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Since Ying Xiaoer went to school, He Qing felt that the house was going to be a bit more spacious, but he was not used to having such a clever little ghost by his side to play tricks on him every day.

After staying at home for two days, Ying and Jiang's legs are much better. There is no big problem with normal walking, but the movements are slow, and it will take some time to fully recover. He Qing found a full-time substitute driver for him for a while. The driver is responsible for driving the pick-up and drop-off.

He Qing went to work in the company, and the new season started, and the ups and downs, the time is really not abundant, and the two of them just spend some time together at night.

After returning to Chengdu, the plan to turn Pangu into a car wash was put on hold for the time being. He Qing was still thinking about finding an opportunity, or waiting for Ying and Jiang to ask whether to take Pangu back.

He was not sure whether Ying and Jiang would still be in this business, but if he continued to do so, the business might not be as big as before, but it could still be prosperous.

His white Mercedes-Benz Big G is still parked in the Jiabei Group. After the two of them broke up a while ago, He Qing hasn't touched that car, and it's probably covered in ashes.

Although we have only been together for more than a year, there are traces of each other everywhere in our lives, and there is no way to ignore any point.

This person is in good spirits on happy occasions, and He Qing even met Shan Jiangbie several times in the car wash shop, and the latter always drove over to have the car washed, thinking about it and asking, "Where are you, Young Master He?"

In the workshop of He Qing Station, there was a gloomy look: "What are you doing?"

Shan Jiangbie let out an "ouch" and teased, "Reconciled so soon?"

Kneading the receipts in her hand into a ball and putting them in her pocket, He Qing took a look at the car washed by the surname list. Seeing that it was almost washed and there was nothing wrong with it, she squinted and smiled: "That's right."

Shan Jiang don't cough: "Did he really save your life? It's really touching... Is he still able to move his legs and feet, and have strength in his waist?"

He Qing continued to laugh, without any shyness: "That's right, it's very good. He almost killed me last night. He's still recuperating on the bed. He's going to kill me tonight."

After the inspection, when sending the customer to the car to leave, He Qing smiled like the moon on the second and seventh day of junior high school, and politely told Shan Jiang not to say, please go slowly.

Seeing Shan Jiang's expression as if he had eaten a fly, He Qing almost died of laughter.

So be it.

Just tell the truth, I don't like to hear it, so who the hell are you to blame.

During the military training, Ying Xiaoer called home every day, saying that the military training was so tiring and miserable, and asked his brother if he could send some watermelon over.

He Qing smiled, yes.

Ying Xiaoer jumps three feet high, it needs to be frozen!

After staying up all day, Ying Xiaoer called again, where is my watermelon?

Ying Yujiang took the phone over to listen, and sneered, I planted the watermelon for you, and you will be able to eat it next year.

Military training still wants to eat watermelon, is there a rule or not?

Ying Xiaoer wailed, brother, brother, my dear brother...

He Qing still went to deliver some iced watermelon to his younger brother with a dark face, and prepared some things for the people in his dormitory to take care of this idiot younger brother, and sent someone to drive Ying Xiaoer's car to I went to school and got a pass, saying that I can use the car after the military training.

The principle is, don't run too far, if you run too far and you are caught racing, that's fine, don't go to university, and go as a recruit.

Ying Xiaoer grumbled on the surface, but was quite moved in his heart.

so good.

Ying Yujiang still kept a lot of shares in the hotel industry he worked in Chengdu before. Since he returned to Chengdu, he has been notified every day to go to a meeting, and he declined for a few days.

After finishing tidying up in the afternoon, as soon as he came out of the bedroom, he met He Qing who was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He stretched out his arms to embrace him, and asked him, "Would you like to rest for a while?"

He Qing buried half of her face on his shoulder, revealed her closed eyes, and gave a low "hmm".

Ying Yujiang turned his face to the side and wanted to say a few more words, but He Qing's arm was hanging around his neck, showing weakness once in a while: "Wait until I fall asleep, okay?"

