Online dating object is ex-husband [ABO]

From the toiletries placed in the bathroom, it can be seen that Qian Zhongyi is a straight A who lives a very rough life.

Shampoo, body wash, and other necessary supplies only have one flavor and one flavor; the facial cleanser is almost used up, and it is squeezed into a thin piece, and a new one is placed next to it, and I don’t know when it will be opened.There are several bottles of perfume, probably for social needs, and they are all used unevenly.

Zhou Qiyan thought distractedly while taking a bath: Qian Zhongyi himself is a person who doesn't care much about life, right?

The daily work is busy, and I don't care much about my own life, let alone my relationship-it's perfectly normal for omissions and poor care to occur.

Looking at this "home" that is not perfect but is very tidy, Zhou Qiyan can feel Qian Zhongyi's hard work and unwillingness to admit defeat.

——Without part-time workers and exquisite nightlife, so what?Life is one's own, who said that the CEO of a big company must be exquisite and out of the ordinary?

Thinking of this, Zhou Qiyan's heart became very soft.

After taking a shower and walking out of the bedroom, Qian Zhongyi had already made two servings of egg noodles, fried a few pieces of chicken, and heated up the tomato sauce.When Zhou Qiyan entered the kitchen wearing a big towel, Qian Zhongyi was throwing ingredients into the purple casserole, chanting while throwing ingredients.

"Goji berries... Goji berries..." Qian Zhongyi stretched out his hand, leaned on the cabinet to search, and finally found only a small bag, "It's over, there are only so many left."

"Then put it all in." Your little cutie Zhou Qiyan suddenly appeared, poked his head and looked into the pot curiously, "So you have to make soup every night?"

"Otherwise? Where do you think the stew you drink every day comes from?" Qian Zhongyi saw that the hair on Zhou Qiyan's forehead was dripping wet, and couldn't help but reach out to touch it, "Shampoo? Why don't you blow dry it. "

"I thought you asked your mother or someone else to do it... I didn't expect you to do it yourself." Zhou Qiyan slapped Qian Zhongyi's hand away, pouted, "Don't rub my head, you think you are tall Is it amazing?"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." Qian Zhongyi put down the things in his hand, turned the little cutie around, "I seem to have put the hair dryer in the cabinet, didn't you find it? I'll blow your hair first, don't worry." It's freezing, let's eat after blowing."

Qian Zhong took care of everything, personally helped Zhou Qiyan finish drying her hair, went to tidy up the tea table, and brought out egg noodles and fried chicken nuggets.

There is no separate dining table at home, and the two dine on the coffee table in the living room.

Before eating, Qian Zhongyi had to put the soup down and simmer for a while.He didn't care about the amount of water, he just used a large noodle bowl to catch the water, went down a few bowls of water, picked up a salt shaker, added a few spoonfuls of salt, closed the lid, and turned on the fire to stew the soup.

His movements are proficient and neat, and it can be seen that he has cooked a lot on weekdays.

Zhou Qiyan was pleasantly surprised by this, holding the noodle bowl and eating the noodles, she couldn't help but praise: "You are so good, the noodles are delicious, and you are also very fast and skillful in cooking."

"I often go home and make noodles by myself." The ex-wife's rare compliment made Qian Zhongyi a little embarrassed, "I said last time that I can cook, but you never believed me."

"Because there are no Alphas around me who can cook, I think it's very strange." Zhou Qiyan ate a bite of chicken nuggets and a mouthful of noodles, her cheeks puffed up, like a little hamster. They are not required to be able to cook, except for the basic use of kitchen utensils, they will not be able to cook and stir-fry.”

"You young masters from rich families, you have lived a prosperous life since childhood.

"It's different for me. I have learned how to cook noodles and things since elementary school."

"So small?" Swallowing the food in his mouth and taking another sip of the noodle soup, Zhou Qiyan let out a contented whimper, "Is there no one else to take care of you?"

"That's not true, it's because I dislike the bad food my mother cooks." Qian Zhong smiled, "That's why I often have small meals with my sister.

"At first my mother didn't find out, but then I tried to make Coca-Cola Chicken Wings, but failed, and my mother found out, she was so angry that she flew to Guangcheng immediately, and learned from a friend of hers for a long time-Lao Huo Tang's craftsmanship, That’s when I learned it too.”

Zhou Qiyan was so amused by the family's anecdotes that she covered her mouth and laughed straight away: "You guys are good or bad, how can you dislike the food cooked by your mother?

"It's a very happy thing if my mother is willing to cook for me. Like my mother, she is also the kind of person who can't cook."

Both Qian and Zhou were in a good mood tonight, and the chat went very smoothly.

Now that the conversation was all about family members, Qian Zhongyi boldly continued to inquire.

"Speaking of which, what kind of person is your mother?

"I, I know that my willfulness not only hurt you, but also your family members. I don't know what your mother's attitude is now? If I have a chance, I would like to apologize to her too. "

Zhou Qiyan's smile froze for a moment, and gradually disappeared.

"This... don't need it. My mother is a very free and easy person, and she doesn't communicate with me too much on weekdays; she doesn't know which beautiful island in the world is on vacation now, I think she should be Willing to be disturbed."

Qian Zhongyi: "That's it... okay."

