"Looks like you're going to fight tooth and nail? Oh, don't worry, sister Jing'er asked you to send me out to send me to the station... I must have acquiesced. Now, I'll give you one last chance, and explain everything in detail quickly.
Do you know what happened at Yanqi Lake last night..."
In the building next door, where all the beauties were drunk and their bodies were lying around, the meow that Shao Qing remembered was still facing Yan Qing. At the doorstep of Ji Xianlin's private recording studio, Miao Miao, who was standing high up with her left hand on her hips, looked down.
Looking at someone, she proudly shook off the Lujia vaneau dumplings on her right hand, and threatened: "Those who understand the current affairs are heroes, and those who are adaptable are heroes! Huh~ Brother Qing'er, both of your mobile phones are here.
Here I am!”
"Here we go again! Are you using all the tricks of Jiao Zhao? It's really just a wheel battle, hehe, why do I need a mobile phone when it's buzz buzz... But Xiao Meow's excitement is a bit abnormal, and he is fighting against such a big pair today
Dark circles under my eyes make me feel energetic..."
Weng Huaijing, who was busy grinding the shed, did wink and ask her boyfriend to come out and chat with Miao Miao. However, even after publicly declaring his sovereignty, Professor Weng did not lift the gag order regarding Yanqi Lake. Yan Qing, who has the potential to rake his ears, naturally
He was also tight-lipped. He smiled flatteringly and skillfully led the topic to Mr. Meow's changes in conversation, trying to make jokes and distract from the rhythm.
"Oh, stubbornly resisting, no matter how big or small the matter is, those who understand the current affairs are heroes, and those who are adaptable are heroes. Xiaomiao's level of Chinese studies is simply advancing by leaps and bounds. It's amazing. If I were to put it aside three months ago, I would have blurted out that the coffin was missing.
Cry, confess and wear the loose base, resist the strict rules and go home for the New Year, etc..."
With a comforting tone and just the right look of amazement, Yan Qing took a thoughtful step forward while speaking, and gave the shy and smiling Miao Miao a smooth stroke: "Our little girl is getting better and better day by day.
He is older than Su Xiao and even more handsome than Wang Qiang."
"Haha, look at it~ It's all because Sister Jing'er has taught you well, and the tenacious resistance comes from "Mencius: Try Your Heart": There are many people chasing the tiger, and the tiger will be defeated. No one dares to challenge it, no matter how big or small it is..."
Miao Miao couldn't resist the three-pronged approach of a professional masturbator. Miao Miao burst into laughter after being tickled. Just when she was about to show off again, she caught a glimpse of Yan Qing's exaggerated appearance, which looked like an old father pleased with his stupid daughter's progress.
, she immediately glared at someone with her willow eyebrows upright: "Don't try to change the subject with a playful smile, hum! You don't even have any good intentions now, I'm going to punish you~"
"No, it's okay if everyone is happy in the end. How happy everyone is today..."
When the plan failed, Yan Qing came up with another plan. He kept stroking his hands and begged Miao Miao with a sullen face: "You just cooperate and treat the incident at Yanqi Lake as something that Xiaoge and I can't do."
It’s a secret~”
"It's so bad that I shouldn't give you another chance to change my ways and cause others to miss the award ceremony. Where's my phone? I'll lock the door and take it away for safekeeping later. Comrade Yan Qing, now represents the senior management of Tax Evasion Unlimited Company
Officially informing you…”
Her little face flushed, Miao Miao ignored Yan Qing's plea as if it were a formality. With a quick turn of her dark eyes, she announced in a sweet voice: "Because you were guilty of the heinous act of Escape from the Golden Cicada last night and refused to cooperate with the interrogation.
, we unanimously sentenced him to 24 hours in prison, and he will be jailed together with Ms. Weng Huaijing."
"Lock me to Wenweng for a day and a night, completely eliminating the interference of others and without camera surveillance? Hahaha, there is such a good thing, Xiaomiao is talking about a wife's sentence, right? I can't wish for it..."
The price for keeping the secret was to spend 24 hours under the same roof with his girlfriend. This unheard-of punishment was more like giving benefits to Yan Qing. To suppress the ecstasy in his heart, he quickly tried to win a longer sentence by showing his willingness to die rather than surrender:
"I refuse to plead guilty. You can't even try to get a word out of me!"
