsense?" ”

Wen Shancao tore open half of the fritters and bit it, and her voice was glutinous: "No one teaches Caocao, it's Caocao who thinks so." When the eldest brother came back from buying breakfast just now, he only said that he would buy it for your sister. This is not to love you, sister, what is that? ”

Love?

Wen Queyu's heart sank, and he sneered coldly: "You little kid, do you know what love is?" ”

"Of course I do." Wen Shancao's little ghost is big, and he has a nose and eyes, "Dad often buys delicious food for Mom like this, and Dad says that he loves Mom." So the big brother must also love his sister very much. ”

Wen Que said: "......"

It is said that what a child sees is the purest, can she believe it?

twisting and throbbing, he turned his head to look at the small quilt on the balcony that was dried with edges and corners, and the heart lake of Wen Queyu suddenly rippled gently with the wind......

She seemed to find that Qi Zhaowei was taking every word she said seriously, even if it was a small angry word, he took it very seriously.

It's just that I don't know what kind of expression he had when he was forced to get up at five o'clock in the morning to wash the quilt?

Won't your face stink?