There is a wife at home

Guo Jingjing didn't explain why he suddenly asked for dinner. He Fanxing only knew that he didn't seem to be in a good mood when he made the phone call, so at night, he asked him again by saying the location.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Don't get up too early. If you want to sleep, sleep a little longer. Besides, it will take me an hour or two to get there from here. But don't be hungry. If you feel hungry, eat breakfast before going to bed. By the way, Why do you suddenly want to eat Western food, don’t you not like these?”

Guo Jingjing turned over on the bed with the mobile phone in hand, and said, "I don't like it." He felt like he couldn't get enough to eat.

He Fanxing smiled and said, "Eat it if you don't like it?"

Guo Jingjing didn't even think about it, so he said, "You can do as long as you like." Anyway, someone else will pay for you, and at worst, he can just eat a bowl of fried rice with eggs.

He Fanxing didn't know what was going on, but suddenly there was no sound. Guo Jingjing took the mobile phone from his ear, glanced at it, and it showed that the call was not hung up.

"Hello? Shouldn't you fall asleep?"

The latter sentence was said in a relatively low voice, probably for himself, but He Fanxing still heard it, and a deep laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"Didn't sleep, Ah Jing, go to bed early, and pick you up early tomorrow, good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Jingjing turned off the phone, threw it aside, tucked up the corner of the quilt, closed his eyes and murmured: "Didn't you say to come later, why did you change it to earlier..."

But in the end, Guo Jingjing still couldn't sleep on Sunday's lazy sleep. He didn't understand where Zhang Qi's energy came from in such a cold day. He came just after eight o'clock, and he was wearing strange clothes, standing Guo Jingjing stretched his hand into the quilt beside the bed and dragged him out of bed, "Brother, why do you like to sleep in so much? Your youth has let you sleep like this, what a waste!"

Guo Jingjing felt that he was being shivered by a pair of hands from hell, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he was startled by Zhang Qi's clothes.

Zhang Qi is wearing a black body suit today, a black tights, a black thin woolen jacket that reaches down to the calf, and a black scarf that hangs loosely around his neck. Looking at the exposed half of his chest, the heating effect is probably not very good The lower body is a pair of tight cropped jeans, the ankles are exposed, a pair of black boots are worn on the feet, and the hat on the head has a wide brim that can be used as a fan. The key point is that this person seems to have put on makeup, and the eyeliner is very deep , the eyelashes are long and curled, and the eyeballs are still dark green.

Guo Jingjing instantly thought that the person standing in front of him was not a younger brother, but a younger sister.

Zhang Qi saw that Guo Jingjing was looking at the clothes he was wearing. Knowing that he was an ignorant countryman, Zhang Qi raised his arm and turned it around deliberately. He raised his jaw like a peacock and asked Guo Jingjing: "How is it, brother?" , Is my outfit today particularly skinny and attractive? Do you think I look like a star? Let me tell you, I used to wear this when I was shopping in Shibuya, and scouts came to see me !"

Guo Jingjing didn't express any opinion, because he thought that Zhang Qi looked like a telegraph pole. The old man in the village described him as tall and thin, so he said he was like a telegraph pole. Yee couldn't be better.

Zhang Qi obviously didn't notice Guo Jingjing's strange eyes, he suddenly tugged at the clothes on his body, smoothed the wrinkles, and was very satisfied with his whole body.

After thinking about it, Guo Jingjing still asked, "Aren't you cold if you dress like this?"

Zhang Qi blinked and said, "It's cold, touch my hand, is it cold?"

Guo Jingjing looked down and didn't really touch it. He had already felt the "power" of those claws just now, just like popsicles, and said, "Why don't you wear more when it's cold? Do you want a cotton coat?" How about I lend you one."

"No." Zhang Qi immediately refused, "Wearing cotton clothes will wrinkle my clothes. The clothes must be straight, and they won't look good if they are wrinkled. In order to maintain my charm, it's nothing to be cold."

As Zhang Qi said, he proudly posed in a pose he thought was cool. Guo Jingjing turned around silently, pulled off the down pants and down jacket, and put them on in silence.

In my heart, I only have two words to evaluate Zhang Qi: sick.

Because of Zhang Qi, Zhang Qing specially bought some breakfast and put several of them on the big table. Zhang Qing smiled and said to Zhang Qi, "I don't know what you like to eat. I bought some soy milk and fried dough sticks."

Zhang Qi took a look at the plastic bag, frowned, and asked, "Why are there no sandwiches? You can also use slices of bread. These look greasy. Uncle, let me tell you, eating like this is not good for your health." Okay, fried food is junk food, uncle, why don’t you understand these things at your age.”

Zhang Qing lowered his head when he was told that Guo Jingjing had been quarreling with him all morning. He was still angry when he got up, so he took out a fried dough stick from one of the bags, stuffed it into Zhang Qi's mouth, and spit it out briefly and firmly. One word: "Eat!"

