everyone knows i love you

There seemed to be a warm current stirring in her chest, and Shang Youxuan had to admit that she did fall in love with this bold and shy girl a little bit.If you tease her once, you will be able to tease her back soon, which can be said to be a talent!

[Sweetheart]: Then I have to thank the author back then, do you like her very much?

[Little Joe]: Yes.

Shang Youxuan: "Hmph."

[Sweetheart]: Which one do you like?

[Xiao Qiao]: Those who admire are not the ones who like you.

Sure enough, Shang Youxuan turned over happily, freed her hand that was being pressed all the time, and asked: Then do you want to see her?

Woman's heart, June's day!

She asked this on purpose, if Qiao Tong said she wanted to see her, then...she would not take off her vest on her own initiative!

But Qiao Tong said: I don't know.

[Sweetheart]: Why?

[Xiao Qiao]: You don't have to meet, let's go.

Shang Youxuan glanced at the time, the biological clock for sleeping has arrived.

[Sweetheart]: I'm sleepy.

[Xiao Qiao]: Then go to bed, it's late.Good night.

[Sweetheart]: Good night.

Qiao Tong suddenly felt that this conversation was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it at all.She was a little disappointed and thought: Why didn't Shang Youxuan ask her who the goddess is from the beginning to the end?Could it be that she doesn't really want to know about her hobbies?

she likes me?Qiao Tong raised her neck and stared at the wall lamp above her head.

He frowned again and thought: Does she not like me?

The phone buzzed, and Qiao Tong immediately took the phone, a beautiful smile on her lips.

[Sweetheart]: [Image]

[Sweetheart]: You are not allowed to be a screen saver or a background, otherwise I will make you look good, hum. [Pipi shrimp, Pipi shrimp, I know that Pipi shrimp, Pipi shrimp is dead.jpg]

In the photo, Shang Youxuan is casually lying on a snow-blue pillow, her chin is resting on an arm, her long curly hair is scattered around her side, she lazily opens her eyes to look at the camera, her eyebrows and eyes look extremely soft under the orange light, and she has a straight nose bridge Underneath is a mouth with the corners of the lips raised, and the smile is a bit wicked, a bit youthful.

Especially those captivating blue eyes were deep and beautiful, and the blurred eyes almost drowned Qiao Tong in them.

Her selfie is like a beautiful moment caught by someone who can't wait to capture it, which is completely different from Qiao Tong's previous "pretentious" pose.Taking a photo casually is all kinds of styles. If you want to say that this kind of person does not have a selfie in his mobile phone, unless the sun comes out from the west.

This is really true, thanks to the innate advantage - tall legs and long Yan Zheng, Shang Youxuan worked as a plane model for a period of time in high school, specializing in taking photos for fashion magazines, the camera sense is naturally not Qiao Tong This kind of amateur amateur level can catch up.

Qiao Tong looked at that photo for a long time, her heart became more and more restless, her blood vessels were throbbing, and she forcibly closed her eyes. Finally, she performed the hypnotic method of "counting from one to five, counting from five to one, controlling the eyeballs to keep looking straight ahead" Zhong barely fell asleep.

As a result, he had a sexual dream that night, his face was flushed in his sleep, and when he woke up in the morning, his bottom pants were cold, probably because he ejaculated in his dream.

He got up and took a shower, groomed, and opened the door of Olivia's room. The servant cleaned downstairs, and Qiao Tong and Qiao Mu Xiaoqing sat down for breakfast for the first time.

Qiao Tong: "Good morning, Mom and Dad."

Qiao Heng: "Good morning."

Mu Xiaoqing picked up the spoon in her hand, and Qiao Tong took it freely to serve herself with porridge, with tired eyes.

Having a dream all night is too hurtful!

Mu Xiaoqing worried: "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Qiao Tong said softly, "Yes."

Mu Xiaoqing: "You have woken up so early these two days, is it because you are not used to sleeping in the bed at home?"

