nice to drive

After being discharged from the hospital, He Qing was strictly guarded by her family. She ate and slept at home every day. The auntie who cooked the food also put her best effort into it. She came here over and over again for the preserved egg, lean meat porridge, raw shrimp porridge and egg porridge. Now looking at the porridge, I feel sick to my stomach, so I simply fooled around and stopped eating, and went back to the room secretly to eat the snacks.

He woke up this afternoon, looked at his led mirror for a long time, touched his face, and felt that it was almost round.

He didn't feel that he ate too much and attributed everything to the sins he should and would do.

Because love is too sweet, it makes people fat.

He Qing took out her phone, turned on the camera, snapped a selfie, adjusted a black and white filter, and sent it to her boyfriend who was on top.

The photo shows a quarter of He Qing's face, only the eyebrows and eyes can be seen, the side with the tear mole is photographed, the eyes are drooping, the eyelashes are long, and with a black and white filter, a sense of melancholy rushes towards the face.

No gabbe: [image]

No Jiabei: Indulging in thinking about you is getting thinner day by day

Ying and Jiang saved the picture after receiving it, and replied: 666.

This 666 shouted made He Qing's eyelids twitch, I'm so stupid, I don't understand the style!

……

Ying Xiao failed his third grade in his second grade, and was told by Ying Yujiang that his mentality was not correct, and told him to go back to school.

After the punishment, the whole school notified the whole school, and someone from the Education Bureau called He Qing, who passed the congratulations on to Ying and the general. After that, it took a few days for the handover of student status, and the dormitory number, class, subject teacher, and class teacher were all met. , Ying and Jiangcai stuffed his brother in with confidence.

After receiving the notification call of congratulations, Ying Xiaoer was eating shabu-shabu next to his brother. He had been worried about his future for the past few days. When he heard that the school had taken him in, he was still a little excited, his hands trembled, and half a plate of fungus After getting out of the pot, the hot soup splashed made his hands tremble.

He was so hot that he gasped, Ying Xiaoer raised his eyes to meet his brother's calm eyes, shook his hands, and asked, "Brother! What school?"

After talking to He Qing, he heard that his family called him downstairs for dinner, Ying Yujiang also hung up the phone and put it aside, and reached out to pick up sliced ​​meat for Ying Xiaoer.

"Foreign language."

Ying Xiaoer's eyes lit up when he heard the name, but he felt that his brother must have spent a lot of money, so he murmured excitedly and cautiously: "Damn, it's indeed my brother... Thank you brother."

The last four words are well-behaved, almost every word is full of sincerity, and his heart trembles when he hears it, although he has heard too many such words from his brother's mouth.

Feeling that the sliced ​​meat should stop burning his mouth, Ying Yujiang took a piece and gave it to Ying Xiaoer to cover his mouth: "Don't thank me."

Seeing his younger brother's puzzled expression, Ying Yujiang said again: "Go and thank you for your congratulations."

Ying Xiaoer was taken aback, quickly swallowed the meat in his mouth, and picked up a few chopsticks tomatoes for his brother: "He did it?"

He took another plate of shrimp and put it down, Ying and Jiang nodded and stopped talking.

Ying Xiaoer hesitated and didn't dare to ask more questions, while picking up food with a colander and soup ladle, he scooped up a bunch of meatballs, poked them with chopsticks, and felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he finally couldn't help it, and said, "Brother. "

Ying Yujiang guessed that his brother was about to speak, so he lowered his head and took a sip of the soup: "Yes."

Ying Xiaoer's heart skipped a beat, he simply put down the spoon, sat with arms crossed, like a primary school student, and asked earnestly, "You...what's the relationship between you and He Qing?"

Ying and Jiang lowered their heads to cook the dishes, the white mist rising from the pot blurred his facial features, and said softly, "We are together."

After finishing this sentence, under Ying Xiaoer's complicated eyes, Ying and Jiang talked to Ying Xiaoer carefully for the first time, about the rally race, about Yuyuan, and Ying Xiaoer's eyes were warm. The first time I regretted getting punched at Jiaotong University that morning. Although I had to accept it slowly, I didn't feel that the place where I was stabbed was still painful, so I solemnly said: "Brother, give me your congratulatory WeChat."

Ying and Jiang were taken aback when they heard the words, but they didn't expect his brother to react like this, saying, "What are you doing?"

Ying Xiaoer raised his chin: "I want to start a WeChat group! Call, a family of three."

"Oh", Ying and Jiang gave Ying Xiaoer another bowl of soup with a spoon, and said flatly, "No, I just want to live with each other."