"Woo!" Zhang Qi was stuffed with oil, frowned, pinched the fried dough stick with his thumb and index finger, and took it out of his mouth with a look of disgust. He looked up at Guo Jingjing and wanted to complain. As soon as he opened his mouth, Guo Jing Jing cast a look over, Zhang Qi lowered his head and silently stuffed the fritters back into his mouth, took a small bite and chewed twice like chewing wax, his eyes lit up, and then he buried his head in eating, his mouth was too busy to talk nonsense .

After breakfast, Guo Jingjing came out to take out the trash, and Zhang Qi followed Guo Jingjing step by step, rubbing his belly and pouted and complained: "Brother, it's all your fault, I eat so much, look at me, I have a small belly." I have a belly, what if I become fat? Then I must be finished..."

Guo Jingjing almost wanted to stuff the trash in his mouth into his mouth, but luckily he knew that this person was his cousin, so he didn't really do that.

Fortunately, he still has the ability to be in a daze, take out the garbage in a daze, and walk in a daze. The key is that others can't see it, and he won't go the wrong way, and he won't fail to find the trash can, which is a semi-free state.

But also because of this, Zhang Qi, who was following behind him, suddenly ran out from behind him for some reason, and Guo Jingjing was knocked so staggered that he almost fell down.

Zhang Qi rushed in front of He Fanxing who came over at some time, bared his teeth and said to He Fanxing like an annoyed cat: "How could you treat me like that yesterday? Do you know that I alone have How scary! But if you apologize to me, I won't be mad at you..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Fanxing walked past him without looking at him, frowned and supported Guo Jingjing with a slightly ugly face and asked, "How is it? Did you hit something?"

Guo Jingjing shook his arm, He Fanxing immediately became nervous, but he raised his head and said to him, "It's all right."

He Fanxing felt that he would be scared to death by this person sooner or later, so he sighed helplessly, and said with a light smile, "It's fine."

Guo Jingjing turned his head to look at Zhang Qi. Zhang Qi stood there, his mouth bulging like it was about to explode at any moment. He turned his head and looked at He Fanxing. Kung Fu is too lazy to do.

"Aren't you going to eat? Do you want to invite your dad to come with you?" He Fanxing blinked at Guo Jingjing, yes, he just didn't like that kid.

Guo Jingjing didn't expect this person to have such a "childish" side. Although he didn't show it on his face, there was a light smile in his eyes, and he said as he walked, "If my dad doesn't go, it's just the three of us."

"=one?"

Guo Jingjing glanced at He Fanxing, stood still in front of Zhang Qi and said, "Yes, there is Zhang Qi."

He Fanxing glanced at Zhang Qi, and Zhang Qi quickly put his hand on Guo Jingjing's arm and said, "I want to have dinner with my brother, not you!"

If I had known it earlier, I would have called Zizhang. One was also a light bulb, and the other two were also light bulbs. He Fanxing was a bit self-defeating, thinking that Guo Jingjing looked at the time on He Fanxing's watch and said, "It's only after nine o'clock, sit down first." Go again later."

"Hey bro, let's...don't sit down, shall we? It will take time to drive there." Zhang Qi winked at Guo Jingjing.

Guo Jingjing said: "But now it used to be ten o'clock at the most. Do you have dinner at ten o'clock?"

Zhang Qi blamed Guo Jingjing for not being able to understand the wink, so he could only make excuses desperately.

"Today is the weekend, what if there are too many people in the restaurant? And you don't know, the food in the restaurant is very slow, and it will take at least half an hour for us to wait for it to be served."

Guo Jingjing knew that if he disagreed, Zhang Qi would have to pester him again, saying a lot, anyway, it's okay to go early, he nodded and said, "That's ok, I'll add some clothes."

Zhang Qi looked at Guo Jingjing, who was dressed like Popeye who ate spinach, and said with horror, "Brother, do you want to add more?"

Guo Jingjing didn't speak, but He Fanxing said: "If it's cold, wear a few more."

Guo Jingjing nodded, turned around and entered the room, Zhang Qi turned his head and glanced at He Fanxing, then looked at his clothes, thought for a while, and followed Guo Jingjing into the room.

He Fanxing frowned, his eyes were a little cold, Zhang Qing got out from nowhere, and said with a frown, "I hate him too!"

He Fanxing turned his head to look at Zhang Qing, and Zhang Qing said with an unhappy face: "I guess I was spoiled at home, so I can do whatever I want, say whatever I want, and don't care about other people's ideas at all. And I always love to pester Ah Jing, following wherever I go."

He Fanxing's eyes sank, Zhang Qing glanced at him, sighed, and said suddenly: "But Zhang Qi is Yu He's only son, and I heard that he is the only grandson in Japan, so I'm sure I love you." It’s because he’s been here for so long, his parents should miss him very much, right? Grandpa and grandma probably look forward to him going back every day, so no matter how much the child quarrels with his parents, he can’t run away from home. How worried."

He Fanxing lowered his head and took a deep look at Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, looking like "poor parents in the world, I'm worried about him".