Qingge

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Qingge kicked him when he heard the words, and scolded with a smile: "What are you talking about? I heard you ring the doorbell, and I just came out of the kitchen, okay? Fortunately, I made mung bean paste for you."

"Why don't you see Mu Chen? Don't you usually go to class with him? Don't you invite him to come with you?" Shen Zeyu dodged his feet and smiled.

"I called him, but he said he had something to do at home and he didn't have time to come." Qing Ge stuffed a piece of peach into his mouth and wiped his hands, "You guys eat first, you're welcome, I'll go see if Brother Jing is alright. "

Before Qingge reached the kitchen, his younger brother's voice came from the other side: "Little brother! Jam is always licking me, come and help me."

"Hey, here we come." Qing Ge couldn't laugh or cry, why did he have such a stupid brother?

Shen Zeyu and the others leaned forward and backward with laughter, and followed to see.

In the bathroom, the jam has been washed wet, the hair is dripping water sticking to the body, and there are some bubbles that have not been rinsed off, not as cute as usual, but looking pitiful.

It was even worse for Duan Yuchen. He didn't know whether to bathe the jam or bathe himself. There was a big pool of water stains on his T-shirt, and a part of his pants were wet. Even his small face was not spared, and his forehead hair was wet.Seeing Qingge come in, he called out pitifully: "Little brother, Jam is bullying me, it's always moving around, splashing water all over me."

"Aww!" Not to be outdone, Jam called Qingge sympathetically.

Qing Ge held back his smile, went in and took a big bath towel to wrap up his younger brother, wiped the water off his body casually, and patted his head: "It's okay, just wipe it first, I'll wash it for you. "

Qingge took the shower again, tested the water temperature, went to the jam and squatted down, touched the head of the jam, comforted: "Jam, please wash the soap off first, otherwise Dad won't let you hug you. "

"Wow!" Jam really sat down obediently, and wanted to lean up to lick Qingge, but turned her head away as soon as she got closer, Dad has other tastes!snort!

Duan Yuchen was aggrieved: "Little brother, Jam is just bullying me, you see it is very good now!"

"Yes, yes, it's not our Xiaochen's fault, it's the jam that's not good, my little brother will help you teach it a lesson, now quickly wipe off the water, don't catch a cold." Qingge coaxed the jam, and had to coax another Big boy.But Jam is really obedient in front of him, acting coquettish and cute from time to time, not at all like being naughty in front of his younger brother.

"Dog~" Suddenly there was a milky voice behind, it turned out that Shen Sirui wanted to touch the jam, and leaned forward desperately, Shen Zeyu was about to lose his hold.

"Si Rui, don't come here first, the floor is wet, don't fall down, Zeyu, you hugged him." Qing Ge looked helplessly at the little fat pier who was about to lean over, and turned around by himself holding the jam, making Shen Si Rui could see Jam.

"Brother Zeyu." Only then did Duan Yuchen realize that the faces of the people at the door were still in a state of embarrassment, and he pouted to express his grievance.

Shen Zeyu squeezed Yuchen's face with one hand, jokingly said, "Oh, why are you so wronged? Come on, this is brother Ziliu, this is brother Xia Feng, you haven't seen it yet, have you?"

Duan Yuchen wiped his wet hair with a bath towel, and responded obediently: "Brother Ziliu, hello brother Xia Feng."

Mo Ziliu smiled and said, "Hi Yuchen, Zeyu didn't tell us, otherwise I should give you another gift."

"No need." Duan Yuchen smiled happily, "My little brother has plenty of money, I'll ask him to buy it for me."

Zhang Xiafeng, who was about to speak, silently changed the subject: "...a big local tyrant."

Qingge finally washed the jam, and was wiping the water for him with a big towel, when he heard this, he raised his head and said: "Xiaochen still doesn't change clothes, and I will be scolded by my brother later, don't think of me helping you."

"Oh." Duan Yuchen was still afraid that his brother would say him, so he ran upstairs in a hurry.

Qing Ge had wiped the jam half-dried, carried it outside, spread a big towel on the floor, let it stand on it, smoothed its fur slowly, and had to dry it after a while, otherwise the dog would catch a cold too.

Shen Zeyu put Si Rui on the ground, led him to squat beside him, and teased, "Tsk tsk tsk, Qing Ge can't see that you are quite a good wife and mother, and you look good."

Qing Ge glanced at him: "Otherwise you think I'm as lazy as you?"

Duan Yujing just came out of the kitchen, took a look here, walked over and said with a smile: "Zeyu, watch carefully, don't let Si Rui touch the hair, it will be difficult to wash when you go back."

