Small transparent live room

"Why are you so careless." Jiang Fengyue frowned, took her hand and put it under the faucet to clean the wound carefully.

Qin Yun was very close to her at this moment, and he could see her serious expression when he tilted his head slightly. Jiang Fengyue's long hair was casually tied behind his head, and the lines of his jaw interlaced in a sharp arc in the air. Pursing her lips, she changed her smiling face just now, revealing a somewhat unapproachable look.But, it's nice to watch.

"Do you have povidone iodine and band-aids at home?" Jiang Fengyue cleaned the wound on Qin Yun's fingertips, turned her head and asked, just in time to meet Qin Yun's bewildered eyes, she raised her chin frivolously, blinked and teased : "Am I so good-looking?"

Qin Yun averted his eyes in a panic, quickly withdrew his fingers, and fled the narrow kitchen with chaotic steps, "Yes, I, I can just get it myself."

"Hey, you haven't said whether I look good or not." Jiang Fengyue persistently asked behind her.

Qin Yun staggered and almost tripped over the kitchen threshold.

Jiang Fengyue leaned against the edge of the marble table and looked at Qin Yun's leaving back with interest, rubbed her chin and smiled inscrutablely.It had been a long time since she had met such a woman who was easily startled, she was not too young next year, and she was still as timid and flustered as a student who had just left school.

It is undeniable that Qin Yun's appearance is quite to Jiang Fengyue's appetite. It is not particularly amazing strong facial features, gentle brows, not aggressive. Not Jiang Fengyue's favorite type.Jiang Fengyue likes women who are passionate and unrestrained. They are straightforward when they are together, and they break up neatly.Someone like Qin Yun is too easy to be serious, and he likes to dig into horns. Who would want to get into such a trouble for nothing.

But...Jiang Fengyue thought about it, not being a lover, but being a friend is pretty good, at least she and Qin Yun are more comfortable together than ever before.

Qin Yun ran out of the kitchen in a panic and hid in the bedroom. His heart was beating wildly and he couldn't calm down for a long time.Jiang Fengyue's touch still remained on her fingers, which were very cold, and there seemed to be a layer of hard calluses on her fingertips. Obviously such a touch should have faded long ago, but her fingers were as hot as if they were about to burn.

what happened?calm!calm.Qin Yun clenched his fists and took several deep breaths, finally calmed down, bandaged his fingers with medicine, patted his cheek, walked out as if nothing had happened, and re-entered the kitchen.All kinds of vegetables and meat on the chopping board had been cut and neatly stacked, and Jiang Fengyue was lighting the fire and pouring oil to prepare the vegetables.

"Did you apply the medicine?" Jiang Fengyue asked while testing the temperature in the pot with his hand.

"Yes." Qin Yun stepped forward to grab the spatula from Jiang Fengyue's hand, "You are a guest, let me come."

"Don't, you just cut off your hand, and if you splash it with oil and burn it later, then I will be a sinner." Jiang Fengyue stopped Qin Yun, turned around, Qin Yun smiled when he saw it.

Jiang Fengyue was wearing her spare apron, which was given away during discounted events at the supermarket, and a childish little yellow duck pattern was crudely printed on it. The key point was that the ducks were cross-eyed, mixed with Jiang Fengyue's apron. Qin Yun laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Jiang Fengyue looked down at herself, smiled too, put her hands on her hips helplessly, and said to herself, "Who told you that this is the only apron left in your house."

"It's pretty." Qin Yun suppressed a smile and boasted perfunctorily.

"..." Jiang Fengyue sighed helplessly holding the spatula, "Thank you."

"I'm serious..." Qin Yun couldn't hold back his laughter again.

"That's right, hurry up and get out, I'll see my sister show you something today." Jiang Fengyue pushed Qin Yun's shoulder and pushed her out.

"Hey hey!" Qin Yun questioned at the kitchen door, "Can you do it?"

Although Jiang Fengyue's swordsman looks like that, but she really doesn't look like a cook, so Qin Yun is not at ease no matter what he thinks.