Qiao Tong shook her head. It was hard to tell the truth, so she simply revealed it lightly: "No, there are some business matters to be dealt with."

Mu Xiaoqing said distressedly: "Didn't you just take over the company? Why can't you take a good rest on Sunday? What is the girl doing so desperately? Third brother, you can persuade her—"

Qiao Heng disapproved of Mu Xiaoqing, put down his chopsticks, raised his eyebrows and said earnestly: "When I was young, I wanted to work harder in my career. What's wrong with the girl? The only daughter in my Qiao family is Tongtong, and the group will inherit it sooner or later. , when the time comes, it will not be as busy as it is now."

Qiao Tong's eyes flickered slightly.

Qiao Heng recalled his glorious years, and his tone became serious, like most strict fathers: "I think when I graduated from university, I slept in the rented basement at night, and I had three meals a day with steamed buns and pickles, and then I drank water. To satisfy my hunger, my stomach growls when I go to bed at night. I have to run business for [-] hours a day. If my daughter is too tired to sit in the office and work overtime, why is she managing a company? She simply donates the property to charity .”

Mu Xiaoqing lost face in front of her daughter, and was not happy, so she slapped him on the arm: "I just said it casually, you are still out of breath."

"I was wrong." Qiao Heng smiled and shrank his neck, admitting his mistake with a good attitude.

But after admitting his mistake here, Qiao Heng turned his head and emphasized to Qiao Tong: "Career is the foundation of your life. Only with your own career can you have sufficient capital to do what you want to do, choose what you want Live your life. Don't be lazy."

Qiao Tong said seriously, "I know, Dad."

After breakfast, Qiao Tong walked over to Qiao Heng who was watching the financial news by the sofa. Qiao Heng took off his glasses and looked at her: "Do you want to tell me something?"

"Ah."

"Branch?"

"Yes."

Qiao Heng got up: "Then let's go to the study."

Mu Xiaoqing was born in a scholarly family in Bei City, while Qiao Heng was a poor boy from a rural background, so the relationship between the two was strongly opposed by Mu Xiaoqing's parents. In the end, Mu Xiaoqing broke with his parents and eloped with Qiao Heng .Qiao Heng also treated her very well. Except for the two years when she first started her business, she suffered a little bit of hardship. Later, when her life became rich, she never worried about it. Qiao Heng took care of her own business affairs. I don't know the price of one of my own stocks.

Seeing the two of them running to the study, Mu Xiaoqing knew that the two of them were going to discuss business matters.Yesterday I asked my aunt to learn a dim sum recipe, Mu Xiaoqing thought for a while, rolled up her sleeves lightly, put on an apron, and went to the kitchen to prepare ingredients.

The glutinous rice cakes are steamed white and soft, with mist lingering on them, like cute white fairies.

Mu Xiaoqing went upstairs with freshly baked snacks, and heard the faint voice of conversation inside.

"Since the company is in your hands, you don't have to worry so much. You can decide what you think is best for the company."

……

Mu Xiaoqing knocked on the door of the study with all her fingers, and Qiao Heng's majestic "Enter" came.Seeing that it was his wife, Qiao Heng quickly took a step forward, took it and handed it to Qiao Tong, and took Mu Xiaoqing's hand himself: "Sit down quickly."

Mu Xiaoqing said angrily, "I'm not made of paper, I'll fall down when the wind blows."

Qiao Heng said: "You are not much better than that paper, have you caught a cold and are so tired?"

Mu Xiaoqing said: "Good morning, can't you sleep with me every night?"

Feeling that she was emitting a hundred megabytes of light, Qiao Tong couldn't bear to look at it any longer. She picked up a piece of hot glutinous rice cake and put it in her mouth. She breathed and stepped back: "I'm going back to my room first."

So tired after all these years.

When she went out, she remembered that she hadn't seen Xiao Yang this morning, and she didn't even come out for breakfast, so she turned to the next door to the piano room on her way back to the room.