Ying and Jiang checked the time and found that there was enough time, so he sent a text message to the driver saying that it would be more than ten minutes late, so he took He Qing to the master bedroom, took off his shoes, socks, clothes, and adjusted the air conditioner. Pulled the blackout curtains, stuffed the person into the bed and wrapped him up.

There was still some residual warmth in the bed, Ying and Jiang had just taken a nap.

He just leaned against the head of the bed, watching He Qing breathe softly, and fell asleep lightly.

Turning off the bedside light, Ying Yujiang leaned down, propped his elbows, tried not to use too much strength on his thighs, half-kneeled by the bedside, and kissed He Qing's side face.

After Ying and Jiang had eaten at the hotel, He Qing woke up at almost ten o'clock in the evening, sent a WeChat message to Ying and Jiang, got up to wash, cooked a bowl of noodles, and sat cross-legged in the living room Looking at the scenery outside the window on the tatami is very leisurely.

Among other things, the view of this house is extremely wide, and the night view is really beautiful.

He glanced at the time, Ying and the general have been away for a long time, why don't they just come back, what is the hotel doing, don't know if they are still recovering from their injuries?

He threw the bowl into the kitchen, thought for a while, should he be sick or not to wash the dishes, and rolled up his sleeves to wash again.

The dishwashing liquid seemed to be free, he squeezed it into a pile, and it smelled like hands.

At the back, He Qing looked at the pool of bubbles and was dumbfounded.

Forget it, let’s order takeaway if you’re not at home in the future.

After he finished tidying up the kitchen, about half an hour later, he checked the time again, it was almost eleven o'clock, why didn't he come back.

Just as He Qing was thinking about it, she was about to call back, when the doorbell rang, and he ran to open the door with bare feet.

As soon as the heavy wooden door opened, a smell of alcohol rushed towards his face, He Qing was so dazed that he almost missed Ying Yujiang who staggered towards him.

In the next second, he was caught in his arms.

He Qing frowned and couldn't push it away. He was vaguely curious. After all, he had never seen Ying Yu drunk before. Today's situation is unheard of and unseen.

However, He Qing also felt that he had heard from the doctor that he himself had studied the precautions during the recovery period after a fracture, and he said that callus growth and other things belonged to the hemorrhage and edema period, and he must not drink alcohol.

Thinking of this, he almost slapped Ying and the general to greet him, didn't he say he couldn't drink, did he commit the crime knowingly?

Before he had time to say anything, he was taken to the garage by Ying Yujiang with his arms around him.

He Qing grabbed his collar and asked, "Does your leg hurt?"

The tie was crumpled.

Ying and Jiang shook their heads: "It doesn't hurt."

He Qing touched his leg again: "Do you feel that your thigh is swollen?"

Ying and Jiang's ears turned red, and he said hoarsely, "Don't touch me."

He Qing almost choked to death: "..."

Inside the elevator, He Qing was leaning against his arms, unable to struggle at all. There were only four sides in the elevator, and she couldn't get out. She was really desperate. She broke away slightly to see his expression. She was very calm, just like usual It's no different.

It just smelled of alcohol, his face was a little red, his eyes were lowered to look at the ground, and he couldn't say anything else, in short, he just looked sober.

He Qing looked at the car keys in his hand, and didn't know if the surrogate driver was there, so her heart skipped a beat.

Damn, you won't drink and drive, right?

He Qing was so anxious that he almost strangled his neck: "Are you drunk and driving?"

Ying Yujiang glanced at him and smiled: "No...Xiao Li sent me back."

After finishing speaking, the elevator arrived at the garage, and He Qing was carried out again with her arms around her waist. Her face was also flushed, not much different from that of someone who had drunk, and she asked him in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

Ying and Jiang were drunk, but they were very obedient. They asked each question and answered each other. After hearing He Qing's words, they shook their heads: "I'm not going anywhere."

He Qing was so adorable by his mighty and majestic man, and couldn't help but hold his face up. Fortunately, the smell of wine is not too pungent, and it's good that this man doesn't go crazy when he's drunk.

