Chapter 251: The cinnabar mole is hard to disappear for a long time
"Meow meow, this is the girl who accompanied Mr. Shao on a blind date last time. We met by chance at Cuihua Building. Look! Do you have an impression? Yes, look at your virtue. You only remember people with double ponytails..."
Downstairs in No. 1 Courtyard of Wanshou Temple Road, Weng Huaijing walked into the entrance hall of the second unit on her arm with Yan Qing, chatting and laughing. She had bright eyes and a gentle manner. She did not shy away from the people around her at all. What was strange was how everyone treated these two people.
He turned a blind eye to the intimate gestures. While waiting for the elevator to open, Professor Weng thoughtfully helped the man with a slightly stiff expression straighten the collar of his coat: "Also, Yaya and Peipei, this is the first time I've met. I heard that we are getting along well."
, you have to check it for me, but don’t be nervous, the three of them are very good..."
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"The tragedy, joy and tragedy in the world are played day and night.
There are many infatuated men and women, love, hatred and separation...』
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"Did your phone ring? Baby, be careful..."
The tip of his ears heard the faint ringing of the phone. Yan Qing gently wrapped his arms around Weng Huai's waist, and protected his girlfriend to the side before the elevator door opened. He smiled clearly: "The elevator is here."
"It must be Xiaomiao calling. It's all up to you to make people wait for a long time..."
He took out his cell phone from his handbag without haste. Although Weng Huaijing's tone was complaining, the shimmering autumn water was always pouring into Yan Qing's face. They looked at each other until she got off the elevator and walked in with her boyfriend.
Picked up the phone: "Right now, don't rush me, we're all in the elevator, here we come, he came with me, you... eh?"
Just when Weng Huaijing was about to reach for the row of elevator buttons with her mobile phone, Yan Qing, who was unexpectedly being led, naturally helped hold the hand. Looking at (3), which was lit up with green light, she was startled for a moment, and it took a long time to calm down.
Slowly turning his head, with mixed emotions such as heartache, confusion, surprise, and suspicion, Professor Weng stared at her boyfriend: "How do you know her home is on the third floor?"
With his hand still frozen in front of the elevator control panel, Yan Qing's right eyelid twitched uncontrollably, and his thin lips hesitated to speak. He quickly focused his distracted eyes back to the gentle look before.
Seeing that her boyfriend was going to be perfunctory, Weng Huaijing's eyes showed a bit of disappointment, and she let go of her tightly held hands angrily. She held the metis messenger bag in front of her chest and glanced at Yan Qing coldly. The elevator gradually ascended to the third floor, but
The original intimate atmosphere between you and me has quietly dropped to freezing point.
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"The distance between us seems to be far and near again"
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The lights in the elevator were dimmed, and even the scene was frozen. A BGM was heard off-screen, and the ethereal and uncertain female voice seemed to be telling Professor Weng's thoughts at the moment.
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"Ding~"
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A crisp beep awakened the silent scene. The elevator stopped at the third floor, the automatic door slowly opened, and the lovers who were still in a stalemate came out one after another.
The first thing that caught their eyes was a cloud of white smoke. Zhang Yameng was standing in front of the trash can at the entrance of the escape tunnel, smoking. The door of a house beside Lao Zhang was open, and a few puffs of smoke were floating out from time to time.
The sound of girls playing.
"Gege, you're included..."
With a charming smile, Zhang Yameng decisively pinched off the unsmoked cigarette on the lid of the barrel. First she looked Yan Qing up and down, then she blinked and looked at Weng Huaijing: "Go in, this is..."
"Meow meow, Ge Ge is here, eh..."
She just pouted. It was obvious that Weng Huaijing had not yet calmed down. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps mixed with an exclamation hit her ears. After a closer look, Zhou Peipei poked her head out from the door, her eyes fixed on Yan Qing and Gusu.
The socialite frowned and whispered in disgust: "Is this your new boyfriend? Why did you find a group of whispering errands..."
"No way, I've seen his Whispering job badge, senior copywriter, rank L3a..."
She shook her head hesitantly. The coldness in Weng Huaijing's eyes subsided a little. She raised her eyebrows. She turned around and asked Yan Qing, who had a somewhat embarrassed expression on her face: "Have you seen Peipei? What's going on with the errands?"
"She lives upstairs, right? I've been here several times before. The company has set up a crowdsourcing module to accept jobs such as running errands, driving, and taking out food. Now the subsidies are very high, and the Dongzhimen area is close to the office...