"Little Yang?"

dong dong dong-

"Little Yang?"

dong dong dong-

Bang Dang something rolling on the ground, and then the sound of messy and hasty footsteps.

The door was pulled open from the inside, and a rough head came out.Xiao Yang had obviously just been woken up, with a face made of noodles in clear soup and hair messed up like a doghouse, he looked at Qiao Tong for a moment, but his eyes seemed out of focus.

It makes people suspect that she fell asleep standing up!

It was a world of difference from the neatly made-up, professional-looking assistant in the past.

Xiao Yang had a cold face: "Does Xiao Qiao have any orders?"

Qiao Tong was inexplicably embarrassed: "See, you haven't eaten breakfast, come and have a look."

Xiao Yang continued with a cold face: "Is there anything else?"

Qiao Tong: "No, we will leave for the flower market at four o'clock in the afternoon."

Xiao Yang continued to be indifferent: "Okay, Mr. Qiao. Are you all right this time?"

"Gone."

Xiao Yang slammed the door shut.

Qiao Tong, who was thrown by an assistant outside the door with a gray nose, looked confused. She blinked, and checked with herself who hadn't slept enough and was woken up in her memory. Remembering the word "getting angry", she shook her head and smiled. Laughing, I went back to my room in a very happy mood.

The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to say good morning to Shang Youxuan.

[6:11 AM]

[Xiao Qiao]: Good morning.

[Sweetheart]: I'm going out for a run, I'll talk about it later.

[Xiao Qiao]: Okay, you go, I'll go wash up.

[Sweetheart]: Do you want to come with me?Isn't your Zhuangzi quite big?It's ten kilometers to run around.

ten kilometers……

Qiao Tong's leg hurts when she heard this, she is typical of limbs not working hard, not to mention exercising, middle school physical education classes are always avoided, the school leader and Qiao Heng have a good relationship, and they gave the special permission not to take physical education classes.

[Xiao Qiao]: No, you can go, I still go to the piano room to practice the piano, I haven't played for a long time and I'm rusty.

[Sweetheart]: OK, take a picture of your hands and show me later.

[Little Joe]: Good.

Afterwards, Shang Youxuan went for a run, and she didn't reply until nine o'clock. Qiao Tong couldn't resist sending her a WeChat message: "Are you... free today?"

After 10 minutes, Shang Youxuan replied: "I want to practice calligraphy at home, what's wrong?"

Qiao Tong impulsively wanted to say, "Why don't I go to your house?", but she held back after thinking about it. Shang Youxuan probably didn't like the progress so fast, and she probably had such thoughts in not letting Xiao Yang deliver to her door last time. .

She became depressed, lowered her head and twisted the hem of her clothes, and replied sullenly: "I'm going back in the afternoon."

[Sweetheart]: Back to the flower market?

[Little Joe]: Yes.

[Sweetheart]: What time is it?

[Xiao Qiao]: Four o'clock.

[Sweetheart]: Okay, I'm going to watch a play tonight.

It looks very cold!

[Xiao Qiao]: Are you alone?

[Sweetheart]: No, with a friend.

Qiao Tong felt as if a big stone was suddenly blocked in her heart, and pressed each word forcefully: "Qin Mu?"

Shang Youxuan said: "She doesn't like to watch this stuff, she is someone you don't know."

Qiao Tong's mouth shrunk, quite unhappy!

The phone was connected at this moment, and the three words written by Qiao Tong himself danced on the screen.

"Hello?" Qiao Tong puffed her cheeks and picked it up angrily.

There was silence for a while, and suddenly there was a teasing chuckle, the sound in my ears was more provocative than last night.

"Honey, are you angry?"

"I..." Qiao Tong's face was flushed red, and she couldn't help replaying the beautiful scene in her dream, she hurriedly supported the edge of the bed with her hands, and then she managed to kneel down on the spot without her legs becoming weak.

"Why are you still stuttering?" Shang Youxuan added dotingly, "It's so cute."