After the meal was over, Ying Xiaoer stalked him, and finally added his congratulatory sister-in-law as he wished.

Ying Xiaoer took a quick look at his circle of friends and saw that there was nothing embarrassing about it, and then boldly sent a message to He Qing. He said "hello", which was regarded as a greeting. After a while, He Qing Side replied.

YINGPG: hello

No Gabby: ?

Seeing He Qing's reply, he was a little dazed, holding his phone and looking up to his brother, "Does he treat everyone like this?"

Turning his face to see the news of He Qing's return to his brother, Ying and Jiang laughed, as expected, only in front of him did he look soft.

Ying Yujiang turned on his phone and showed Ying Xiaoer the message that He Qing replied almost at the same time, saying "boring, boring, boring, do you miss you", Ying Xiaoer's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, It seems that the future life will be difficult, and living on campus is a good choice.

……

After dinner, the congratulatory feelings still couldn't come out, so Ying and Jiang asked Ying Xiaoer to pack up his things for school at home, drove him there at night, took the file bag, and drove to Pangu.

I received a lot of calls along the way. One was from the decorator of Wangjiang Famous Gate to inquire about the customer’s needs. They said that they would be able to move in next month, and the keys were handed over to the owner. This month is mainly about furniture purchases. , there is a decoration party to do the work, and the head of the household can check the progress at any time.

He and He Qing are usually busy, and the companies on both sides have a lot of work. The Chengdu International Auto Show has just passed in the second half of the year. I look forward to the Chinese New Year again. A large number of customers have started to order vehicles. Because of the decoration, I chose this hardcover room and moved in with my bags.

Wangjiang Famous Gate has a very wide view, facing the Jinjiang River directly, the location is excellent, the designer is also well hired, and the overall appreciation space is large.It should be considered to be the residential building of Yintai Center located on the south gate, but there is a large commercial district, and the parking lot of the residential area is connected with the parking lot of the shopping mall, which is relatively too chaotic.

He received an invitation from the sales department before, and he drove there once. The parking lot in the residential area is like a car show. There are all kinds of luxury cars. The battle was comparable to what IFS had there, and the apartment layout looked uncomfortable. , It took a long time to choose Wangjiang, and I was satisfied, so I bought it.

A house starting at 700 million was not too expensive for him before, but it is still a bit difficult for him now.

But a house is different from a car. There is too much room for house price appreciation in Chengdu in the past few years, and it is still worthwhile to think about the long-term future.

When the designer called to inquire, he was asked whether he liked more ornate or simpler. Ying and Jiang thought about it for a while, recalled the ostentation of congratulations, and said that it should be more ornate.

He held the phone and thought for a while, then remembered the last time He Qing came to his house drunk and ran around the house barefoot after waking up, and added a sentence, carpet, all covered.

Although He Qing and Ying Yujiang haven't seen each other for a while, but the bunch of keys is placed by the bedside every day, looking left and right. When I think of being able to face each other day and night, I get a little excited, so I asked someone The specifics of the house.

He even made a phone call to Fengtang, with a sweet face on his face: "Hey, what do you do in Jinjiang District, don't you check in with your bags, what efficiency..."

Wangjiang Famous House is located in Jinjiang District, so Fengtang naturally pays attention to this high-profile real estate with the highest housing prices in Jinjiang. He knows who bought a total of 58 sets.

"It's none of my business, I'm not a developer!"

As soon as He Qing mentioned this matter, he couldn't help cursing: "Fuck you, He Qing? You've only been together for how long and you're living together? But Ying and Jiang are really skinny camels who are bigger than horses, so fucking rich ..."

He Qing rolled her eyes and said, "If Ying Yujiang is a camel, you're just a fucking donkey."

Seeing that He Qing is now helping and speaking with the general at any time, Feng Tang is almost furious: "You are just pouring boiling water now!"

He Qing jumped up and scolded: "Poppappup, wait for me to heal, I won't burn you to death..."

Just as Feng Tang wanted to refute, he thought of the phrase "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water", so he closed his mouth resentfully, you'd better scald me.

In the evening, he leaned on the bedside to send a message to Ying and Jiang. He chose a few better European-style wine racks on the home furnishing official website, but they were all rejected by Ying. He said that quitting smoking and drinking must be implemented, and nothing can dip.

He Qing was obedient, and hid all the cigarette cases in the house by herself. After holding it in for a while, she couldn't help turning it out again. She didn't light it up, and she bit the filter tip and smoked bit by bit.

