Strategies for flirting through books

Qi Liangqin returned to the bedroom with the paper bag.Yan Songwei asked: "What did the elder brother call you?"

"Return the clothes."

Yan Songwei took a look: "Throw it in the laundry basket."

Qi Liangqin nodded, carrying a paper bag into the bathroom.As expected, the bathroom was carpeted. He took out the clothes from the paper bag, lowered his head, pursed the corners of his mouth, and finally picked it up between his nose and smelled it.

It seems that after wearing it for a while, it also has the smell of Yan Bozong.

His behavior seemed a little dirty.But he couldn't control this desire, he was probably like Qi Liangqin in the book, a very obscene person.

After he put the clothes in the laundry basket, he came out and saw Yan Songwei lying down again: "It's time for lunch soon, are you still sleeping?"

"You guys eat, I won't eat, I have no appetite."

Yan Songwei was really tired after being drunk and injured these days.Qi Liangqin came out of the room and went into the kitchen to help Aunt Chun cook.

"Look at you, here we come again," Aunt Chun said with a smile, "I heard from the old lady that during the time I was away, the family didn't hire a part-time worker, and you took care of it all by yourself?"

Qi Liangqin said with a smile: "Anyway, I have nothing to do at home. My mother will give me pocket money occasionally. If I don't do something, I still feel weird."

"You are from the Yan family. The old lady gives you pocket money. That's because she loves you. It should be. It's just that you are so capable. Why do you want me, a bad old woman, in this family?"

"This family can't do without you. During the days when you were away, although I took care of your work, what I could do did not satisfy everyone."

"I saw the old lady praised you for your ability."

"That's the old lady protecting my shortcomings, and she doesn't ask too much of me. But after those days, I didn't improve much in my skills, but I know Aunt Chun's hard work. Although these tasks look easy, they are trivial and tiring. "

Aunt Chun smiled and said: "Yes, men go to work outside, thinking that housewives just cook and take care of their children every day to enjoy the happiness. In fact, they will know this housework by themselves after a few days at home. It's the most trivial and tiring. But you'd better go out and rest, don't take my job."

Qi Liangqin smiled: "Then I'm going out, Aunt Chun has worked hard."

Aunt Chun was cutting cucumbers, so she handed him a slice.Qi Liangqin opened his mouth to take it, and went back to the room after eating.

Yan Songwei was already sound asleep. He sat quietly at the desk, turned on the computer and surfed the Internet for a while, watched entertainment gossip, then clicked on the recruitment website and browsed for fun.

A sense of crisis is still necessary. Although food, clothing and housing are free now, all his savings have been given to Tan Qingqing. Although he has a house, it is a dead thing, no matter how valuable it is, he can’t use it to live. Keep an eye on the work.I used to tell the old lady that he wanted to go to work, but the old lady turned him down and suggested that he go to college, probably because she didn't want him to go out to work.This is a society based on diplomas. Now he only has a technical secondary school degree. It is not easy to find a job that an old lady can appreciate. Right now, he can only stay at home.

I don't know if there is a job that can make money by staying at home without going out.He browsed for a while, and sure enough, he found one.

There is a shopping website that recruits copywriters, and you can get five yuan for writing a copy of four or five hundred.

Although the money is small, if you can write a dozen articles a day, you can earn more than 1000 a month.He has a lot of free time, so he can give it a try.

So he contacted the recruiter, who sent him a few sample drafts and told him how to write.

It turned out that the other party sent him pictures, usually four to five pictures of a piece of clothing, and then he wrote an advertisement of four to five hundred words based on these pictures. , wearing such a cool yet elegant floral dress, it seems that the whole person is as fresh and moving as spring flowers." This kind of incomprehensible, but seemingly beautiful description does not need logic or truth. Just hang the picture on the side and describe the style and color of the whole dress in detail.

The purpose is one word: praise!

Qi Liangqin felt that he was competent.He used to go to school, and he was good at liberal arts, and he often got full marks in his composition in high school.Although I chose science later, and I also studied science in university, I should have some literature skills.

So he tried to write an article, but within half an hour, he wrote more than 500 words and sent it to the other party.

In less than a minute, the other party sent him an ok expression, and then sent him 1 advertising tasks, which had to be delivered within three days.The other party asked for his payment account number, and just as he was about to get up, five yuan had already been called from the other side.

