everyone knows i love you

Geng Da walked down the spiral staircase with light steps, and walked around in front of the three of them respectfully. He was tall and straight, a head taller than Qiao Tong, in a gray suit, with a thin waist and well-tailored trousers. Two straight and slender legs.Even with white gloves on, he still looked handsome and refined.

Qiao Tong nodded and said hello to him: "Uncle Geng."

Geng Da showed a kind smile: "Just come back."

Qiao Tong looked down at his leather shoes and suddenly said, "There is dust on your shoes."

The smile on Geng Da's face disappeared immediately, as if it was not this little dust on his shoe, but a big basin of sewage was poured into it, which was unbearable. one time."

Qiao Tong lay casually on the handrail of the stairs, looking at his back playfully: "After so many years, Uncle Geng's cleanliness seems to be getting worse."

She seldom smiles, let alone this kind of sincere smile from the heart. Because of this smile, her bland facial features suddenly become alive, her eyes as dark as midnight are narrowed, and the corners of her eyes and brows are revealing. There is a hint of cunning in the fox.

Qiao Hengmu Xiaoqing has not regained the ability to communicate normally with her daughter, so when she saw her laughing, she could only laugh along with her, and couldn't talk to her.People on both sides want to use this to improve their relationship, but they don't know how to open the gap.Qiao Tong couldn't tell what it was like to see her parents who were glamorous in front of outsiders and shy in front of her.

"Which room is my room?" she asked.

Mu Xiaoqing hurriedly led her upstairs, and introduced as she walked: "We know you are afraid of noise, so the bedroom is at the innermost part of the corridor, which is the one at the end. Next to the bedroom is the study... This is the piano room. You practiced it when you were young." Your piano is also in there, guitar, bass, clarinet, everything I saw in your room abroad I bought exactly the same ones, if there is anything missing, you can tell Geng Da, and I will make it up for you.”

Qiao Tong answered subconsciously: "No need, I will buy what is missing."

Mu Xiaoqing was stung by her unconscious politeness, and then this feeling was quickly replaced by guilt.It is their own fault that their daughter is alienated from them, and they cannot blame others.

As soon as Qiao Tong said something inappropriate, she felt inexplicable irritability at the same time. She turned her head and looked at the cautious mother beside her, pinched her palm with her fingers, actively covered the back of Mu Xiaoqing's hand, and gently Say, "Mom, that's not what I meant."

Mu Xiaoqing has been taking good care of herself for so many years, her skin feels as smooth as a [-]-year-old girl, but Qiao Tong can't help but think of another pair of hands, also a pair of women's hands, with cold skin, like a poisonous snake dormant deep in the ice field , spitting out a cold red letter, waiting to deliver the fatal blow to the unwary prey.

She was shocked, and her face instantly turned pale.

Qiao Heng took a step forward, forcibly separated the two of them, stood in front of Qiao Tong, and said unhappily to Mu Xiaoqing: "Okay, don't force her! It's not like you don't know her personality. Come back, let her be quiet for a while."

Mu Xiaoqing, who has never been too loud, also lost her temper: "What did I force her to do! How many times have I said that pupils are important, what about you? If you have friends, you can solve them if you can. Just focus on it." Who is to blame for my company going public and making it like this now?!"

"How did I know it was Liu—"

"Stop arguing," Qiao Tong frowned to interrupt their quarrel, and said in a low voice, "Arguing as soon as this matter is brought up, what's the point of arguing. If you really want to quarrel, close the door and quarrel, don't let outsiders see the joke .”

Several servants standing in the downstairs hall stopped what they were doing and listened to the movement upstairs.

"I'm going back to my room first," she said after a pause, "Call me when lunch is ready."

Qiao Tong turned sideways, walked back to the room from behind the two of them, and gently closed the door.

Looking at her back, Mu Xiaoqing burst into tears: "She used to be very lively, and she had to play with her parents every day, but now, she can't even touch her hands. What's the use of earning so much money, who's it? Mother and daughter are not affectionate, but our house is deserted."