He had just come out of the shower, with the bathrobe half-opened on his body, his skin was flushed by the heat, his forehead was still dripping with sweat, and his eyelashes seemed to be covered in mist. He Qing couldn't help scolding the bathroom for exhausting the heat. The efficiency of the fan is too low. When I look in the mirror, my face looks like a tomato.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he looked like a dandy, and he thought about the house again, and he didn't bother to dry his hair, so he leaned directly on the bedside and typed.

Bu Jiabei: You are so romantic living together

Pangu Famous Car Museum: Very good.

He saw that it was a good word, felt relieved for a while, and typed to ask again.

Bugabei: Where do you live now?

Pangu Famous Car Museum: I plan to sell it.

After thinking about it, typing was not enough to express his happiness. He Qing clicked on the voice, made a WeChat call, and wanted to talk about the house.

He has seen all the houses there, mainly because he didn't want to live in the shadow of Fengtang, so he didn't go to Jinjiang District. Well, the main reason is because his home is close to the company, and he lives in Wuhou District After so many years, I still feel a bit reluctant to change houses.

But such an expensive house is more expensive than the price of his car, and it has caught up with his Centenario.

After much deliberation, it still felt like a dream. After all, I was a little nervous to live in such a big house with my favorite person, so he asked directly: "Why did you buy such an expensive house... Bankruptcy right?"

Ying Yu turned the voice over, and it sounded even more terrible: "No way, the house has to be changed."

As he spoke, he sent He Qing the floor plan and the basic situation. While looking at the picture, He Qing muttered: "Let me see...five parking spaces, um, can be fully parked...290 square meters, two master bedrooms... Damn, it's cool. Your brother should live here, the lighting is better."

Ying and Jiang smiled, and a magnetic voice came from the phone: "He usually lives on campus."

Me?It means one, three, five, two, four, six. Except for weekends, Ying and Chen are not at home at ordinary times!

Although Ying Xiaoer showed his love to him first, when he mentioned his brother, He Qing still felt a little awkward. After all, he and Ying Xiaoer were only two years apart. If he appeared at the same time as Ying Xiaoer, It should be like bringing two brothers with you.

He Qing asked again: "Then when can I live?"

Ying and Jiang thought about it and said next month.

So, the days of counting down with fingers began, and He Qing said that he was going to choose furniture, and he should tell the general that there was someone in charge, so He Qing made a concession, saying, yes, then there can be designers in other places Arranging furniture those, but...

He Qing swallowed her saliva, and asked calmly, "Then, do you and I sleep in the same bedroom?"

Although he doesn't have Fengtang's dream of staying in five-star hotels all over the place, he still has high requirements for the comfort of the bedroom. I'm a little embarrassed to ask this sentence, but his mind has already started to confuse him and Ying. And what will the bedrooms look like now.

Ying and Jiang gave a "hmm" and said firmly, "We sleep together."

fatal...

He Qing's heart was warmed by the words, and he secretly scolded, one thing is one thing, this man is really killing him.

After another two or three days, He Qing stayed at home almost moldy, and finally survived until He's mother was about to fly to the city where He's father was on a business trip, and then he regained his freedom. I bought new clothes, drank porridge, and drove out to let the wind go.

He arrived at Pangu's office as soon as he met with Ying and Jiangyi. Gabe Group issued another notice saying that this year's Japan Lamborghini Day is about to start, and there is a bronzing invitation card, inviting congratulations to come Travel to Tokyo, Japan.

It was probably a group of people driving Lamborghini, taking pictures, holding press conferences, and listening to the Lamborghini boss at the entrance of the hotel.

I have participated in this kind of event too much, and I don’t want to go at all, but in Chengdu, Gabe is a direct distributor, so if I don’t go, it’s not giving face, and the big boss can’t be messed with at all.

It's been a few days since I saw him. When He Qing saw the general, his stomach didn't hurt anymore, and the porridge tasted delicious. I put my hands on the desk and watched him revise and revise the contract, and I didn't feel bored. don't blink.

As soon as Ying Yujiang raised his head, he met He Qing's shining eyes, and the autumn water flowed sideways in waves, looking untidy, so that he couldn't hold the pen steadily in his hand.

President Ying Da stood up, took off the coat on the back of the chair and put it on, raised an eyebrow at He Qing: "I'll go to the locker room to change, and we'll have dinner together after changing."

He Qing then stood up: "I want to change my clothes too."

Ying Yujiang's eyes darkened, and he ignored him. Ren Heqing strode to follow, and the two of them went directly to a separate dressing room next to Ying Yujiang's office.

As soon as he entered the dressing room, before He Qing could be damaged, Ying and Jiang reached out and took off the coat he had put on, and put it on He Qing by the collar: "Wrapped."

