HIS ONE SEE QING XIN - Chapter 42
Early the next morning, Dad sent Yan Qing to the station.
“You take care of yourself, call dad if anything happens.” Dad stuffed the luggage into the luggage bag at the bottom of the car.
“Um, okay.” Yan Qing was in a good mood, she thought, maybe it was because Dad agreed to the request.
Sitting in the car, she looked out the window at the pedestrians, battery cars, and sedans that swung by. She thought a lot, but, very messy, a moment wavered past the laughter when mom and dad were not divorced, and a moment wavered past Mo Fei’s different attitude towards herself in the past two days.
The day is long, ah, how unattainable word.
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“Boom boom boom”, Yan Qing knocked on the door of Gu Chi’s house.
“You’re here?” No one opened the door at Gu Chi’s house, but Mo Fei’s house opened instead.
“Well, Gu Ji is not here?” Yan Qing put her hand on the luggage lever, turned around and asked Mo Fei.
Mo Fei took the luggage in her hand and brought it towards his house, saying, “He knew you were coming today, so he hired a housekeeping aunt to clean it yesterday afternoon, and he went home last night.”
“Oh,” Yan Qing followed him in the door, changed her shoes, and asked him, “Where’s the key?”
“I have it,” he took a key from the shoe cabinet and handed it to her, “It’s noon, let’s have dinner together before we go there.”
Yan Qing nodded and went straight to the kitchen, familiarly found the rice cooker, took out the pot inside, then found the rice and was about to pour a spoonful in the pot.
“Eh, what are you doing?” Mo Fei placed his luggage in the corner of the living room and turned his head just in time to see Yan Qing squatting by the kitchen cabinet, a small group of children.
Yan Qing stopped pouring rice posture, back to him: “cooking rice ah, you do not say dinner?”
Mo Fei’s heart suddenly gave birth to a warm and romantic feeling, this whole, like an old married couple, he laughed lightly, walked over to put the basin and rice in her hand back to its original position, and then took her small hand and led her to the living room sofa: “No need to cook, I’ll order takeout.”
Early in the morning, Mo Fei went to the supermarket, thinking that Yan Qing would be hungry and looking for food, and purchased a large variety of snacks and abundant fresh fruit, but forgot to buy vegetables.
Yan Qing saw it when she entered the door, on the coffee table, piled up the whole coffee table of snacks.
“Then call, I’m hungry.” She casually took a lollipop, tore open the package, and took it in her mouth.
“Okay, what do you want to eat?” Mo Fei fished out his phone from his pants pocket, tapped on the take-out platform, and swiped up and down.
“Fried vegetables, rice.” The lollipop was white, too sweet, she took it out, threw it away and pity, so it was placed against her lips, and every now and then the lips.
Mo Fei is concentrating on ordering, did not see the one next to him, the girl he dreamed of last night eating lollipops, otherwise, maybe he wanted to make bad again.
Yan Qing crushed the lollipop and threw the stick into the trash, the lollipop that hadn’t melted away bulged in her right cheek, she took the remote control, turned on the projector, found a variety show about street dance and clicked on it to play.
Mo Fei ordered his meal, looked up, first glanced at the projector, then turned his head to look at her, then stretched out his right index finger to poke at the bulge in her face.
Yan Qing’s TV watching eyes glanced at him, while moving the baseball bat in her mouth to the left.
“Snort” Mo Fei retracted his hand, looking at her hooked up the right corner of the lips laugh out loud, just that scene fell in the eyes of Gu Ji will probably feel Yan Qing very cold, but fell in the eyes of Mo Fei, he really want to pull over in her face bar a bite, and then in the happy to say “how you so broad love! ”
And Yan Qing has been looking at the giggling man like a psychopath since the beginning.