Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

Once some things are started, they are like a thread in a sweater, and it will be endless.I don't know when, but Taotao has become a frequent visitor to their house, eating three meals a day with them, and they can't get rid of it like a phone bill.

"I'll have to ask my brother for food some other day." Ding Zile watched the little fat man bury his head in his mouth, "Ding Xiaotao, at least eat more elegantly. Qian Cheng, don't make trouble for him."

"Why did I mess it up?" Qian Cheng was eating happily when he was suddenly called on, very unconvinced.

Ding Zile glanced at the two of them: "The weather has been warm recently, so you can go for a run at night."

Taotao's eating speed suddenly slowed down.

"Can you stop spoiling the fun." Qian Cheng filled another spoonful of soup and pushed it in front of Taotao, "Don't listen to him, drink."

The little fat man continued to eat cautiously, raising his eyes to glance at Ding Zile from time to time.

Qian Cheng's culinary skills, which Zhou Xun helped to light up, were successfully maintained with Taotao's help.It's not that you can't do it, it's just that it's troublesome.It's not good for two people to go where to eat. It takes too much time to buy and wash vegetables. The most important thing is to wash the dishes. On this point, the two have never been able to reach an agreement.However, with one more child, the situation is still different.

You can still bring them into the cafeteria to eat and drink at ordinary times. Ding Zile got a cheap son and swaggered to bring people in to eat and drink, but he couldn't always eat out on weekends.What's more, Ding Zile thinks that the little kid is too fat, and being round like a ball at such a young age is really unattractive, and he doesn't want him to go out to eat and drink.So he coaxed Qian Cheng into the kitchen, vowed to contract the dishwashing job, and Qian Cheng reluctantly agreed to cook regularly.

... This kid's current culinary skills can already surpass his three-legged cat kung fu.

So sometimes people's potential is really infinite. For example, Qian Cheng is very talented in doing housework...

While eating, Ding Zile was still thinking about how to let Qian Cheng carry on his spirit and continue to do the work of washing dishes.

"Don't look at me, I'm sure you'll do the dishes later." Qian Cheng glanced back at him, "I did the washing for you last week... I'm a very principled person."

"Help you exercise."

"I'll go for a run in a while." Qian Cheng said, "You wash it."

Ding Zile had nothing to say, and glared at him while drinking the soup.

Qian Cheng simply ignored it.

This kid's courage is really getting bigger and bigger!

Qian Cheng was lying on the sofa to digest, holding his mobile phone and looking at Moments posted by others.

In fact, once a person works, the things they post are quite boring.Cats, cats and dogs eat, drink, and drink flowers and plants, show off your baby, show off your husband, and show off your husband... that's about all there are, and there are a few collections of these.Qian Cheng flipped through a few posts, was stunned when he saw Yuan Jing's movement, and poked her casually: "What's the matter, you're so artistic?"

Yuan Jing once posted on Moments every few hundred years, and every time she posted, she was either a literary fan or a monk who became a monk immediately. Qian Cheng's cultural self-cultivation is basically incomprehensible, so I can only roughly guess what this sister is thinking. What.

"I'm going to have a showdown after a while," Yuan Jing said.

"Hey, you." Qian Cheng was a little surprised, "Didn't you say that you want to quietly guard her for the rest of her life?"

"Did I say that?" Yuan Jing asked.

Qian Cheng didn't know what to reply for a moment, and Yuan Jing sent another voice after a while: "Actually, I don't want to be like this...but I'm pregnant."

"Don't you think he will persuade you to kill it?" Qian Cheng smiled, "Sister, I wish you good luck."

"Do you think I'm unreliable?" I don't know if Yuan Jing finally caught someone and was eager to open her heart, "I really thought so when I told you before. But people always It will change, I used to think it was good to be alone, but after having a child, I suddenly felt that I still need a family."

"No one dares to say that he doesn't need anything. Maybe he will need it later."

"Are you so devoted to him?" Qian Cheng couldn't understand Yuan Jing's changes, "What will he do to leave him?"

