The windows are parallel to the courtyard, which means that they are diagonally facing the gate of the community at 45 degrees.

As long as someone passes by, if you happen to look at their house, you will be able to see their movements.

And Qu Miaomiao, who walked into the community with Lu Cheng, just looked good.

Qu Miaomiao didn't expect to see Cong Qi so suddenly.

Subconsciously frowned.

Didn't you go as a star?

Who is this man, is it a former boyfriend, or has he been replaced?

The good mood of the upcoming engagement suddenly seemed to be covered with a dark cloud, gloomy.

The change in her expression was seen by Lu Cheng and followed her line of sight.

I saw that in the half-open window, a tall, thin and powerful man supported a graceful woman, and no one kissed the two of them.

With a glass window at a distance of dozens of meters, you can feel the burning passion between the two.

From their position, you can only see the side faces, but you can also see the handsome men and women.

Lu Cheng could almost tell at a glance that the woman was the one who had a conflict with Miao Miao last time, and the man was probably the one who was making trouble and behaving frivolously.

This made him inexplicably unhappy.

He didn't know what was upset.

This emotion came very suddenly and strangely. In the end, it can only be attributed to the disproportionate behavior of the two in public, which makes him disagree.

After all—

Even if you're an upright couple, intimacy should be in the bedroom, shouldn't it?

How can anyone be seen outside without feeling ashamed?

Lower.

Lu Cheng retracted his gaze and carefully supported Qu Miaomiao: "If you want to climb the stairs, you still wear shoes with heels, and you are not afraid of falling." ”

"Forget it, don't talk about it, my son hears you chanting every day, and when he comes out in the future, he must be a bitter gourd-faced little old man."

Qu Miaomiao also retracted her eyes.

I was flattered by Lu Cheng's sudden thoughtfulness.

Rourou replied with a reliant smile.

But in my heart I was sneering.

It's a pity.

It's a pity that Cong Qi doesn't have the memories of his previous life.

Otherwise, seeing that the man who treated her like a treasure is now shushing and asking for warmth to herself, is she so considerate, will she be so angry to death?

Probably.

After all, the entertainment industry is so chaotic, Cong Qiguang has a face, and the Cong family has no background, she can only sell her hue if she wants to come out, where is it better than marrying Lu Cheng to be a rich wife?

And how much does she earn now?

In front of the serious business upstarts, even if she is half the sky, she is just a drama at best.

When the time comes, your family will be happy and your career will be successful.

And what about Cong Qi?

It's probably the beauty of the sunset tossing and turning around one greasy boss after another.

Yes, Qu Miaomiao just doesn't think that Cong Qi can walk with that man for a lifetime.

Because—

Money, the vanity of being sought after...... These are too corrosive for people.

If she has the conditions to enter the entertainment industry, she doesn't think she can resist the love of tens of millions of people and the pursuit of all kinds of rich people and gentlemen.

Even she is still like this, let alone Cong Qi, who is superficial and habitually undetermined??!

Now that he knows her end, why should he give her a look again.

is probably a pride in love and career, and Qu Miaomiao has a long-lost "charity feeling" for Cong Qi.

I can't help but think about what kind of attitude I want to ask Cong Qi to endorse after the company grows bigger in a few years.

Lu Cheng didn't know what his girlfriend who was smiling and softly attached next to him was thinking about this, so he helped Qu Miaomiao and walked in slowly.

When he was about to lose sight of the window, he couldn't help but glance over there again.

This time the woman was gone.

Only the man was left in an apron with his head bowed, as if brushing something.

……

Ji and Bei were washing in the kitchen, and Cong Qi went to wash his face again.

Then there was nothing to do, she nestled cross-legged in the sofa, her hands on her cheeks and smirked at the busy back of the kitchen.

Huh!

I'm getting married!

I'm actually getting married!!

This proposal is not romantic at all.

Gee, why don't I turn my head at all?

Doesn't the emotional short story say that men are easy to be cheap, and they won't cherish what they get too easily, so they should be in a hurry?

But what is it that other men are prone to make cheap cum and north?

He won't.

Probably not...... Right??

Forget it, I said yes, and it doesn't seem to make sense to think about this again.

But it's still annoying to think about it.

Even if you don't object, even if you want to marry him in your heart, you should pretend to be hesitant.

For example, hesitate for a week before giving him an answer.

Well, a week is too long, three days......

Three days seems to be a bit long, one day, one day can not be less.

You should hesitate for a day and let him be scared before agreeing, so that he doesn't hate to marry so much!

Cong Qi held his cheeks, frowned for a while, pouted for a while, and was full of inner drama, and performed the entanglement of a hundred people by himself.

Thinking about it, I unconsciously said it:

"Beibei~~~~ Did I agree too quickly, I feel like something is missing, or you pretend not to hear my consent and propose again?"

The words fell, and there was a clear hint: "I'm not allergic to romance!" ”

Chapter 36

At noon, as soon as Xu Huiying arrived at the gate of the community, she smelled the fragrance of vegetables wafting from her kitchen.

The kind of dry, spicy, spicy, spicy fragrance that stimulates the nostrils, as if it can transmit a few streets, is definitely Cong Qi's cooking skills.

It's funny to say that Cong Qi's cooking skills were learned from her father, but the stir-fry style is completely different.

Cong Zhiyuan's dishes pay attention to a middle-of-the-road fusion, and the taste is not outstanding, but it tastes very "mellow" and just right.

As long as you don't have a particularly biased taste, you will definitely like his cooking.

And Cong Qi's dishes are the same as her people.

Hot, direct, all kinds of flavors are distinct, so that people can smell it and know that it comes from her.

It has a good degree of recognition with the old yellow dish next door.

"Yo, there are a few dishes on the table, and there is a cold dish of pig's ears, why is it suddenly so rich?"

Xu Huiying kicked off her leather shoes and took out her woolen slippers and put them on.

When I reached for my shoes, I found a pair of beige men's leather shoes on the shoe rack next to the door, so I didn't have to wonder who was coming.

"Little is coming?"

Cong Qi was busy working in the kitchen when he heard his mother's voice.

Holding a spatula and leaning out his upper body: "Yes, he has to sleep in my room when he comes back, Mom, you speak quietly." ”

“……”

Xu Huiying glanced at her angrily.

Before he got married, he turned his elbow outward.

But when I walk, I do feel a lot lighter when I walk.

Xu Huiying passed by the dining table and looked.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried baby cabbage with bacon, shredded pork with green peppers, and a plate of braised pork ears in a cold dish, no vegetarian, very in line with the girl's hobby.

Cong Qi is not a pure carnivore.

In addition to celery, leeks and folded ear roots that leave potatoes, she eats the vegetarian dishes she makes with Lao Cong every time.

But when it was her turn to cook by herself, it was as if she had opened a vegetarian food blocker.

As long as she doesn't ask for it, she will never take the initiative to cook vegetarian dishes.

I don't know how to develop a habit.