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Driving over the speed limit, he was stopped by the traffic police and fined 200 yuan and six points. Said it was the rule.There's no way, Jiang Fengyue accepted the ticket honestly, like a good baby, Qin Yun was teased by her just now, seeing Jiang Fengyue's cowardice now, couldn't help turning his face away and covering his mouth and laughing .

"Comrade traffic police, can I go?" Jiang Fengyue raised her eyebrows and asked, raising the ticket in her hand.

"Let's go, remember to go to the traffic police brigade to accept the punishment." The traffic police reminded.

Jiang Fengyue pressed the ticket to her lips and kissed it, then blew a kiss and blinked her right eye playfully, "Don't worry, I won't forget it."

The young traffic policeman had a suspicious blush on his dark face from the sun and rain. He lowered his head and let Jiang Fengyue go without saying a word.

Jiang Fengyue pressed her forehead and sighed annoyedly after driving a long distance, "What a brain."

Qin Yun gloated, "I made you violate the traffic rules, you deserve it."

Jiang Fengyue made a face at her, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Qin Yun, even you bullied me—"

For a mature and capable woman, it's not against harmony at all to speak in such a coquettish and drawn-out manner. Compared to before, she seems a bit more intimate, so Qin Yun secretly felt that the relationship between himself and Jiang Fengyue became closer after this trivial matter. He sighed a little, and a little bit of imperceptible joy rose, accidentally revealing a little bit from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Fengyue glanced at Qin Yun's slightly opened mouth from the rearview mirror, and smiled.

The last time Qin Yun said that he lived in Building [-], Jiang Fengyue still remembered that when he entered the community, he drove the car directly to Building [-]. Qin Yun unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, stood beside the car and bent over to face Jiang Fengyue. Thank you: "Miss Jiang, thank you for sending me back."

Jiang Fengyue leaned on the car window with her left hand, propped her forehead and glanced over intentionally or unintentionally, "I told you, just call me Ayue."

The long and narrow eyes looked at Qin Yun with half-squinted eyes, his eyes fluttered, his tone seemed to be joking, but there was a little more emotion in his eyes, Qin Yun's heart beat a little faster, and he sneered, "I'm really sorry, I forgot it for a while."

"What's there to apologize for?" Jiang Fengyue laughed, opening and closing her mouth either thank you or sorry, is this girl too tired to live?

"Uh..." Qin Yun was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to continue, he laughed a few times and stood where he was.

Jiang Fengyue looked up to the fifteenth building, pointed to a certain floor upstairs and asked, "Ayun, do you live on the seventh floor?"

Qin Yun's eyes widened, and he asked back in surprise, "How do you know?"

Jiang Fengyue pointed to the white sweater she was wearing with a smile, "The one you are wearing is the same style as the one hanging on the balcony on the seventh floor, but different colors."

Qin Yun looked down at himself and scratched his head in embarrassment.She bought this dress last year, buy one get one free when changing seasons, and the material is comfortable to wear, so she bought two at once and wears them often. I didn't expect Jiang Fengyue to look unreasonable, but she is actually very careful, observing such small details arrive.

Jiang Fengyue felt that she had reminded her clearly enough, but she didn't expect Qin Yun to be so clueless, so she shook her head helplessly, and sighed: "Ah Yun, am I so annoying?"

Why did you suddenly say that about yourself?Could it be that I said something wrong again?Qin Yun thought about it, but didn't realize that what he said was inappropriate, so he could only look at Jiang Fengyue suspiciously.

Jiang Fengyue said: "It's all downstairs at your house, don't you invite me to sit up?"

Few people in Qin Yun's family would be guests, so he never thought about it. Hearing what Jiang Fengyue said, he suddenly realized, and said awkwardly: "I live alone, and the house may be a little messy."

"It's okay, I live alone, and the house is messy." Jiang Fengyue got out of the car, walked up to Qin Yun, and looked at her with a smile, "We are so destined to be friends, we are both in the same community, There is no harm in walking around. How do you say that? Going out and relying on friends, Ah Yun, don’t you think so?”

"Then...then go up." Qin Yun swiped the key card to open the public door on the first floor, and invited Jiang Fengyue to come in together.

On the seventh floor, Qin Yun opened the anti-theft door of his house and changed into his slippers. Remembering that her house doesn't come often, and only prepared a pair of slippers for himself, he said to Jiang Fengyue in embarrassment, "Just come in directly." , don’t need to change your shoes.”

"Wouldn't it just be stepping on the dirty floor?"

"It's okay, I'll just mop the floor later." Qin Yun looked away and brushed his hair uncomfortably, "There is only a pair of slippers at home..."

Jiang Fengyue smiled knowingly, took off her shoes and walked in barefoot, "That's so troublesome, anyway, it's not cold in summer, and bare feet are even cooler." She was originally wearing a pair of flat sandals, and she walked into the Qin Dynasty barefoot. In the Yun family, well-maintained toenails are meticulously painted with a layer of wine-red nail polish, which makes the feet white and delicate. Qin Yun looked at his old jeans and David coat, and realized for the first time that it was perfect from head to toe. women really exist.