"Him? As long as he is still him, I will not let go." Yuan Jing replied straightforwardly, "If I find out that he is no longer the person I like... I will leave no matter what."

Yuan Jing is not a good person, and she cannot be said to be upright. After all, she doesn't hesitate to destroy people's families.Go with your feelings in everything, love and hate as you like, marriage and divorce are like running a house wine, a 30-year-old has no personality, and meets the standard of a beauty.

But she helped Qian Cheng when he was in trouble. Yuan Jing did a lot of hard work when Qian Cheng was stuck at the beginning. Many people were not seen by Qian Cheng. They talked a lot and said a lot. Unable to deliver.If it weren't for Yuan Jing, he might still be rolling in that muddy quagmire.

... Worrying about such trivial matters as formally preparing and distributing paper rolls for temporary workers every day is a waste of life.

Qian Cheng felt that his attitude was quite ambiguous, a little like standing on the sidelines.If he was Yuan Jing's friend, he should have persuaded her to leave early at this time, to help herself and others, but Yuan Jing obviously wouldn't listen to this, not to mention that they had friendship and were not friends.

Qian Cheng didn't know what kind of friend he was.The feeling of being stabbed in the ribs is very strange to him, he just thinks that even Yuan Jing who has helped him a lot, he is not necessarily willing to persuade her, that is her own choice.

"I hope he can lie to you forever." Qian Cheng replied with a smile.

"Hey, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace." Yuan Jing sighed, and there was no further text.

"Who are you chatting with?" Ding Zile stretched out his hand from behind and pinched Qian Cheng's face, "Your skin looks good recently."

"It's thanks to your mask." Qian Cheng smiled and touched Ding Zile's hand, "What is this, it smells good."

"hand."

"Isn't this nonsense! I said what did you put on? There's also the scent of citrus." Qian Cheng leaned over and smelled it.

"Hand cream." Ding Zile hugged him across the sofa, "Go for a walk?"

"Are you bringing children?" Qian Cheng looked into the room.

"Take it." Ding Zile frowned, "I think he's getting fat again."

"Your eyes also have the function of visually measuring your weight!" Qian Cheng sighed, "I think I've lost weight recently, really, look how busy I am."

"I think so too." Ding Zile touched his face, "I think you control your weight quite freely."

"You're young after all." Qian Cheng patted his chest.

If you don't run, Rouqiu Taotao is still willing to go for a walk.

Qian Cheng watched the kid waddling like a duckling in front of him, and couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Ding Zile's clothes: "Let me tell you... I always have a feeling that I want to kick him away." idea……"

"Coincidentally, me too...I'm just thinking about how far he can roll." Ding Zile said, "It's best to shrink into a ball, just like that, Gulu Gulu Gulu..."

"What would happen if Taotao heard it?" Qian Cheng said with a smile, "Your voice is quite loud."

"Is your voice still low?" Ding Zile smiled, "He must have heard it."

"No... Taotao, I'm not talking about you." Qian Cheng quickly clarified, "Hey, Taotao, don't run away!"

Qian Cheng didn't expect the little thing to have good ears, at least he felt that his voice should be kept quite low.However, the short legs still couldn't run him. After 50 meters, Qian Cheng picked him up smoothly: "Why are you running? I didn't really kick you."

"Don't kick." Taotao panted for a long time, his face flushed, "Uncle, don't kick."

"Don't kick, don't kick." Qian Cheng rubbed the little thing in his arms, "Uncle, I'm just joking, I won't be like this in the future, ah, be good."

"Okay, let's go back after walking around." Ding Zile said from behind, "Running so fast, I'm full of wind."

Probably because he was tired from running, the rest of Lu Taotao walked quite slowly, and he wanted to hug Qian Cheng soon, but was rejected by Ding Zile: "You will go to elementary school in a few months, you will be an older child, you can't Let uncle hug again, do you hear me?"

"It's okay to hug it." Qian Cheng smiled.

