Eighty-eighth bowl of soup (9)

"Oh, with glasses, gentle, pretty good-looking, isn't it."

Qing Huan handed her hands over and told her forgiveness: "I just admire it, and I look just average. Of course you can't compare with your brother."

Yan Xiu gave her a sideways glance: "I can't come down yet."

"what?"

"Enough." He grabbed her two little hands that were still beating him on the back, "Hurry up and eat."

Hey, why are you so easy to talk suddenly, aren't you angry? Qing Huan didn't believe it anymore, she looked at him questioningly, then at him, and immediately jumped off his lap to eat. But she was still a little uneasy in her heart, so while eating while taking a peek at Yan Xiu, he didn't seem to be angry, but he went to cook sweet soup for her-it's strange, when did this person become so generous? I remember that I just sent her to school at the beginning, and after hearing that she had made friends, I was so angry that I went to school and stared at others. If it weren’t too busy at work, maybe I would supervise her personally 24 hours a day. .

In short, she can only have him in her heart, even if others occupy a little position.

With such doubts, Qing Huan ate dinner and drank a bowl of sweet soup, took a bath, changed her pajamas, lay on the bed and played on her mobile phone, nothing happened in the middle——

Brother changed sex?

The next morning, she got up on time, washed, changed clothes, tied her hair and wiped off the skin care products. As soon as she left the room, she smelled the fragrance and breakfast was ready again. Everything is the same as every day before, but she just feels a little strange. When did Yan Xiu become so magnanimous, it doesn't mind others to hear her boasting?

"Get up? Drink the milk first."

"Oh good." Qing Huan sat at the dining table, cupped the milk glass in both hands, took a big sip, and his mouth was stained with a circle of white beard. Yan Xiu cut the sandwich and brought it over. Seeing that there was milk on her mouth, he wiped it with his fingertips.

After breakfast, we had nothing to do with each other. Qinghuan packed her backpack with her mobile wallet and a pack of wet wipes, and then followed Yan Xiu to go to work with her.

From home to the company, there is nothing wrong with each other. She has been in the company. The employees have been familiar with it. Because Qinghuan has a good personality and a sweet mouth, she has established a relationship with the employees long ago, so she is all sorts of things when she arrives at the company. Saying hello, Yan Xiu was finally carried into the elevator.

When he arrived at the company, Yan Xiu went to a meeting. Before he came back, he had nothing to do with each other until Yan Xiu started working. Qing Huan was originally slumped on the sofa and watched the drama, but suddenly heard Yan Xiu's voice clearing. She looked up curiously, and instantly widened her eyes and exclaimed: "Wow!!!"

So handsome! ! ! !

It's too foul!

Qing Huan didn't stingy with her compliments, she was surprised to sit up from the sofa: "Brother wears glasses so beautiful!"

This is from the sincerity, because Yan Xiu's tall nose is indeed wearing a pair of silver-framed glasses at the moment. He is dressed in a straight suit, wide shoulders and narrow buttocks, slender body, neatly combed hair revealing a full forehead, originally the sword eyebrows and star eyes look good, after wearing glasses... how do you say, there is a gentle scum breath . Because he is not gentle at all, the darkness in the depths of his soul makes him horrifying, but after wearing the glasses, the darkness is well covered, still holding the pipa half-hidden feeling. In short, Qinghuan likes it very much. Up.

Yan Xiu held the pen in his right hand, and gently pushed the index finger of his left hand on the frame: "I'm good-looking, or the gentlemanly male classmate is good-looking?"

"Of course my elder brother is good-looking, how can he compare with his elder brother?" This is also true. A half-year-old teenager wears glasses, and a handsome and successful mature man wears glasses. Can it be the same? In short, Qing Huan likes this kind of elite feeling dead, bad and handsome, it makes people want to make him a specimen for permanent preservation.

Yan Xiu was satisfied with the answer he wanted. He held down his glasses again, thinking that it was not worthless that he asked someone to order them overnight, and then waved to Qinghuan: "Come here."

She came over to beat him very well, her little hand squeezed his shoulders hard, and she said, "I told you not to sit in front of the desk all day long. No matter how much money you make, you can spend your life." What to do, I don’t want to be a survivor..."

Yan Xiu was silent for two seconds: "...Does the survivor use this?"

"Don't pay attention to these details, you see that your shoulder is so hard, I can't squeeze it, is work so attractive to you? I know work all the time... Ah!" She exclaimed, it turned out that it was caught by Yan Xiu. After holding the little hand in his arms, the person almost fainted, and in the next second, Yan Xiu's big hand touched her slender shoulder and squeezed it gently: "Yours is not hard."

Qing Huan immediately became confident: "Of course, I won't sit at the table for that long. Even if I indulge in studying every day, I will go for a walk on the playground after dinner."

Yan Xiu said: "I work out every week."

