Qin Huan started to do housework as usual, but as soon as he finished mopping the floor, Red came back from running outside. He didn't change his sports shoes, leaving long running footprints on the clean and bright floor.
As soon as Qin Huan cooked breakfast and was about to sit down to eat, Red came out of nowhere, picked up the porridge Qin Huan cooked for himself, drank it in a gulp, put it down, and wiped it gracefully
mouth, and then made a loud sound.
Qin Huan sneered, waved his hands and left.
afternoon.
Qin Huan started to sit in front of the computer to type. She had to keep absolutely quiet while working, otherwise it would easily affect her thinking. When she sat down and was about to type, there was a thumping sound outside.
She clenched her fists with both hands on the keyboard, stood up, and opened it to take a look. Unexpectedly, a drum stand appeared in the living room, occupying a corner of the living room. Red was sitting there, holding a drum stick, and was very excited.
He was playing on the ground, wearing headphones in his ears, and was bobbing his head while listening to music and playing the drums.
Sensing Qin Huan's gaze, Red even smiled broadly at her.
Qin Huan looked away expressionlessly and turned back, but the door was knocked hard, and the force was no less than the sound of his drumming.
Then, Qin Huan directly put small earplugs into his ears, blocking out all external noise, and started typing with concentration.
night.
Qin Huan was leaning on the sofa watching TV, but Red placed an IPAD on top of the TV, and then danced in front of her, directly blocking her sight.
Qin Huan looked at Red who was jumping happily with great speechlessness. The corners of his lips curved weakly, and he turned around and went back to the room.
It wasn't until Qin Huan's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs that the smile on Red's face slowly faded away, and a self-deprecating smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips.
He knew that no matter what he did or said, she could always treat him as transparent and even spare a look at him, so even today, at the end of the day, her housework was not finished and her manuscript could not be coded.
Come out, now, even the source of inspiration is cut off, she can remain indifferent.
If it were normal, he would have walked away long ago because he couldn't face her coldness and disregard. This coldness really pierced his heart like thin ice blades. It was better not to see her.
But he also knew that if he continued to escape and could no longer face the fact that Qin Huan did not love him, it would be impossible for him and Qin Huan to live together in this life.
There are only two ways before him now, either he lets go, or he tries one last time.
If he can't do the first one, then he can only fight for the second one. Anyway, the worst result...isn't that what it is?
Qin Huan finished taking a bath, read a book for a while, and was about to lie down to sleep when Red returned to the room.
Qin Huan watched with cold eyes as Red approached with slender legs. He took off his coat and exposed his extremely sexy upper body. Then the mattress sank and he was pushed in. Qin Huan's voice slowly sounded.
Get up, "I only promised you to live here, not to sleep with you."
If he wants to go against her and disrupt her life, she can tolerate it. Anyway, people like him will pay less attention to his enthusiasm, but she must defend all of this.
Red paused for a moment, turned his dazzling face to her, raised the corners of his lips and raised his voice proudly, "How about I sleep here?"