"Aren't you afraid of tiring you?" Ding Zile glanced at him, then lowered his head to Taotao, "Holding hands? You can hold hands... oh, it's not mine..."

"Don't tell me you're still jealous." Qian Cheng smiled and held Taotao by the hand, "Go, go home... Uncle Ding, the kid wants to take you too."

"Trouble." Ding Zile smiled and stretched out his hand.

Children are such miraculous things. Qian Cheng can’t say that he likes children very much, but he has no choice but to attract them, especially Ding Xiaotao, who adheres to the basic principle that if you have food, you are a father. After eating several meals of Qian Cheng, now Qian Cheng is in his heart. His status has skyrocketed, probably even higher than his father.

"You really haven't dealt with children before?" Ding Zile watched Taotao walking ahead, "I think you're pretty good, you're so attractive to children."

"There must be children who don't like me." Qian Cheng tugged at his collar, "Taotao doesn't represent all children."

"Why are you so humble when I praise you?" Ding Zile reached out and pinched his face, "Qian Cheng, I think you can be more confident."

"There's nothing to be confident about." Qian Cheng lowered his head and kicked the stone, "I'm not used to you praising me so much."

"Really." Ding Zile smiled, "We are together, so if I praise you, I will praise myself by the way."

"Am I really that good?" Qian Cheng put his hands in his pockets.

Ding Zile also stuffed his hands into his pockets: "Warm my hands, that's all."

Qian Cheng didn't say anything, just looked at Ding Xiaotao's running figure, maybe what Yuan Jing said was right, people can never guarantee that they don't need something, maybe they don't need it today, maybe they will think about it tomorrow Yes, man is such an insatiable animal.

He hadn't thought about the future with Ding Zile before, after all, feelings are unreliable things, they have no bond, maybe a gradual passing or a quarrel can tear them apart.But watching Taotao running ahead, he seemed to see a road extending to the future, even though it seemed so blurred under the dim light.

Disappointment is what you know you want, but you can't get it.

Qian Cheng thought that he was probably in such a mood.

He knew where the deadline was, so he was terrified to hear every word of love.If Ding Zile knew...would he still think he was so good?

"Warm your hands, warm your hands." Qian Cheng held Ding Zile's icy fingers with slightly sweaty palms, "I didn't say that, your hand..."

"What?" Ding Zile saw that there was no one around, and secretly kissed him on the cheek, "Let's go, go home."

Facts have proved that it's better to stay at home when it's cold.When Qian Cheng woke up the next morning, he felt that his voice was a little hoarse.

"Caught a cold?" Ding Zile made him some medicine, "Why don't you ask for leave today and don't go to work."

"It's such a small matter with a lot of fanfare." Qian Cheng gulped down the medicine, "I'm really fine, just wait for me, I'll take some medicine away."

Ding Zile touched his forehead, then moved his face closer and directly pressed his forehead against Qian Cheng's. After two or three seconds, he reluctantly let go: "Stay at home, it's very hot."

"No..." Qian Cheng wanted to be stubborn, but Ding Zile suppressed him in the end, "All right, you send Taotao to kindergarten."

"You don't have to worry about that." Ding Zile hugged Taotao and went out.

In fact, it’s okay not to go to work, his salary will not be deducted, and there is no need to compete for any attendance bonus.But under normal circumstances, Qian Cheng would still go, not for any reason, just because he felt at ease at work.It's different now, there is Ding Zile, and there is another working person at home, the feeling of the two of them supporting the family together makes him feel good.

Occasionally, when you can't hold on, you can take a break.

Love makes people corrupt, Qian Cheng thought.What's more, he didn't know how long this love could last. He felt that he had a bad fever, brushed his teeth, and then rolled back into the bed.

He set an alarm clock and woke up after about an hour and a half of sleep, and ignored everything else.

Ding Zile was quite strange when he received his mother's call. It stands to reason that she should be busy now. Ding Zile glanced at the director's office and trotted a few steps towards the stairs.