"Brother Yujing." Shen Zeyu yelled with a smile, and Mo Ziliu and the others also yelled, regardless of age or ability, Duan Yujing can still afford this brother.

"Uncle Yujing~" Shen Sirui raised his little hand, with a piece of candy in his mouth, very obedient.

"Si Rui is so good." Duan Yujing smiled, squatted next to Xiao Qingge, helped him up, and said softly, "Baby, stand by the side, I'll do it, I feel dizzy after squatting for a long time."

Qing Ge leaned over and kissed the man's cheek, and said with a slight smile, "The jam is a lot heavier and naughty. Xiao Chen got wet with it just now, but I feel wronged."

"The older you get, the more stupid you become." Duan Yujing shook his head and smiled, but wiped off the jam neatly with his hands, and gently blew his hair with a hair dryer.

After it was over, Jam shook her body comfortably, her fluffy and soft hair came back, and she moved to Xiao Qingge's feet and wagged her tail.

Just as Qing Ge wanted to bend down to pack the towels, the man pushed him aside: "Stand by the side, aren't you tired?"

"I'm so tired." Qing Ge muttered, and then smiled, "Zi Liu, I'll get you mung bean paste. It's the best when it's warm."

Slippers were kicked, and whenever this happened, it meant that Xiao Qingge was in a particularly good mood. Duan Yujing looked at the figure with a warm smile, put the towels back in the bathroom, and simply dragged the water stains on the floor .

"Oh." Mo Ziliu was stunned, he hadn't come to his senses yet, God, Mr. Duan really held people in his palms and pampered him, he didn't even feel at ease giving a dog a bath.

Shen Zeyu had gotten used to it, and squeezed a piece of pastry into his mouth. In Brother Yujing's house, Qingge was the biggest. This was axiomatic.

Truth needs to be proved, but axioms are generally accepted, and even proofs are not required.

"Bell bell~"

Shen Zeyu heard the doorbell ring, wiped his hands, put Si Rui on the sofa, and ran to open the door by himself.

"Brother Siming, Brother Wenrui, you are here, come in quickly, Brother Yujing has already prepared delicious food." Shen Zeyu smiled and looked at the people coming at the door.

"Zeyu, so early?" Huo Siming smiled, carrying a bag of things in his hand, stepped aside, of course to bring his wife in first.

Qing Ge was holding a tray with several bowls of mung bean paste on it. Seeing them coming, he smiled and said, "Brother Siming, Brother Wen Rui, you are here. I have made mung bean paste, come and drink."

"Suddenly I feel that I have a lot of face. It turns out that Xiao Qingge cooks it by himself." Huo Siming laughed.

Chen Wenrui also smiled: "Why don't you see Ning Yu and the others?"

"Uh, I'm still working overtime, hehe." Qing Ge smiled like a cat stealing, "But it should be almost the same, just now he sent a message saying that he wants to eat fish fillets."

Not long after, Shen Ningyu and Chen Han also rushed over from the company. A dozen people gathered together and had a lively hot pot meal. Young people and people of the same age always have endless topics to talk about.

Among them, Shen Sirui sticks to Qingge the whole time, only willing to eat when he feeds him, and plays with the dog when he is full, completely forgetting about his uncle.

No, full of wine and food, Qing Ge is sitting on the sofa with a child in his arms, watching TV, giving Si Rui a grape from time to time, Shen Zeyu, Duan Yuchen and the others are also sitting on the side, a few people are amused by the cartoon show on TV laugh.

Huo Siming and the others helped to clean up the hygiene. If you can’t come and eat, you can just leave. However, Huo Siming handed the bag he brought to Duan Yujing, and said with a smile: "Chinese medicinal materials can be put in soup and porridge. Point, it says how to mix and how to use it is better, they are all for nourishing blood and Qi. There is also the traditional Chinese medicine that Qingge drinks, I remembered that you are about to go for a check, so I brought it here by the way."

"Thank you, you can take his pulse later." Duan Yujing took it over and thanked him, "During this period of time, he has been drinking medicinal soup every day, I think his complexion has improved a lot, and he is not as dizzy and tired as before. .”

Chen Wenrui washed the rag, and asked his lover, "I see that Qing Ge is alive and kicking, so it's not a big deal."

Huo Siming smiled narrowly: "Happiness slows down the breath, and Yujing is his medicine. Emotions have a great impact on the body. Xiao Qingge puts his whole heart on Yujing. He feels happy every day, eating and exercising twice. There is no shortage, and it is much easier than our work."

Duan Yujing smiled and said nothing, his eyes fell on the man who was laughing.