"What about you?" Zhou Qiyan shook his head, not wanting to let the atmosphere down, and asked instead, "I often hear you talking about your mother, but what about your father? What is your father doing?"

"Ah, my dad?" Qian Zhongyi's tone was flat, "He has died of illness for several years."

Zhou Qiyan was stunned by the words: "Sick, died of illness? I'm sorry, I didn't know it was like this, I—"

"It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing we can't say." Qian Zhongyi waved his hand nonchalantly, "My dad died of illness because he had a lot of socializing in the early years and had high cholesterol.

"The year he left... I just went to college, right? My sister and I were adults, and the conditions at home were not bad at the time, so after my father left, my mother didn't have any burdens in life; because everyone in the family Mentally prepared, so it's not too sad."

Although Qian Zhongyi said it calmly, he still couldn't help sighing when he recalled the past.

"It was the year my father passed away that I got rid of my smoking and drinking problem—with my mother's urging.

"My mother is a very traditional woman, the kind who obeys many customs. She used to be just traditional and not superstitious; after my father passed away, she probably became more and more superstitious in metaphysics in order to find spiritual sustenance.

"The marriage between you and me was first begged by her. She took your horoscope and went to some master to calculate it. The master calculated that you are my destined marriage, so she tried a way to match us."

"That's it."

Zhou Qiyan remembered that Qian Zhongyi had explained this "misunderstanding" before, curled his lips, and said dissatisfied.

"However, this marriage was given to you, and you didn't want it.

"Aren't you the one who divorced quickly?"

"It's me, it's me." Qian Zhongyi scratched his head, lowered his head and admitted, "I... I was young and arrogant at that time, and I was not very sensible. At that time, I always thought that what others gave me was not the best. Find the best.

"Actually, according to this, I did nothing wrong, my mother did nothing wrong, and you did nothing wrong—everyone did nothing wrong."

Qian Zhongyi was afraid that after Zhou Qiyan heard these words, he would feel that he was shirking responsibility and then get angry, so he kept speaking in a quieter voice.

Zhou Qiyan was not angry, but just amused: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"...I'm telling the truth, don't you be angry?"

"Okay," Zhou Qiyan ate and drank with interest, "I'm not angry."

"Although I have made mistakes in my behavior, deliberately ignoring you, ignoring you with cold violence, and so on, I am completely naive and completely wrong, but my idea of ​​'what I find is the best' is correct.

"I did find the one I think is the best and the one I like the most. It's just a coincidence that you happen to be my ex-wife and the perfect marriage that my mother brought me."

As Qian Zhongyi talked, he was amused.

"Did you know that the friend recommendation algorithm of Yuanjian was changed by me in the first place.

"I tried it many times later, but I still can't figure out why the system recommended you to me—how did the system recommend you when both of us were labeled as untrue?

"You know, Yuanjian's users are counted in tens of millions; I don't understand, I really don't understand."

"Is it really just a coincidence?" Because everything was too coincidental, Zhou Qiyan couldn't figure it out, and subconsciously suspected, "Isn't it really planned by you? There are so many users of that software, you might not only add What about Xiaoqi?"

"I really can't plan this kind of thing." Qian Zhongyi pointed to the kitchen sink, "I'm not as sophisticated as you think, let alone a master of time management. Just look at my sink and bowls. , I’m definitely only you.”

"Hmph." Zhou Qiyan smiled, and arrogantly pushed the noodle bowl forward, "Then why don't you wash the dishes quickly? I'm going to bed."

"Alright, alright, young master, you can go to bed quickly." Qian Zhongyi stacked up the soup bowls, and glanced at the time on the wall clock, "It's almost three o'clock? You go to sleep, it's okay to say it. She was pregnant, and she would stay up all night without blinking her eyes.

"Wait, wait, let me swing the quilt for you."

Originally, after eating, I needed to take a rest before going to sleep, but Zhou Qiyan was really tired, and after finishing the quilt, she lay down sleepily and asked Qian Zhongyi to help turn off the lights and close the door.

Qian Zhongyi followed suit.

Lying on the big bed full of ex-husband's pheromone smell, Zhou Qiyan's whole mind was in a mess.

On the one hand, due to exhaustion, he had to close his eyes to rest his brain that had been spinning rapidly all night, and seized the time to relax his body that had been tense for most of the day before dawn.On the other hand, he both likes and doesn't adapt to the big bed under him.

The pillow is the breath of Qian Zhongyi, the bed sheet is the mattress, and the quilt is also.Sleeping in such a big bed, Zhou Qiyan had the illusion of being hugged and slept by the jerk ex-husband.

Because of his pregnancy, his pheromone concentration has been soaring upwards, and his whole body has become particularly sensitive to smells; such a sleeping environment really made him blush, heartbeat, and shy.

But...he actually liked it. Alpha's pheromones have a soothing effect on Omega during pregnancy. This feeling of being wrapped only makes Zhou Qiyan feel safe all over her body.

Squinting and squinting, Zhou Qiyan finally got used to the big bed full of Qian Zhongyi's scent, her thoughts gradually drifted away, and she wanted to fall asleep completely.

However, when there was still a little bit of consciousness remaining, Zhou Qiyan felt that the door of the bedroom was opened!