"Mom?" Ding Zile raised his hand to check the time, "What's wrong?"

"I can't call you if I have nothing to do?" Mom sighed on the phone, "What's going on with your brother?"

"What's going on?" Ding Zile was stunned for a moment, this was her usual way of deceiving people, how could he be fooled so easily after working under his mother for so many years.

"You're still playing sloppy with me here." Mom didn't have time to play around with him, "What's going on between him and Zhou Xun?"

"What do you think?" Ding Zile sighed, it was strangely cold in the corridor, the walls were whitewashed, and the chill was overwhelming.

There was a long silence on the phone, and Ding Zile's mind turned more than 3000 times. Ding Ziyue, a person who can't hide anything in his mouth, what can he say to his mother, and in what way can he use it? You can probably guess it.

This guy is going to strike first now.

"You...are you also..." Mom's voice trembled a little.

"Mom, I'm at work." Ding Zile interrupted her, "It's no big deal, isn't Ah Yue still young... Turn around, I'll call you at night."

For the first time, Ding Zile felt that work was such a good excuse.

Although he can't get a little motivated now.

"Something happened at home?" Sister Liu on the opposite side threw a bag of things on his desk, "I bought it a few days ago."

"Oh..." Ding Zile opened the bag and squeezed one in his hand.

"Hey, don't eat it." Sister Liu stopped him with a smile, "Why did you even eat cat food?"

"Seeing how they eat so happily, I want to try it." Ding Zile came back to his senses, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and barely made a sentence, but his thoughts drifted away.

Ding Ziyue... is really not a worry-free product.

"You don't make people worry!" Ding Ziyue talked to his brother on the phone while nibbling on the neck of the duck, "I can't hide things, besides, it's not like you don't know mom... ..."

"What did you tell her?" Ding Zile packed his lunch and leaned on the back seat of the car, "The neighborhood in front of Master...does everything fall out when you get excited?"

"I just said, I like Zhou Xun, the kind of love I want to live with him." Ding Ziyue sat in the back of his father's truck, the bag at his feet was full of clean bones , "What else can I do, I don't want to hide it... Anyway, my parents can't leave me now."

"Then... did you say anything?"

"What can I say? With my mother's imagination, it will take a long time to understand this... What did she ask you for today?"

"Just ask me if I'm the same as you." The car stopped, Ding Zile gave the money and got out, "I have to call her tonight."

"Then you..." Ding Ziyue tilted his head and spat out his bones with a "bah", "Would Mom be unbearable?"

"Why didn't you consider whether my mother could bear it when you said it?"

"I said brother," Ding Ziyue smiled, "what qualifications do you have to tell me?"

Ding Zile was choked for a long time and couldn't speak. Ding Ziyue was right, he had no qualifications.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the one who will be willful, and he always takes the delicious and fun things first. Now, does he even want to grab the opportunity of whoever comes out first?

Ding Ziyue didn't mean to blame him, but the tone still made him feel a little guilty.

Ding Zile put the phone in his pocket and went upstairs.

Even when he was sick, Qian Cheng lived a well-planned life.As soon as he entered the door, Ding Zile was taken aback when he saw the living room which had obviously been cleaned.

"Why don't you have a good rest at home?" He said while changing his shoes.

"Why are you back?" Qian Cheng hung the mop on the balcony, then went into the house and closed the door before continuing, "It's much better after sleeping for a while. The sun is not out today, otherwise I would have washed the quilt cover and sheets..."

"You just can't rest." Ding Zile put the food on the table, "Let's eat, do you want to burn it?"

"It's not burning much." Qian Cheng wrapped up a small animal coat and moved to the side of the dining table, "It's so rich...is it too much?"

"I haven't eaten yet." Ding Zile said, "Come back and have lunch with you."

"That's great." Qian Cheng raised his head and smiled at him, "I'm so grateful."

"Eat it first, while it's hot." Ding Zile took apart the chopsticks, "These are yours, you have to eat something light now."

"Okay." Qian Cheng said with a smile.