Pull the girl to provoke the cool president

Hearing that Fang Ye said that he was not angry with him, Tang Xiaorui was very moved, and wanted to blow Fang Ye a kiss from the air, but now that Qiao Ximo was beside her, Tang Xiaorui was too embarrassed to show her affection in front of her.

"Well, let's see you at home then."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Xiaorui returned the phone to Qiao Ximo.

Qiao Ximo took the phone, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but with a hint of loneliness. "I really envy you, Xiao Rui, and Fang Ye."

I don't want to be so rich, but I just want two people to live together happily, just like Fang Ye and Tang Xiaorui.

Qiao Ximo felt that Fang Ye must be a good man a long time ago, and Xiaorui would be very happy with him.

Fang Ye only loves Tang Xiaorui in his heart, and he is so tolerant and considerate of her.

Tang Xiaorui didn't know how to comfort Qiao Ximo.

When they came to the supermarket, the two bought vegetables and returned to Tang Xiaorui and Fang Ye's home.

Tang Xiaorui showed off her skills in the kitchen, Fang Ye was worried that Xiaorui would be too busy and stayed by her side all the time.

"Oh, don't stand next to me and disturb me! I can do it myself!" The kitchen is not too big, Fang Ye stood behind Tang Xiaorui, Tang Xiaorui felt it was inconvenient to move around.

Tang Xiaorui had just finished speaking when a drop of hot oil splashed onto her arm from the pot.

"Ah!" Tang Xiaorui cried out in pain, and the place where the oil was burned turned a little red.

Fang Ye quickly pulled Tang Xiaorui's arm, saw the red spots on the arm that had been scalded by oil, frowned in distress, and said in a tone of reproach and distress: "I told you to be careful."

Tang Xiaorui also knew that she was wrong, she lowered her head and said embarrassingly: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

"I'll get you some ointment." Fang Ye said and left the kitchen.

Sitting in the living room, Qiao Ximo heard the conversation between Fang Ye and Tang Xiaorui, but she felt envious beyond words.

After the food was ready, Fang Ye helped Tang Xiaorui bring the food to the table.

"Momo, come and taste my handicraft!"

Tang Xiaorui was still wearing an apron, and clapped her hands with a look of complacency.

She is very confident in her cooking skills. Although she only learned from Fang Ye for a few days, she can learn several dishes in a few days and cook well. Tang Xiaorui feels that she is already great.

"it is good."

Qiao Ximo went to the dining table and sat down, watching Tang Xiaorui's dishes on the dining table.

Although it doesn't look very beautiful, it is still passable.

Qiao Ximo stretched out his chopsticks and picked up the meat and bamboo shoots from the shredded fish-flavored pork and put them into his mouth.

Tang Xiaorui propped her hands on the dining table, staring at Qiao Ximo with her big black and white eyes, wanting to know what Qiao Ximo would think of the taste.

Qiao Ximo deliberately discouraged Tang Xiaorui, frowned slightly, and made no comment for a long time.

Seeing Qiao Ximo's expression, Tang Xiaorui thought that the dishes she cooked were not tasty.

He lowered his eyes with a look of disappointment.

Seeing that Tang Xiaorui had been tricked, Qiao Ximo quickly smiled and said, "It tastes good!"

Knowing that she was tricked by Qiao Ximo, Tang Xiaorui pursed her mouth unhappily: "Momo, you are so bad! I thought the dishes I made were so unpalatable!"

Qiao Ximo said with a smile: "Sorry, I just wanted to joke with you. Your cooking skills have really improved a lot!" You must know that when she was in the United States, she, Xiaorui and Lisa took turns cooking For rice, when it's Xiaorui's turn, it's either instant noodles or takeaway.

Seeing Qiao Ximo's smile, Tang Xiaorui looked at Qiao Ximo's eyes suddenly became very soft: "Momo seems to be a little happier."

Qiao Ximo was taken aback by Tang Xiaorui's words, and Qiao Ximo lowered her eyes slightly: "Thank you Xiaorui, at least you are still by my side now."

If he didn't know Tang Xiaorui, a good friend, Qiao Ximo wouldn't know what he should do now.

If you don't have Tang Xiaorui by your side, find a way to make yourself happy.

Maybe she would huddle alone in a dark corner and lick the wound by herself.

It's nice to have friends...

No wonder many people value friendship more than love.

Perhaps it is so?

Qiao Ximo felt the same way now.

Love, if you don't love, you don't love, but friendship, if you don't suffer a particularly severe trauma, generally you won't break up.

"Oh, Momo, why don't you say that, it's disgusting!" Tang Xiaorui felt a little embarrassed.

For me, Qiao Ximo is also very important!

As important as Fang Ye, but a completely different existence.

Qiao Ximo was her first friend, the first person who didn't want to be friends with her because of her status.If it wasn't for Qiao Ximo, maybe she wouldn't have met Fang Ye either.

"But I'm really thankful to you now, Xiaorui, really." Qiao Ximo looked at Tang Xiaorui with a slight smile on her lips and a grateful look in her eyes.

After her mother passed away, Qiao Ximo could say that she had no relatives, but Tang Xiaorui was like a relative to herself. She would stand by her unconditionally and think about herself wholeheartedly.

Being thanked by Qiao Ximo like this, although Tang Xiaorui was also very moved in her heart, she never liked meaty things. "Okay, okay, let's eat quickly! If you don't eat, it will be cold!"

After dinner, Tang Xiaorui and Qiao Ximo went out again because they forgot to buy Qiao Ximo's underwear and towel toothbrush.

After washing up, she lay down on the bed in Tang Xiaorui's guest room.

Although the bed is very soft, the sheets and quilts are all newly changed, exuding a fragrance.

But Qiao Ximo couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as Qiao Ximo closed his eyes, the scene of Wen Xiya rolling down the stairs would replay in Qiao Ximo's mind, as well as Chi Yeche's eyes when he hugged Wen Xiya and looked up at him...

Chi Yeche must feel that he did it on purpose, right?

Thinking of this, Qiao Ximo's nose couldn't help sore, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and fell on the pillow towel, soaking it all up.

Originally, she thought that starting from today, she could go back to the past.

The distance between her and Chi Yeche can be the same as before.

But now...

However, Qiao Ximo felt that the distance between herself and Chi Yeche... seemed to be getting farther and farther...

--Hospital

After the doctor came out of the emergency room, Wen's parents and Wen's mother hurriedly surrounded him.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

"Don't worry, it's just some abrasions and then a slight concussion. It's nothing serious. After the patient wakes up, he will check again, and then he can rest at home for a few days and he will be fine."

Hearing that the doctor said that Wen Xiya was fine, Wen's father and Wen's mother were relieved.But hearing the doctor say that Wen Xiya had a slight concussion, Wen's mother couldn't help asking: "Concussion or something, will it cause memory loss?"