"Tomorrow afternoon we have to go to Caochangdi. There is no additional sentence. Just a friendly reminder. Brother Qing'er, let's think about how to deal with the meal in the evening. No, no one will come to deliver the meal to you two. Xian
Sister Lin specially stocked up on a lot of fruits and vegetables, such as salads, mashed potatoes, and so on..."
After pouring cold water on Yan Qing, Miao Miaoxian displayed the two couple's mobile phones in her bag, then looked back at the quiet room. She blinked her big eyes and joked: "I just don't know if some people are suffering or not."
Live in Sister Jing'er's scorched and gentle hometown."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Xiaoge's version is added with shredded cheese and ground black pepper. It has an authentic East Coast flavor. The taste is smoother, softer and glutinous, and the taste bud feedback is also very distinct..."
In fact, there was no need for Miao Miao to remind him. Yan Qing, who had both ears and eyesight, sensed the lull in the singing even earlier, and refuted Mr. Miao's slander about Weng Huaijing's cooking skills on the spot. His tenacious desire to survive supported him in expressing his heartfelt words in one breath.
: "It's completely different from the kind of fast food that takes shape as soon as it's soaked in boiling water. I just like this one."
"Okay~ Then tomorrow's breakfast and two lunch meals will also be arranged. I like you the most, Brother Qing'er..."
Miao Miao, who spoke very fast and stared at Yan Qing with deep meaning in her big watery eyes, made shocking words. After saying that, she lowered her head and took a deep breath before she slowly said the following words: "Your...double standards and death
The duck has a tough mouth. I remember that I used to complain all the time if the porridge was cooked a little too hot. I will tell Yuan'er later that from now on all our dishes will be burnt."
"Who did Xiaomiao learn to pant from? Don't bother me with Yuan Yuan again, hurry in..."
Miao Miao's words were obviously meant to be a rant, but her little face turned red from suppressing it, and her eyes were filled with the beauty of a girl who was slightly disgusted but infinitely shy when facing her lover. This made Yan Qing suddenly feel that something was wrong, and he backed away slightly, giving up.
In an attempt to get his phone back, he said in a contemplative manner: "No, the dishes cooked by Xiaomiao and Yuan'er are also very delicious. Well, then I will go to jail on my own initiative first?"
"Asshole, you just rehearsed and you want to escape! There is also a second punishment, that doesn't count, you have to start over..."
The shy girl suddenly turned into stomping her feet. Miao Miao was so angry that she stretched out her hand to stop Yan Qing, who was very vigilant. Then she rushed into the room and pouted. She explained to a tracheitis reserve patient in a sigh of relief: "I...I didn't report it to her."
I have been prepared, in addition to... confessing my love, Sister Jing'er also specially approved that I can hug you and return to the fields in Surabaya. In short, the treatment will be better than that of Yuan Yuan!"
"What the hell is Surabaya returning to the fields? Did Wen Bing teach her to say that? Is it an elegant saying that the fertile water will not flow to other people's fields, and the fertile soil will only be cultivated by one's own family... That's why Xiao Ge eavesdropped from behind to make sure that I cooperated with Xiao Meow.
Complete the "confession" to cover up Yuan Yuan's behavior on the stage... A woman's mind is really complicated..."
The black man had a question mark on his face. Yan Qing secretly thought to himself and followed Miao Miao's line of sight and took a peek into the house. Professor Weng was well hidden behind the entrance, so of course he found nothing. When he closed his eyes and his heart was filled with anger, he was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
He said: "If you have any other punishments, I will take them."
"No, this is the next one..."
Amused by Yan Qing's generous self-sacrifice, Miao Miao finally stopped being so nervous. She even joked: "Brother Qing'er, you really think that you are a person who accumulates stones like jade, sets pine trees like emeralds, and is unique and unique in the world."
Where is Mr. Shiraishi?"
"Then I can't compare with him who often cooks white stone for food..."
Yan Qing, who is good at self-deprecating, started the self-deprecating mode without hesitation: "You still have to rely on Xiaoge's mashed potatoes and salad to survive, you continue..."
"Hmm~ The first time I knew the name Yan Qing was in 2005. I was only eight years old at the time. After 14 years, I recklessly came to the Imperial Capital to rely on you, and now today... I have known you for many years, and I have been in unrequited love for a long time.