"You look down on people, don't you?" Jiang Fengyue raised the spatula, "Just wait."

Jiang Fengyue's cooking skills were indeed good, or even better than Qin Yun's. No matter the color, aroma or presentation of the dishes, it made people's index fingers twitch. Qin Yun took a sip, and then ate two big bowls of rice with these dishes.

"How is it? Is the taste as good as your old eyes?" Jiang Fengyue asked intentionally while holding a bowl.

Qin Yun wiped his mouth embarrassingly, and smiled, "It's so delicious, even better than my mother's cooking." She slumped on the chair and patted her belly, only to remember that Jiang Fengyue was so beautiful. , I actually forgot to take a photo, and immediately became annoyed, "I was so busy eating, I forgot to take a photo!"

Jiang Feng was delighted, "I'll do it for you next time." She thought Qin Yun was a dull, shy and honest person, but she didn't expect this girl to be quite funny.

After eating, Jiang Fengyue lingered at Qin Yun's house for a while before coming out. After coming out, her depressed mood was swept away, and even the symptoms of physical pain were relieved a lot. She was so happy that she hummed a little song and went back to her room. residence.

As soon as Jiang Fengyue left, Qin Yun's house became deserted again in an instant, and it gradually started to get dark. Qin Yun guessed that it was time to code, so he picked up his laptop and began to prepare the code again.

"Do you also write novels?"

The words Jiang Fengyue said in the afternoon suddenly popped into Qin Yun's mind, her forehead twitched, she didn't understand why Jiang Fengyue used "also". Could it be that Jiang Fengyue also writes novels?

As soon as this idea came to her mind, Qin Yun shook her head and denied it. Based on her attitude when she talked about online novels in the afternoon, how could she also be a writer of online novels, probably some friend of hers was writing them.Thinking of the afternoon, Qin Yun had lingering fears in his heart. Fortunately, Jiang Fengyue didn't ask further questions. After writing for so many years, he still looks like this. Qin Yun has no face to let others know.

But... Qin Yun looked at his finger covered with a Band-Aid, and thought to himself, Jiang Fengyue's hand is really beautiful, the palm is very thin, the fingers are longer than his own, and the nails on all ten fingers are trimmed smooth and round. The nail cap is a light pink, revealing a healthy luster.Thinking of the scene where such beautiful hands held his hand a few hours ago, Qin Yun's face felt a little hot again.

Ahhh!Don't think about it!Write and write!Qin Yun shook his head and settled down to prepare for the code words.Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the word, her mother's urging call came.

"Xiao Yun, how is that boy?"

Qin Yun bit the bullet and hesitated, "It's, it's okay."

"Really? Mom thinks it's good too!" Qin's mother was very happy, and said while the iron was hot: "You guys go out for a walk more when you have time, do you hear me? Then find a similar time to get the certificate. It takes a big rock to fall to the ground!"

"No, Mom, I just met someone, so why did it get to the point? Don't you think it's too soon?" Qin Yun has 12 things to do with his mother, as if she is afraid that she won't be able to get married, but He pushed himself out vigorously.

"What's so fast?" Qin's mother's tone became unhappy in an instant, "You used to be so young, the child was two years old, take a look at you? Now it's too late after you don't give birth, you know? Mom is for your own good !"

Qin Yun grabbed the phone tightly, endured the dissatisfaction in his heart, finally couldn't hold it back, and said to her mother, "The boys may not like me, and it's useless if you are anxious."

"Who said that? Xiao Zhang told me all about it. He praised you for being beautiful and polite, and said he would keep in touch with you in the future!"

"..." Qin Yun pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, "Let's talk about it, I still have something to do, so I'll hang up."

As his own mother, Qin Yun really has nothing to do.And that Zhang Zikai is really too, the whole meal was so embarrassing, he still said it was good?What's wrong with this is.

Qin Yun was so annoyed that he lost even the mood of typing. He turned on the computer for a long time and stared blankly, and finally searched for an old movie online to watch.