"
Some didn't dare to look at his girlfriend. Yan Qing dodged and retreated several times, and finally admitted embarrassingly under the pressure of Weng Huaijing's firm eyes: "You like children so much, I want to save more money to buy them in the future." I want to buy a bigger house, and I can just run a few orders when I have nothing to do after get off work..."
The rainbow passes through the rain and the sky shines brightly. Weng Huaijing was deeply moved by her boyfriend's tenderness hidden in his simple and unpretentious words. Unexpectedly, Yan Qing silently included her in her future plans. She was overwhelmed with love in her eyes.
, and fell into the arms of her lover with a cry.
Faced with the teasing glances from Zhang Yameng and Zhou Peipei, Yan Qing blushed, but the rich temptation still made him salivate and bury his head into the waterfall of black hair. There was a wave of excitement around the loving couple.
Ripples like bubbles of love.
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"Pull away the dark clouds in the sky, as beautiful as blue velvet"
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The beautiful dreamy mood is naturally inseparable from the background of BGM. The singing sounds inexplicably outside the screen, and the affectionate male voice sings like this, and the lyrics really fit the scene.
"Okay, okay, stop showing off your affection, come in quickly, it's warm inside..."
Standing in front of the door with a plate of fruit, Miao Miao interrupted the loveless embrace of the lovers outside with her milky voice. She was wearing a sailor school uniform and skirt with a maid bib, a choker, and a double ponytail wig on her head, Mr. Miao.
It can be said that she implemented the cute route thoroughly today. After welcoming Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing into the living room with Zhang Yameng, she ran to the water bar to get the drinks she had prepared earlier: "Gege's honey lemonade, soda
Water~your…”
The dishes were still cooking in the kitchen, and Miao Miao glanced at her from time to time, but she stood in front of the coffee table and refused to move. While Weng Huaijing was taking off her coat and hanging her handbag under the help of Peipei, she revealed her pair of sleek black
His eyes looked at Yan Qing sitting on the sofa with a hint of sadness.
"Is the food almost burnt? Cough..."
Zhang Yameng, who was the last one to enter the room, asked from outside the screen: "The smell of oil smoke is so strong!"
"No, the ribs have just been cooked, I'll go right away..."
With a flick of her ponytails, Miao Miao hurriedly ran to the kitchen. Amidst the messy sounds of pots and pans, she softly shouted to the living room: "By the way, the ashtray is under the coffee table. If you want to smoke it, just take it yourself."
"Protest, why do I have to go outside to smoke..."
Upon hearing such different treatment, Zhang Yameng rushed to sit next to Yan Qing. After finding the ashtray, she spread a piece of Yellow Crane Tower 1912 to the man next to her who was lowering her head and playing with her mobile phone: "Brother, what is your background? Background
Very hard."
"Thank you, I'm sorry..."
Taking the cigarette politely, Yan Qing did not light it in a hurry. Instead, he raised his cell phone to Lao Zhang. He smiled apologetically: "There is something going on in the unit, and I haven't explained it clearly for a long time."
"What are you two talking about?"
She was still looking closely at her new boyfriend. After hanging up their coats, Weng Huaijing intervened in the conversation. Just now, he actually heard Lao Zhang's protest and looked at Yan Qing, who was holding her cell phone but not letting go after entering the house. The beautiful swan girl
She took out her phone and fiddled with it. She shouted to Miao Miao: "Hey, the operator has no signal. Who is your wifi from? I have to send a message back to the department chair."
After saying that, Weng Huaijing naturally sat down next to her boyfriend. At this moment, Yan Qing reached out to protect the fire that Zhang Yameng handed him, and his cell phone was casually placed on the coffee table.
"Just call me and say forget it, dear, I'll lend you your cell phone first..."
Knowing that the opportunity was too good to miss, Weng Huaijing seemed to have suddenly thought of it and snatched away her boyfriend's phone with lightning speed. She looked at the wireless network connected icon next to the battery with a red light on the lock screen, and felt in her heart
With the alarm ringing loudly, she glanced at Yan Qing fiercely: "Aren't you just running an errand? What are you doing by connecting to my best friend's wifi?"
"call!"
Using the cover of raising his head and puffing out smoke, Yan Qing tried to avoid the intertwined eyes. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. Weng Huaijing frowned when he didn't get a response. There was a breath of white smoke rising between the two of them, and time passed.
The flow rate slowed down again.
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"Let this puff of cigarette jump up and my body sink down, how much I wanted to get closer"
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The strange BGM is late but arriving, and the use of a large number of pharyngeal sound techniques gives the ethereal female voice an extra bit of worry about gains and losses in the ethereal listening experience.