There are hundreds of reasons to love you, but they are always difficult to express in front of you. In fact, when Yuan Yuan said those words on the stage, even though she knew she was acting, she still felt slightly sad despite being envious. How I wish
I also have the courage to express my feelings and the determination not to be afraid of failure..."
It can be heard that these words have been brewed countless times, but Miao Miao, who clenches her small fists, still feels shy and charming like the warm rain and clear wind have just broken through, her willow eyes and plum cheeks have already felt the spring heartbeat, and her cut pupils are fluttering with tears.
, she firmly pursued Yan Qing's gaze: "They say that you have to leave no regrets in life, but youth always has scars. Now there is no way out of this regret. I can only try my best to live with peace of mind in saying goodbye to my first love.
So Sister Jinger is so offended, I want to say..."
"Hey~"
Yan Qing, who has an extraordinary ear, caught a sigh that seemed to float behind him like a flying fly. However, before he could confirm it, he was blown far, far away by the whistling north wind.
"Yan Qing, I like you very much, much more than Yuan Yuan~"
Looking around, Miao Miaocai, who was usually extraordinarily out-of-the-box, carefully raised her hands above her head to make a huge heart. Her eyes were filled with tears and her ears were flushed with intoxication.
The truth is that who can share the wine and poetry, the tears melted into the remaining pink flowers, and she murmured: "Relationships are like a revolving door, and they have to go in both directions to make sense. I know that your heart is all about Sister Jing'er, and she just doesn't care."
She is also the kind of good girl who gets closer and gets to know her more and more, and the more she feels that she is beside her and feels that I am ugly."
"Xiao Meow, I feel that people who love each other are like the positive and negative poles of magnets. They seek each other's location because of mutual attraction and desire; people who are in harmony are like echoes in the valley, projecting and responding to each other to discover a deeper inner nature; people who are in harmony with each other are like echoes in the valley.
It's like taking a photo by the water, feeling contrast and mutual integration gradually becoming..." Yan Qing, whose eyes were filled with guilt, tried to express something euphemistically, but was silenced by Miao Miao's extended index finger.
"Don't interrupt, just listen to what they have to say. As for me, I also want to evolve into such a dazzling good girl. I have had competitions, sacrifices, been selected by love, learned to be serious, learned to be loyal, and only the fittest can survive..."
Looking up from the singing and tears, Miao Miao finished humming the part of "Darwin" and smiled, revealing her iconic little fangs. She slowly opened her arms to Yan Qing, her eyes full of hope and pride: "So I have been
I'm trying to convince myself that I have to gradually let go of this kind of love that bothers me, so that I can go further in the future. As for the new role of sister, I'm actually adapting pretty well~ Brother Qing'er, do you want to reward me with one?
Embrace."
"Uh, definitely!"
It can be regarded as untying the knot, and Yan Qing will not be stingy with a hug. After receiving the approval, Miss Meow immediately transformed into a baby swallow and threw herself into the forest. She only suffered a lot from a certain rake who was afraid that his girlfriend would hold a grudge. His expression was very moved but he did not dare to go too far.
He took half a step and leaned back slightly. He was a self-taught gentleman and tried his best to reduce the contact with Miao Miao's body.
"Okay, after the welfare is distributed, I look satisfied. Brother Qing'er, change the password of the door and I will go back to the next door. You can start enjoying the good time..."
The restrained embrace across two steps lasted less than three seconds. Miao Miao yelled and pulled away from Yan Qing's arms. She changed the password to enter the door at the speed of light. When she jumped down the steps and passed each other, she
Don't forget to remind in a low voice: "Sister Jinger must be eavesdropping at the door. It's best to wait for a while, otherwise she will be embarrassed."
"Mobile phone! Wait a minute, little meow. Don't you really want to consider leaving a mobile phone for us?"
In her heart, she quite agreed with Miao Miao's words. Yan Qing used the pretense of grabbing a cell phone to delay returning to the house, but in fact, he was happily thinking about how to spend the next good time: "What if I could spend 24 hours under the same roof with Weng Huaijing?"
Given the opportunity, what would you do?”
If this question were raised three months ago, the only conversation between Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing, who were "new here" at that time, was limited to the section of the Magpie Bridge channel on Pearl TV: "I'm sorry, I really can't be your partner..."/"I'm sorry.
, please think of a way!"
"Is it too late to call the police now? Doctor, I don't think I can meet the standards for discharge. I still need to be rescued..."