Before He Qing could speak, he was wearing a coat that still had a man's body temperature, and Ying Yujiang stretched out his arms around his waist.

A big hand was still supporting He Qing's waist, and Ying and Jiang were afraid to knock him against the wardrobe behind him, so as not to make his stomach feel uncomfortable.

Ying and Jiang lowered their heads to kiss He Qing's ear, and said while kissing, "What clothes are you changing?"

At this moment, I was the only one left thinking about He Qing. I was wrapped up comfortably in the coat, but I was afraid of falling off. I struggled to tie the sleeves around my neck, padded the soft coat, and leaned against the closet with confidence. Putting his wrists on Ying Yujiang's neck, his heart was hot, and he panted and said, "Would you change it for me?"

As soon as He Qing said this, Ying Yujiang reached out to lift his clothes from He Qing's back, directly lifted the thin layer of sweater above the navel, and slid down his spine with his thick fingers, pressing out One by one, Ying Yujiang put another leg between He Qing's legs, He Qing stared and panted when he touched it with his hand, and He Qing couldn't help it, he stretched out his hand and pinched Ying Yujiang's hand He closed his eyes and kissed the back of his head.

After the two of them licked their lips and teeth, the end of He Qing's eyes started to turn red again, as if she couldn't catch her breath, she bit her mouth and didn't make a sound, but Ying Yujiang's leg pushed her up abruptly. He was erratic, and his words were broken: "Damn...you fucking, before, before, I didn't see you so fierce..."

Ying and Jiang lowered their heads, put their foreheads against the congratulatory ones, held his face with their hands, rubbed his lips with their fingertips, and said in a low voice, "It smells like smoke."

He Qing blushed, cursed inwardly that he was discovered, turned his head to avoid the topic, his jaw was clamped hard and pulled over, Ying Yu's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was holding a lot of breath: "Physical Why are you disobedient?"

Afterwards, like punishment, Ying Yujiang pinned him on the closet for another wolf kiss, He Qing reached out to take off his pants, but Ying Yujiang stopped him with a low voice.

"The sound insulation is not good. I'm afraid that you can hear the whole garage."

He Qing blushed and scolded: "You fart."

He felt weak all over, and wanted to defend his dignity, so he barely straightened up, half of his sweater was peeled off, he looked down at the redness on his collarbone, and said, "Damn it, the first hickey in my life..."

Ying and Jiang usually pretend to be human, but now they are not ambiguous at all when they talk about flirting: "This is called strawberry popping beads."

He Qing was taken aback, what the hell kind of metaphor is this?

However, thanks to the shower gel I've been using for so many days, it feels like it's slipping a bit...

Seeing that Ying and Jiang lowered his head and supported him to rub against his collarbone, He Qing raised his head and pulled the clothes down a little, and cooperated perfectly, letting him gnaw on him.

Looking up at the car logos on the wall, I saw the Lamborghini, and suddenly seemed to remember something, the place below the collarbone was sucked painfully, and I gently pushed my elbow to refuse to respond: " Hey, that's right... I have a friend who wants to sell his Lambo Aventador, and I'll let him come to you..."

Ying and Jiang saw that he still had time to think about other things at the moment, and he was a little excited, so he didn't raise his head: "Have you crossed the water yet?"

He Qing felt itchy and refreshing, but she felt ashamed in the locker room, and almost scratched Ying Yujiang away with her paw, but she couldn't push it away, so she said, "No...no, damn it, itchy..."

Ying Yujiang planted another one, and after seeing the color, he was quite satisfied, and he was in a good mood: "How much do you want to sell?"

Counting with fingers, He Qing thought about it carefully and said, "It's more than 300 million, is it expensive?"

President Ying Da didn't even bother to take care of the shopping mall, he thought he was a friend of He Qing, and he didn't bother to talk about the price, so he replied casually: "It's not bad, let him deliver it."

He Qing was taken aback for a moment, and a little happy: "The deal is over? Mr. Ying... I'm so stupid, is it enough to save face?"

Ying Yujiang put He Qing's waist back which was strangled by him a little bit, pushed up his strong thighs, making He Qing's breath convulsed, finally stood up straight, Ying Yujiang came closer and said: "Your face, can you not give it?"

Now He Qing looked at the Lamborghini logo on the wall, that big cow, and his mood was complicated again. Thinking about the invitation and the date, it happened to be the New Year's Eve, and his face turned green.

Damn, why is it so difficult for me to fall in love?

Thinking about her own reaction just now, He Qing secretly made up her mind and decided to read more books, don't fucking try to scream, those who call out are all sloppy, embarrassing.

① The "PG" in Xiaoer's WeChat name "YINGPG" means point guard.