Jiang Fengyue glanced at the time. It had been more than half an hour overtime, and the little anchor still hadn't come online.She became a habit of listening to that person's live broadcast. Without the quiet background music in the live broadcast room of that person, she felt as if something was missing in her heart. She lost her inspiration for a while, and after holding back for a long time, she choked out hundreds of words. Deleted everything again.

what happened?I got sick?Or was there an accident at home?Jiang Fengyue scratched her head for a while, then simply clicked on the anchor's column to find her latest update.

The little anchor is updating the article with a vague literary name. He has written more than 30 words, no more than ten comments, and only a dozen favorites.Jiang Fengyue clicked on the latest chapter, and left a comment in the comment area: [Don't be lazy, go back to the live broadcast. ]

Left and right didn't have the inspiration to write an article tonight. After posting this comment, Jiang Fengyue searched for a movie at random, and lightly dropped a few words on Weibo: [Today is busy, update is suspended. ]

Refresh again, and the Weibo is full of wailing.

[Ah, Jiang Da, I want to send you the blade, you wait! ]

[Jiang Da, why are you like this!The one who sent the blades takes me!I want to send a fruit knife! ]

[Send fruit knife +1]

[Send fruit knife +2]

[Send fruit knife + ID number]

[......]

The next comment about sending knives stacked several floors in the middle of the building, Jiang Fengyue smiled, and thought of Qin Yun again.Qin Yun seems to be a fan of "Jiang Feng Yuhuo" too?I don't know if she will appear under the comments and do such boring things as formation.

It turned out that I could meet live fans in my lifetime, and she was such an introverted and shy girl.Jiang Fengyue looked at the daily swearing and obscene jokes in her book review section and Weibo, and would get angry at the slightest disagreement. She thought that the people who read her books were all wretched men. Unexpectedly, the first fan she met was Such a woman is very different from her impression of fans.

So when it comes to the Internet, it really puts a layer of protection on everyone, so you can't tell if it's true or not.

Let's talk about Qin Yun's side. After watching a movie, it was almost time for Jiang Feng Yuhuo to post regularly every day. She clicked on Favorites, moved the mouse to the refresh button, and was ready to go.The clock jumped to the hour, Qin Yun quickly clicked the refresh button, today's page was refreshed faster than usual, Qin Yun pulled down the page to the latest update...

Not even?

Qin Yun thought he didn't have a good grasp of time, so he checked it several times, no, no, still no.There are also many people in the comment area asking why it hasn’t been updated yet, and someone who knows the answer replied: [You haven’t read Jiangda’s Weibo?Not updated today. ]

Qin Yun immediately opened Weibo, and sure enough, there was a reminder of special concern.No update... She put down her phone in disappointment, propped her head and absently opened the front desk of her article.

What's this! ?Qin Yun noticed with sharp eyes that there was a new comment in the few comment areas, which was to urge the live broadcast.

Qin Yun suddenly became excited. There was only one person who would watch her live broadcast, and that was Xinyue Junxi. Even though this comment was unregistered, Qin Yun could guess who it was.

So it's not that no one is watching, Qin Yun thought, as long as there is one person, that's enough.

She immediately put on her writing vest and replied to that comment: [Sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, so I can't write any more. ]

After posting this sentence, Qin Yun went to take a shower. After coming out, he refreshed the screen habitually, and found that there was a new reply to the unregistered comment.

[Oh]

There was only one word, which was very similar to Xinyue Junxi's usual silence, Qin Yun couldn't help thinking about what kind of person Xinyue Junxi was.

Probably also a guy who is not good at talking, Qin Yun smiled, and she is not good at communicating with people, even with the only audience, two similar guys get together and chat The sky can be cold.

[Good night. ] Qin Yun thought about it and replied with another comment.

Although I don't know each other, it's nice to have such a distant friend.

Qin Yun lay on the bed and closed his eyes. The phone vibrated. She took it over and saw that it was a text message from Jiang Fengyue, "Good night, have a good dream."

She smiled, feeling warm in her heart, and replied, "Good night, you too."