Although it is small, it adds up.

"Xiaoqi, Songwei, it's time to eat." Aunt Chun outside knocked on the door, Qi Liangqin responded, and turned to look at Yan Songwei on the bed, Yan Songwei was sound asleep, not disturbed at all.

He arrived at the table where they were already sitting.Qi Liangqin greeted and sat down opposite Yan Bozong.He was always unable to face Yan Bozong calmly, probably because he had desires in his heart, so he was ashamed, so he tried not to look up.

"Where is Song Wei?"

"He's sleeping. I'll make some for him when he gets up."

"There's so much blood, he needs to be mended."

Qi Liangqin looked at the old lady and said, "Then let me see if there are any blood supplements. I will go to the supermarket to buy some in the afternoon and make soup for Song Wei."

The old lady Yan nodded and said, "My man, you hurt yourself."

Qi Liangqin felt ashamed, his eyes met Yan Bozong who was opposite him, he pursed his lips as if he didn't see anything.He felt that Yan Bozong's eyes had a penetrating look. Before, everyone didn't know about it, and he was very good at pretending to be virtuous. Now, someone knows that he and Yan Songwei are married in a fake manner. If he plays a show and shows his affection, he will feel the embarrassment of being seen through in a circus.

Would Yan Bozong think he was a liar?

Qi Liangqin couldn't look directly at Yan Bozong, and didn't look at Yan Bozong again during the whole dinner.

The Yan family will not leave immediately after eating, and they will drink some tea and eat some melons and fruits to talk.Aunt Chun brought a plate of watermelon, cut into small pieces, Qi Liang Qin handed a piece to both the old lady and Yan Yuan as usual, but deliberately ignored Yan Bozong.

You must know that in the past, his ultimate purpose of passing food to everyone was to pass it to Yan Bozong in the end.Probably because he has developed a habit, Yan Bozong leaned on the chair with his hands in his trouser pockets, and when he saw Qi Liangqin handing over the watermelon to the old lady and Yan Yuan, he took his hand out of his trouser pockets, ready to take his share.

Normally, Qi Liangqin would look at him with some inexplicable emotions, and then hand him the things, and he would say thank you lightly, but after getting used to it, he didn't even say thank you, I am afraid that I will be too raw and make my family suspicious.

But Qi Liangqin handed over the old lady and Yan Yuan, took a piece, but ate it himself.

Yan Bozong stopped in the air with his habitually outstretched hand. He looked at Qi Liangqin, but Qi Liangqin lowered his head slightly and gnawed on the watermelon.

What's going on with this Qi Liangqin, who started acting again?I just gave him underwear, and now I'm born?Is this playing hard to get?Since I kissed him last night, could it be that nothing happened?

Yan Bozong's eyes couldn't help looking at Qi Liangqin's lips, fresh and tender, full of youthful breath, the petal-like lips were dyed more rosy by watermelon juice.He would think that last night, it was this lip that kissed him. Such lips, even without red wine, probably have a sweet taste, and with watermelon juice, they are probably even sweeter.

Yan Bozong felt a little irritable, and stood up without eating the watermelon, but Qi Liangqin had already finished eating one piece, and went to get another one.Yan Bozong said: "Eat less too, you just had enough."

What he said seemed to be concerned, "Eating too much watermelon just after a full meal is not good for your health", but the tone was mocking, with a hint of "you are too greedy".

Qi Liangqin had already got a piece of watermelon, but he put it back in embarrassment.The old lady Yan said: "What's the point of such a small piece of watermelon? It's okay to eat. This watermelon is sweet and fresh. Boss won't eat a piece?"

Hearing this, Qi Liang Qin immediately took a piece and handed it over: "Brother."

Looking at the piece of watermelon in Qi Liangqin's hand, Yan Bozong felt embarrassed for some reason.

It took him about a second to consider whether to pick it up or not. It seemed that it was wrong to pick it up, and it was wrong not to pick it up. Others might not be able to see the subtlety in it, but Qi Liangqin, who handed him the watermelon, probably knew.

Yan Bozong finally reached out to take it and took a bite. The old lady asked, "Is it sweet?"

Yan Bozong let out a "hmm", and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Sweet."