"Then why is this..."

Speaking softly, He Qing was afraid of alarming him, so she muttered: "Hurry up to the basement to shake?"

Ying Yujiang glanced at him, he looked like he was about to take off his trousers with his arms coming up, so scared that He Qing held his hand: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm just kidding..."

He felt that his waist was still so sore.

He stayed at home all night and didn't go out. He Qing had no idea what was going on in the garage.

Now, he watched Ying Yujiang walk in front of a car covered with a dust cover, put his hand on the hood, took a few steps back, and then slammed the dust cover off.

Under the dust cover is a bright red, painted McLaren P1. It is brand new and radiant, but He Qing can tell at a glance that it is his one.

Ying Yujiang bought back that McLaren P1.

He Qing didn't know about it from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even think about it. Ying Yujiang kept silent about selling cars and selling Pangu to him, but in the end he knew everything.

He felt that his feet were soft, and seeing Ying Yujiang slowly approaching, buried his face in his neck, breathed hot, and said, "I can't find R8."

He Qing is sure that this person is definitely drunk.

His eyes were all erratic, his speech was a little unclear, and his whole body exudes an indescribable sense of submission. It's not like usual, just a wolf with a black belly and a big tail!

Ying and Jiang didn't care what He Qing was thinking at the moment, and opened the cab again on their own, and He Qing walked over to have a look.

On the way home, Ying and Jiang asked the valet to stop the car all the way and bought a lot of milk, soy milk, coconut milk, milk, yogurt...

At the moment, there is a large bag of dairy products on the seat of the cab, about eleven or twelve bottles, of all kinds.

Ying Yujiang unpacked a bag and threw it into He Qing's arms.

He Qing took the bottle of coconut milk and froze in place, completely dumbfounded.

Before he could react, Ying Yujiang came over to hug him again, hugged his waist and pressed him into his arms, buried his face in He Qing's neck, and said in a dazed voice, "From now on, you will drink soy milk and red pot when you eat hot pot. "

I rely on?

He Qing almost laughed out loud, and now she regrets that she didn't bring her mobile phone to the garage, otherwise she would record it and listen to it after the incident, probably Ying and Jiang would say that they didn't know this person.

Feeling silently touched for a while, He Qing coaxed Ying and Jiang to see his lost and recovered car.

There are only two seats in this car, and He Qing saw that there was something on the passenger seat, so she poked her head around to see that there were rolls of car color changing film.

Splendid gray, laser white, emerald, all kinds of colors, He Qing has seen them in the car dealership, and they are considered to be the hottest colors in recent years.

Ying Yujiang hugged him from behind, and said in a low voice, "Four weeks a month... change colors twice a week."

He Qing's eyes widened, her palms covered Ying Yujiang's arms around his waist, and silently wrote down these words.

Will he never think his car is coquettish again?

You bought me this car, you bought me the color change film, I guess you even put on the film, if you have any suggestions, you will overcome it.

He Qing turned his face slightly, Ying and Jiang put his chin on his shoulder with his eyes closed, breathing hot, and whispered: "I will buy it for you, daughter-in-law, I will buy it for you..."

When helping the drunken patient upstairs, He Qing watched him move slowly, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and now the emotions of being moved and annoyed were intertwined, making him a little out of breath.

Really speechless why I can't carry him on my back, but I can be hugged quite easily, obviously not too much difference in size.

He Qing thought for a while, and felt that it was a problem with her skeleton and muscles.

The body is not muscular, but it is relatively well-proportioned and thin. The body is not as strong as it should be, and it is not as strong. I will sign up for a gym another day and exercise more.

He Qing struggled to bring Ying and General back to the master bedroom. After taking off his clothes and pants, he turned over and wiped his body with a hot towel. When he wiped the back of his neck, Ying and General were already asleep.

He stared at the tattoo on the back of the man's neck for a long time, bowed his head, and kissed reverently.

Congratulations didn't care whether he could hear it or not, imitating the tone of the general, and said in a low voice.

I want to sell you all of myself.

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