Qin Yun's house is not tidy, and it is not as messy as she said. It is a small house with one bedroom and one living room. Standing at the entrance can sweep the whole house.Jiang Fengyue looked around casually, and the most intuitive feeling was that Qin Yun really loved reading.

TV cabinets, coffee tables, sofas, wherever you can get your hands on, there are one or two books scattered, some are closed, some are turned upside down when a certain page is turned, some look very new, and some have been turned over a lot Even the pages of the book have a layer of rough edges.

Jiang Fengyue casually picked up an open book on the sofa. This book had been read many times, and the edges of the book were all curled up. She turned to the cover and looked, amused, this is not her Is it the dark history that I wrote in my early years?Didn't expect anyone to watch it now.

"Bring it!" Qin Yun found a book in Jiang Fengyue's hand, blushed, and quickly snatched it up and hugged it in his arms.

"Do you like Jiang Feng Yuhuo?" Jiang Fengyue asked playfully.

Qin Yun was surprised and said, "You also know about Jiang Fengyuhuo?" She looked Jiang Fengyue up and down, but no matter how she looked at it, she didn't think she would be the kind of person who reads online novels. A woman with Jiang Fengyue's temperament should hold it in her hand. An original foreign language book as thick as a dictionary, sitting gracefully by the sunny window in a cozy and warm afternoon, flipping through a page of the book carefully, and then taking a sip of unsweetened coffee... No Should it be like this?

Qin Yun had heard his mature and sexy female boss despise online novels more than once, and belittled her favorite Jiang Feng Yuhuo as worthless. After all, he was the boss, so Qin Yun couldn't argue with her, so he had no choice but to When you see this female boss, you will take a detour, if you can't afford to be provoked, you can hide, out of sight and out of mind.

"Oh, I heard from a friend. Isn't her name very similar to mine? I just paid attention to it." Jiang Fengyue shrugged nonchalantly and sat down.

She didn't say that Qin Yun hadn't noticed yet, but after she said it, she realized that it was true. The first two words were the same. It's a pity that Jiang Fengyue should look down on online novels, otherwise Qin Yun really wanted to recommend her favorite Jiang Da's book to her. .

"The one in your hand is the first book she wrote, right?" Jiang Fengyue said, "I've read this book a few times, and it's really not a good work to force myself to express my worries about new words."

"You... how could you say that!" Qin Yun raised her voice with her eyes puffed up. She fell in love with Jiang Feng Yuhuo just because of the book in her hand. She couldn't hear anyone saying bad things about Jiang Feng Yuhuo, even if it was just a shortcoming. , angrily yelled at Jiang Fengyue, "Although Jiang Da writes online novels, his realm is no worse than that of the so-called literary masters. You only glanced at his books briefly, why do you say that? "

Jiang Fengyue couldn't help laughing. She knew how much she weighed. It was the first time she met a fan in her life and compared herself to a writer. She blushed when she heard that, and quickly changed the subject with a dry cough, "Ah Yun, I'm hungry."

"Ah?" Someone belittled his favorite Da Da, Qin Yun immediately exploded Mao, who knew that Mao was only halfway through the explosion, the person who caused the trouble stopped fighting with him, and looked up at him innocently, rubbing his stomach, Qin Yun for a moment At a loss.

"Then, then I'll cook for you." Qin Yun was not a man who would be unreasonable and unforgiving, and he almost never blushed with others.Usually, when someone said bad things about Jiang Feng Yuhuo, she just blocked her ears and refused to listen. At most, she would not associate with that person in the future. She had never directly lost her temper with others like today.It was probably because she and Jiang Fengyue got along so well that Qin Yun even forgot that they had known each other for less than three days.

Jiang Fengyue raised his eyebrows, and asked in disbelief, "You can cook?"

"I will." Qin Yun glanced at the time. It was 04:30 in the afternoon, and it was time for dinner. He took out the ingredients for dinner from the refrigerator and began to wash vegetables and cook.

"Let me help you." Jiang Fengyue also followed into the kitchen to help wash the vegetables.

The kitchen knife tapped regularly and quickly on the chopping board. Seeing Qin Yun's knife skills in cutting vegetables, it was not as "a little bit" as she said.

When Qin Yun was doing something, he was extremely focused and devoted himself to it. His eyes were fixed on the chopping board, and he quickly forgot that there was a customer beside him.

There was no air conditioner in the kitchen, and the temperature was a bit high. Jiang Fengyue felt a little strange when she saw the sweat streaming down Qin Yun's forehead.

She has been called "Great God" and "Great God" on the Internet for a long time, and she didn't feel too deeply. It was the first time she saw a live fan in real life. According to the Internet, she was probably a "brain fan". This feeling is new and interesting.

Maybe the relationship on the Internet is not as fake as I imagined, Jiang Fengyue thought while washing the vegetables, and then remembered the little anchor in the live broadcast room that she had listened to for several years, Qin Yun's voice really resembled that anchor.

"Do you also write novels?" Jiang Fengyue asked suddenly.

Qin Yun was cutting green onions when Jiang Fengyue said suddenly, she thought her novel writing had been exposed, she was startled when she heard it, the kitchen knife was slightly turned back, and a cut was made on her index finger, blood flowed out all at once.