"It's a shame... my home China Unicom signal is not very good. He seemed to have an email he was anxious to deal with last time..."
After bringing a basin of braised pork ribs from the kitchen to the dining table, Miao Miao quickly lit up the scene and held the corner of the table, tiptoed to the other side of the living room and shouted: "So I connected to my home wifi. By the way, the password is 11090829."
"Oh, is that so? Who asked you to deal with an unscrupulous boss..."
In the living room, Weng Huaijing glanced at the signal, which was indeed only a faint one, and looked at her boyfriend whose eyes had returned to clear and clean. Hesitatingly, she lowered her tone: "My dear, that man named Miao caught you again after get off work. Are you working overtime?"
"I've long been used to it..."
He smiled indifferently, and Yan Qingchong pouted at the cell phone held by his girlfriend: "It was her just now."
"It's not that I'm too talkative, Gege, it seems like your man is under a lot of pressure..."
Zhang Yameng, who was blowing out cigarette rings and with dazzling eyes, suddenly interjected: "He is caught up in work before his butt is even hot. Isn't he usually very boring?"
"How should I put it? In fact, when men are boys, they are often very romantic, playing with flowers, love songs, and poems. But when they grow up..."
After putting a plate of cut fruits on the coffee table, Miao Miao vaguely conveyed Weng Huai's words: "Their efforts have all changed to buying a car or a house..."
"The cost of growing up is normal, right..." Zhou Peipei held a small mirror to straighten her bangs on her forehead, and said with tea, "Nowadays, who doesn't feel a little stressed?"
"I think Miaomiao is right...
Just like a little woman in love, Weng Huaijing was obviously touched. She grabbed her boyfriend's hand that had nowhere to rest. She expressed her love to Yan Qing affectionately and said: "We should be more tolerant and understanding to the people we love.
"
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"Two people reflect each other, shining brighter than the stars at night"
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The bgm is triggered in response to the situation, and the affectionate male voice adds color to this tender picture of you and me.
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"Gulu~"
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"His mobile phone is out of battery..."
After finishing her longing, Weng Huaijing's eyes fell back to the screen as the battery alarm sounded. After smiling shyly, she stood up and asked Miao Miao apologetically: "Miao Miao, please lend me the charger."
"Just go to my bedside table and look for it, I inserted the quick charge there." Miao Miao answered off-screen after returning to the kitchen.
"Baby, I'll go by myself..."
Following Weng Huaijing and getting up, Yan Qing took the phone from his girlfriend. He was thoughtful and meticulous and did not forget to apologize to Pepe and Yaya: "I haven't finished processing the email just now, so I'm sorry."
"Let's go, I'll accompany you. Miao Miao's house is not big, with two bedrooms and two living rooms. It's quite warmly decorated..."
Walking out of the living room with her boyfriend, Weng Huaijing casually picked up a stuffed panda next to the TV cabinet. She was surprised to realize that she had brought up the sensitive topic of the house again. She quickly stopped and changed the topic: "My dear, you don't have to be so pushy.
Myself, we can rent a house in the future..."
Yan Qing, who was holding a mobile phone and typing, held her hands. As Weng Huaijing spoke, she watched her boyfriend naturally turn around at the extension of the entrance and walk into a room with the lights off, which happened to be Miao Miao's bedroom.
The soles of her feet were steaming with the heating provided by the Imperial City Municipal Government in advance, but Weng Huaijing felt cold all over her body. The outline of her boyfriend's figure in the dark was dimmed by the backlight of her mobile phone. She couldn't help but shudder, and the scene froze instantly.
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"Staying in the cold wind of winter night, I don't want to pretend to be weak"
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Along with the BGM, there was also the special effect of the cold wind whistling outside the window, and a thin layer of mist appeared in Professor Weng's eyes.
"What's wrong? Baby..."
A gentle word warmed up the harsh coldness. The man in the darkness turned to look back at Weng Huaijing. The light coming from the living room illuminated his handsome face again. He pointed blankly at the second bedroom opposite the door, with a clear expression on his face.
Innocently said: "I see there is only one door open. Is her bedroom over there?"
"Um...it's this way..."
Following what her boyfriend pointed out, Weng Huaijing noticed that the door to the other room was indeed closed as Yan Qing said. Feeling that she was a little careless, she blushed and stomped her feet to make use of the topic: "Huh, you didn't know what I was talking about just now.
Not paying attention."
"Fool, how could I be willing to let you suffer..."