Qiao Heng sighed heavily, unable to think of words to comfort him for a while, he put his hand on his wife's thin shoulder, and wiped her tears with the other hand: "It's good when you come back, take your time."

"You killed me just now."

"I was wrong. I was a little anxious just now. I won't do it next time."

Qiao Tong's ears were pressed against the door, and she heard the footsteps outside completely walking away. She checked again that the door was completely locked, and then turned around to look at the room specially prepared for her.

Except that the area is twice the original size, other furnishings are exactly the same as the one she lived in abroad.The tone of the whole room is the same gray, but it is not dark. The lighting in the room is very good. When the curtains are opened, it is bright, and the floating dust in the air is glowing with golden light spots, which only looks simple and delicate.

Facing the door is a circle of bright red arc-shaped bar, surrounded by several high bar chairs with the same bright background color, and the pear wood wine cabinet on the left behind the bar displays 82, 85, 86, 90 and other different years Chateau Lafite-Rothschild, Chateau Latour, Chateau Margaux, Chateau Mouton-Rothschild wines.The wine rack on the right is full of spirits such as vodka, rum, tequila, and whiskey, as well as cocktail glasses, classic glasses, margarita glasses, Colin glasses, Locke glasses, bullet glasses, etc. The cups hang upside down and shine brightly, as well as shakers, Boston shakers, wine measurers, bar spoons, etc., and the bartending equipment is fully equipped.

There is only five meters between the bed and the bar.

The depth of this bedroom is very long. Going in from the bar is a small home theater with sliding doors and tatami mats on the floor. Qiao Tong looked up at the ceiling and found that it can be moved. The entire ceiling can be stretched in through the remote control. You can see the sky when you look up.

Next door to the theater is the bathroom.

It can be seen that a lot of effort was put into the arrangement.

The opaque curtains were closed with both hands, and the whole room was plunged into darkness. Qiao Tong sat down at the desk and turned on the computer that was on standby.

The familiar darkness gave her a liberated freedom and security.

The sound of intensive typing on the keyboard sounded in the silence.

……

"Scavenging insects smelled me, climbed over the overlapping rotting leaves, and came from all directions. The decay of the body cooperates with their meals, completing a cycle of returning to the original owner.

Of course, the dense crowding of them made me feel somewhat uncomfortable, as embarrassing as defecation after death.I couldn't close my eyes, so of course the eyeballs were being eaten too, and I hoped they would hurry up.Because it always rains here at night, it crackles and drips into my eyes, making me look like I'm crying.

I was suddenly curious about what I look like in the aesthetics of bugs.Anyway, dead is definitely cuter than alive, and I didn't have these three thousand harem beauties when I was alive. "

Shang Youxuan was nestled in the hammock in the living room, holding a tablet and reading a book. She was reading a novel by a new author recently discovered. It was just published and it was called "The Lost Corpse". It's a coincidence that she just came back It didn't take long for the other party to update.

The author's pen name is "Dead Author" and her Weibo name is "Sweet and Sour Pancake", which is the one she privately messaged on Weibo just now.

This person has a unique style of painting, and often writes things that poke her weird points.

If you want to talk about how she knew the author, it would be that the child has no mother, it is a long story.

Shang Youxuan's job is the deputy editor-in-chief of the science fiction magazine "Jupiter" under Qiye Publishing House, and her side job is to write bricks and characters on Jinjiang. Keep a low profile, except for her hair girl Qin Mu and her agent, no one knows about her two-dimensional and three-dimensional vests at the same time.

In addition to reading, traveling and exercising, her usual pastime is to visit Jinjiang's forums.In addition to the main website, Jinjiang also has many forums, such as District [-], District [-], and Battle Color, among which there is a unique author forum, where many big gods come and go in pink and transparent clothes, nicknamed "Little Pink", The official name is - Jinjiang Bishui Jiangting.

Some time ago, due to the national policy, the online literary world began to implement a comprehensive crackdown, and the authors all turned pale when they heard about it, and the overwhelming lock stamps came in a surge, and since then entered the pioneering era of "cannot describe below the neck".