With the slightly biting north wind blowing, Yan Qing took in the mood at that time and murmured to himself with a smile: "But in fact, the buzzing in my heart when I returned to the imperial capital all night must have been more painful than mine. It felt like lying on the hospital bed and being cared for by her for a day.
It’s not bad, these three months’ experiences are really like a dream.”
Once the memory was opened, it was like the Yellow River bursting its banks and getting out of control. Yan Qing couldn't help but jump ahead one month. The time in September happened to be the time after the two recorded "Daughter's Love" in Caochangdi and said "See you next week".
As promised, "I'll see you on Tuesday", his ears seemed to be wandering again with Weng Huaijing's vague voice on the green lawn of the Imperial City Dance Academy, "Do you want to dance?"
"My intuition at the time was correct. The humming part of "La Bayadere" and the hazy joy and nostalgia in her eyes really spoke to me: "Every time I stand on tiptoes to dance for you, I am filled with joy. I wish you 31 years old.
Happy birthday ~ Yan Qing..." Unfortunately, I didn't dare to think too much at that time. I was obsessed with the ups and downs of being jealous of myself and couldn't extricate myself. Now that I think about it, I won't be tired even if I dance with her all day long, come on~"
The madness is him, and the sincerity is also him. His body can't help but rhythm gently with the BGM in his mind. Yan Qing, who has tasted the sweetness of love for the first time, actually muttered as if he was possessed by Uncle Liu: "I have sold straw sandals and suffered hardships, and then I played music and continued.
Dance~"
Unbridledly showing off her joy, Yan Qing's imaginary timeline advanced to October, when Weng Huaijing had just joined the group of "The Swordsman: The Undefeated of the East". Her image was sometimes that of the stern and unruly Dongfang Invincible: "The so-called
God has given me a great responsibility and granted me magical powers. When the sun rises in the east, I will be undefeated!" Sometimes he turns into the reserved and arrogant Weng Xiaoge: "Winter is coming, can spring be far behind?"
"If you think about it carefully, Yanqi Lake is really a blessed place for both of us. The first peer-to-peer video, the first feeling of buzzing possessiveness, the first date with God's blessing, the first two times watching shooting stars, the lingering actor's kiss, the bonfire
The sweethearts suddenly appeared in the night, the poem "To the Oak" that ended abruptly, and then last night when the night brought the stars and the moon with it, the beautiful name she shouted on the glass window amidst the fireworks in the sky..."
In the past month, all the sweet memories about Yanqi Lake flashed past Yan Qing's eyes like lightning. All the past events were vivid in his mind like a beautiful dream. The tranquil starry night and the colorful Milky Way in the sky stirred him up to usher in spring in advance.
He sincerely expressed his feelings: "Everywhere in life, we know how similar it is. It should be like a flying star stepping on the snow and mud. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud. Hongfei is counting things. The luckiest thing for people who meet again is that I will never forget the wind and rain.
Coming from the sea, it turns out you are here too~"
Ji Xianlin's private recording studio, which had been quiet throughout the whole process, was filled with the sound of soft footsteps from near to far.
"We should be buzzing back to the recording studio, so how are we going to spend the rest of the day? Naturally, you have me in your heart and I am by your side. We can do whatever you want!"
With a gentle smile on his lips, Yan Qing made up his mind and pushed the door into the house without stopping. He couldn't wait to start spending 24 hours with Weng Huaijing and murmured as he walked: "The happy hour is about to begin~"
"Deng Tuzi~"
However, as soon as she entered the door, Yan Qing was hit by a gust of fragrant wind, and her arms were filled with soft jade. It turned out that Weng Huaijing was still waiting at the entrance, hugging someone tightly with unprecedented strength. She said angrily
: "Can't you hide your pride a little?"
"It turns out that the adjective I like better than super is "Deng Tuzi"!
Generally speaking, the calmer the water surface, the more turbulent the undercurrent is at the bottom, and the colder the person, the hotter the heart. Yan Qing certainly knows that this is the special way for his girlfriend who is shy to express that she likes him very much.
"Tch~ Shameless! I want to inform you that our bank is about to deduct two deposit receipts from someone. Do you have any objections?"
Weng Huaijing, who was as angry as a secluded orchid room and had a languid face, handed Yan Qing, who was smiling and nodding, a lingering glance. After saying that, he pulled him up and walked straight to the recording studio: "You know what I mean, let's go.