Reaching out to help Weng Huaijing push away a few unruly black hairs hanging in front of her eyes, Yan Qing was not annoyed. Instead, she smiled tenderly: "I will support our future."
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"You are gentle to me and always have a smile on your face"
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In the BGM of the male version of "Meet You", Weng Huaijing smiled and bent over to tie back her loose black hair with both hands. She said happily: "Then you do it first, I'll go to the bathroom."
"It's done, sisters..."
As soon as the scene changed, several home-style stir-fry dishes with delicious taste and aroma were placed on the table in the restaurant next door. Miao Miao took off her bib and waved: "Hurry up and try my cooking skills."
At this time, Weng Huaijing, who had just tied up her hair in a high ponytail, was just in time to put away her clothes and put a bottle of unique perfume in front of the sink. When she passed by the door of the master bedroom, she took a special look inside.
Amidst the clicking sound of the mobile phone keyboard, Yan Qing stood neatly in the aisle beside the bed, immersed in his work. Weng Huai looked at the orange desk lamp softly shining on his boyfriend, and his eyes followed suit, and he couldn't help but walk away.
She went over to wrap her arms around his waist and snuggled up against the man's slightly stooped back with a happy look on her face.
"It's so exciting to play, my girlfriend is right outside..."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Yan Qing, who had deliberately lowered his voice, had a slutty and evil look on his face. He put down his left hand to hold the pair of catkins at his waist. When he turned around in excitement and gestured to hug the person behind him, the hot
But his eyes met Weng Huaijing's face, which was filled with coldness and surprise.
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"When I hug you from behind, what I'm looking forward to is her face."
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The painful and desolate female version of the BGM of "Red Rose" expresses the despair that constantly surges from the bottom of her heart for Weng Huaijing, and tears can't stop flowing from the corners of her red eyes.
"Don't cry, baby, pay attention to the height of this hand, although you deliberately sprayed Meow Meow's perfume to test me..."
Throwing down the phone, Yan Qing hugged the dull Weng Huaijing into his arms, greedily breathing in the fragrance of his girlfriend's hair.
Empty, right? Besides, there’s no way I can’t touch my wife’s hands.”
"Shameless~ Who is your wife? I hate you..."
Unable to hold back her tears, Weng Huaijing hammered the man who was hugging her tighter and tighter. Still feeling uneasy, she lowered her head and took a bite of Yan Qing's shoulder. While feeling happy, she sobbed aggrievedly: "People
My heart is almost broken that I still have the heart to make such a joke."
"I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time..."
Caressing his girlfriend's back, Yan Qing sincerely admitted his mistake and apologized. Enjoying the comfort of his warm arms, he made a promise without any bottom line: "In the future, my dear, I will strictly refuse to go fishing for law enforcement."
"嘤,嘤,嘤~"
The actor's upper body let out a cry: "I feel so insecure, do you find it annoying?"
"no, no, no~"
The air plundered is clear and watertight: "I can't love you enough, how can I get bored."
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"I just wish that forever, I can be with the one I love."
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With the BGM, a burst of heart-shaped bubbles instantly engulfed the scene. The special effect lasted for a while before dissipating. The scene naturally cut back to the restaurant. The dishes on the table were picked up by four pairs of chopsticks at the speed of a whirlwind.
Then Yan Qing carried the plate into the sink, where it became as clean as new again at the same speed.
"The dishes are washed and the kitchen is tidied up. Do we have to go back, honey?"
After the flow of time returned to normal, Yan Qing wiped his hands and walked back to the living room. Following his report, Yan Qing's shaky perspective shifted to the girls sitting on the carpet beside the coffee table chatting.
"Eh..."
The little foot kicked out in annoyance. Miao Miao rushed to answer, but she quickly realized that Yan Qing was not calling her, so Mr. Miao quickly added: "I want to talk to Princess again."
"Hmm? The days are long and he has to take me home."
Weng Huaijing, who was sitting side by side with Miao Miao, had taken many doses of reassurance pills in succession today. She was extremely magnanimous and did not pay attention to this jealous detail. She turned her head and raised her eyebrows at Mr. Miao and smiled, and she also stretched her slender legs.
"???"
Unexpectedly, her best friend would actually use such a trick. Miao Miao could only sway her twin ponytails in a cute look, and then angrily took back the knee-high socks and ham exposed in front of Yan Qing's eyes. Her resentment towards Weng Huaijing's amazingly long legs was clear.
This scene also made Zhou Peipei and Zhang Yameng burst into laughter.