"This is the kitchen, where I usually cook."

"This is the toilet and the bathroom are one because the room is smaller...... This is my cell phone. ”

Qin Feng put his phone in his pocket and came to the bedroom.

"This is my bedroom and where I usually work." He turned on the light and introduced his bedroom: "Because the rented house is relatively small, there is only one computer desk and bed, and when you are tired, you can sleep directly." Next to the computer desk is a bookshelf and clothes rack, and on the other side of the bed is a balcony. ”

The computer was assembled by Qin Feng for tens of thousands, which can be regarded as an exposure point, a small staff with a salary of more than 3,000 yuan a month can not assemble tens of thousands of computers, plus peripherals, Qin Feng's salary for a year and a half.

But as long as you don't turn on the device and look at the configuration, it is estimated that Wang Anruo doesn't know how much money it spent...... Even if you look at the configuration, it is estimated that only a small number of girls will have a concept of computer configuration, right?

Just look at the appearance is quite handsome, the water-cooled and transparent chassis are only romantic for boys, the pink keyboard and headphones are very good-looking, especially the keyboard, the keycaps are white and yellow, very cute.

Wang Anruo's attention is not on the computer, but on the wardrobe and bookshelf next to it.

Of course, it was inconvenient for her to open the wardrobe, but the books on the shelves could be flipped through at will.

The books on the shelves range from history and geography to literature and web novels, and even quantum mechanics and a brief history of space.

Among them, Qin Wuxiang's full set of works are available, and Wang Anruo just watched quietly, without any signs of disgust.

This just proves that Qin Feng is erudite, although he doesn't like to read Qin Wuxiang's novels, Qin Feng must focus on literary literacy, rather than going to the author.

Wang Anruo sat on a chair and read a book, Qin Feng's eyes were not skewed, and the gentleman did not look at it.

But he still wanted to sigh that he usually didn't notice that she was in such a good figure at all...... Or is it because the beige color is bigger?

"You sit down for a while, and I'll wash some fruit for you." He smiled and asked, "Didn't you eat dinner?" It just so happens that there are ingredients at home, and I will show you a hand. ”

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

Qin Feng left, Wang Anruo was sitting on the chair at first, but he looked outside and found that Qin Feng was really busy in the kitchen, so he quietly sat on the edge of the bed.

The bed is very hard, not as comfortable as the bed at my parents' house, nor as soft as Simmons in Qingshan Community, and the quilt is simply folded, which makes Wang Anruo ashamed.

She is a little lazy, she can't cook and rarely does housework, the Qingshan community is the housekeeping that comes with the property, and her parents have the diligence of Wang's mother, and she doesn't need to do it.

So in her bedroom, the quilt is spread out and covered directly on the bed.

"Really diligent, can cook and often tidy up the house." Wang Anruo already had a score in his heart, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Mom will definitely like it, and Dad himself is satisfied." ”

After thinking about it, she felt that it was not good to sit on someone's bed all the time, so she got up and walked to the bookshelf.

Of course, the wardrobe can't be opened, this is a matter of politeness, Wang Anruo has been nurtured by his grandfather since he was a child, knows etiquette and knows honor and disgrace, and his grandfather and grandmother are scholarly and pay more attention to family education.

The bookshelf was something that Qin Feng could read by default just now, and the first time he entered the man's bedroom, Wang Anruo was actually a little excited in his heart, and his desire for knowledge was very strong, but it was inconvenient to read casually, and he was afraid of finding something that he shouldn't be looking for, so he could only look at the book.

"Historical Records", "Pride and Prejudice", "Wuthering Heights", "White Night Walking", ......"

Qin Feng's books are very messy and messy, and they cover a wide range, although the knowledge of all aspects is not enough to compare with professionals, but it is enough to write books, and he can be called knowledgeable when talking to people.

"It seems that this book is often read." Wang Anruo took down a book with a beautiful cover, and the illustrations of the four gentlemen of Meilan and Zhuju highlight the cultural heritage of the book, "The Book of Songs." ”

She opened this thick book of poetry, and there were original texts, translations, and even annotations.

Some of the annotations are brought by the book, and some of the annotations are written by Qin Feng himself, but the small characters of the pen are so atmospheric, which is the momentum brought by the font and the pen, not the size of the font.

It is said that seeing words is like seeing people, and Wang Anruo is convinced of this at the moment.

"This page is bookmarked." Wang Anruo opened it and looked at it, he was stunned for a moment, and then Wan'er laughed, "No wonder you like reading this book so much." ”

The position of the bookmark insertion is the national style series in the Book of Poetry, the national style has a total of fifteen, and this page happens to be the national style Qin Feng.

"National Style, Qin Feng" is a total of ten articles, recording the folk songs of the old Qin land, and the well-known "Pu Jia" in the textbook is one of the Qin winds.

Wang Anruo thought to himself, no wonder, if there is an article in any book named An Ruo, I am afraid that he will also collect it, and then taste and annotate it every day until he reverses it like a stream, right?

Thinking of this, she opened the first chapter, and the first article that caught her eyes made her stunned.

"Qin Feng Che Lin"

There are cars next to each other, and there are horses and white bumps. I didn't see the gentleman, the order of the temple people.

"Qin Feng, the car neighbor ......" Wang Anruo's head flashed with fireworks of brilliant thoughts, she suddenly closed the book, put the "Book of Songs" back on the shelf, and then humbly poked her head out to look at the kitchen.

At this moment, she was finally able to confirm who wrote the poem to herself.

The "Book of Songs" on the bookshelf is not far from Qin Wuxiang's book "Spherical Electric Cloud", and tens of thousands of female artists can be taken out to thank the female artists of the rescue department.

You can teach the invincible green tea in a French restaurant for thousands of dollars, and you don't feel distressed at all when you pay.

She is very moved now, because she has more contact, and it is not easy for her to even make money as a lyricist, especially a lyricist who is less famous. It is estimated that the dinner invitation and the red envelope given to Li Xiaoyun in order to repay his favor are all the savings that Qin Feng has saved over the years.

Do you want to continue to pretend you don't know?

Wang Anruo was a little difficult, but Qin Feng didn't want to admit it, there should be something unspeakable, right?

At this moment, a knock suddenly came to mind outside the door.

Qin Feng, who was busy in the kitchen, took out the cut fruit and glanced at Wang Anruo a few steps away.

A trace of panic flashed on Wang An's face, who would knock on the door?

Qin Feng was also a little uneasy, it was a trivial matter for the world of the two of them to be suddenly disturbed, but if there were other women who had an affair with him, they didn't know where to find out about their residence like Wang Anruo......

With apprehension, he gave Wang Anruo a gesture to silence, and then shouted at the door: "Who? ”

"It's me."

Wang Rengui's voice came from outside the door, which made Qin Feng and Wang Anruo, who were in their throats, both breathe a sigh of relief.

"You also called Uncle Wang, scared me to death." Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to open the door with a smile.

Wang Anruo frowned, feeling that things didn't seem to be so simple.

I didn't call my dad to come over.

Sure enough, other people's voices followed.

"Hurry up, take a hand, the thing sinks me!"

"You're so big!"

"Don't crowd, let the director be the first to enter."

Qin Feng's smile immediately froze on his face when he walked to the door.