Qing Huan showed an unbelieving look. He took her little hand and touched it in his arms, pulling off his tie and unbuttoning his shirt by the way: "You can feel it."

Wow...this muscle...looks great, and feels good...Qing Huan blushed a bit, and quickly put her hand back, "I know, I know..."

As soon as her hands were free, she hurriedly helped Yan Xiu button his shirt and tie: "Don't take off your clothes if you don't agree with them. What can you do if you are seen."

Yan Xiu kissed her face: "It's okay to show you."

"The door is not closed yet." Qing Huan murmured, jumped from his lap and continued to beat him back, and then watched him work. After a while, Yan Xiu asked her to stop. Qing Huan simply held the tablet and wore it. The headset sat next to him and glanced at Yan Xiu from time to time, and suddenly felt that the man who worked hard was the most handsome.

For lunch at noon, Yan Xiu had forgotten to eat again. If Qinghuan hadn't taken him to the staff canteen, he might have to read all the documents before he would go down. This workload is too much, what kind of body can support it?

After lunch, she was used to taking a nap, but Yan Xiu sat in front of the desk again, and was dragged into the lounge by Qing Huansheng. He pushed on the bed and turned on the air-conditioned quilt: "The spirit of work will be good after sleeping for a while!" In this way, he only sleeps every day how long? Wake up early in the morning, sleep late at night, and don’t take a nap during the day. Does this person really think that the body is beaten by iron?

Yan Xiu was obedient to her, he also pulled her to the bed and took her into his arms: "Sleep together."

Except where they didn't even live in the first place, they haven't slept together for many years. Whether Yan Xiu or Qinghuan, they didn't mean to treat each other as lovers, and they didn't even feel that there was love between each other. The two people's ideas are surprisingly the same. They are everything to each other. They depend on each other in this world. They will not be separated or separated. At the same time, there is no need for a qualitative change in this relationship.

Qinghuan slept fast, but she cleverly grabbed Yan Xiu's hand. She woke up as soon as he moved her. Yan Xiu, who wanted to put her to sleep before going to work, had to close her eyes with him, but she fell asleep after a while. Up.

When he woke up, it was dark. Qinghuan sat on the bed and played with his mobile phone. When he saw him awake, he pulled him up: "Also say you are not tired..." How could you sleep for so long if you are not tired?

Yan Xiu rubbed his eyebrows, his spirits were indeed much better, but the work of squeezing into a mountain had to be completed soon. After these busy days passed, he had time to relax and accompany her by the way. Always leave her alone, no wonder she wants to go out and play. "are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Qing Huan raised his phone and shook it. "However, my classmate...seems to be really waiting for me at a milk tea shop."

Yan Xiu instantly became colder: "Don't worry about him."

"How long will he wait if I don't go?"

"do not wanna know."

Qinghuan didn't mean to that classmate, and didn't want to associate with him, and didn't want to give him ridiculous hope, so she wouldn't go, the other party was willing to wait until when it was his freedom. What's more, if she went, Yan Xiu would definitely be upset. She didn't need to make important people unhappy for an insignificant person. The most precious and protective person in the world was by her side, and she really didn't have the time to care about other people's feelings. "Then when are we going home? I don't want to spend the night at the company, it's too scary."

Yan Xiu said, "Go home now."

"Huh? Not working anymore?"

"No." Seeing that the time was too early to get off work, Yan Xiu never thought about staying in the company. "Take you to grocery shopping, and then go home to cook."

"Then I want to eat hot pot!" Qing Huan rubbed his hands expectantly, "I want to drink eight-treasure porridge! The kind of cooked glutinous rice!"

Yan Xiu never refused her request.

They drove to a big supermarket not far from home. There is an induction cooker at home, which is very suitable for cooking hot pot. Qing Huan and Yan Xiu's tastes are exactly the same. Both of them are the masters of no spicy and unpleasant, so they reached a consensus. Yan Xiu bought the ingredients for the eight-treasure porridge and prepared to boil it as soon as he went home. It was just right to drink the porridge after he finished the hot pot, which would be good for the stomach.

Qinghuan took a few cans of beer, and Yan Xiu bought her yogurt. Because she had bought too many things, after the checkout, Qinghuan was guarding the cart at the entrance of the supermarket and waiting for Yan Xiu to drive over.

When Yan Xiu came over, she looked bored at the publicity screen at the intersection. When Yan Xiu came, she asked, "Brother, that engineering developer, is it my father before? Look at the name."

"Didn't you say you forgot?"

She stuck her tongue out, "I'm afraid you are upset, I've grown up now, and I have a good memory."

Long ago, when they had a bad life, Yan Xiu always asked her if she wanted to go back, because he could not give her a luxurious life for the time being. Qing Huan naively asked where he was going back, acting as if he didn't remember anything. In fact, she certainly did not forget, not only did she not forget, even the names of the family members of this body were clear.

Although the host did not reunite with them.