After cross-wearing with Xihua, I feel so fragrant

When Jiang Ke woke up in the morning, Qiu Anbai was still soundly asleep. As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see the appearance of the person in front of him and feel her breathing, which felt very attractive.

I don't know if she could sense Jiang Ke's gaze, Qiu Anbai's expression moved slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the shadows cast on her fair skin.

Jiang Ke unconsciously raised his hand, and stopped just before touching Qiu Anbai.

Qiu Anbai seemed to sense something, and frowned.

Jiang Ke stared at her for two seconds, then withdrew her hands that were frozen in the air, then she carefully lifted the quilt, and walked out of the room lightly.

When Qiu Anbai woke up, he touched the place beside him, it was cold.

Jiang Ke didn't know how much earlier he got up than her.

I don't know why I got up so early, Qiu's mother hasn't called her yet, which means it must not be past nine o'clock.

She rubbed her eyes, her thoughts were wandering, and her mind was not fully awake yet.

Opening the door, I ran into Qiu Zhe head-on.

When Qiu Zhe saw her, his expressionless face suddenly became disgusted: "Sister, at any rate, Sister Jiang Ke is still here, can you be a little more careful, you wake up later than a pig, you are so lazy, I am not afraid that she will not want you in the future." You are gone."

Qiu Anbai put down the hand rubbing her eyes all of a sudden, and the confusion on her face that had just woken up turned into annoyance. She stepped on Qiu Zhe's heel: "I've found out whether you can talk or not." , you didn't expect me to be better."

Qiu Zhe was kicked by Qiu Anbai and took a deep breath, and ran towards the living room with his feet in his arms.

Qiu Anbai rolled her eyes at his back, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After coming out, I saw three people sitting on the dining table, Father Qiu, Mother Qiu and Jiang Ke. On the table were rows of wrapped dumplings, stacked dumpling wrappers and a bowl of minced meat.

Jiang Ke's way of making dumplings is fast and beautiful, with his attention on his hands, and he can still chat with Qiu's mother.

"Hey, Xiaoke, you are amazing, your speed is almost catching up to me, and the bag looks good."

"It's okay, it's still worse than Auntie."

"It's good that you can do this. Auntie is practice makes perfect. I don't know how many years I have been making dumplings. Look at the guy next to me. He makes dumplings with me every year and now the dumplings still don't look good."

Qiu's mother boasted that Jiang Ke unconsciously picked up Qiu's father as a comparison, but Qiu's father was unwilling to listen and did not dare to talk too much, so he could only hide the dumpling in his hand.

Qiu Anbai, who was behind him, saw his little movements clearly, and couldn't help smiling.

After Qiu's mother finished making a dumpling, she turned her attention away from her hands, and immediately saw Qiu Anbai standing not far away.

"You're finally awake. You don't want to move until the sun shines on your buttocks. Look at Xiao Ke, she knows to come and help me when you wake up in the morning."

Qiu Anbai is almost used to his mother boasting Jiang Ke in front of him, and he is also almost used to the trend that his status is gradually reduced to that of Qiu Zheqiu's father.

She walked lazily to the dining table, opened a seat and sat down: "Mom, am I here to help? And."

Qiu An paused for a while, and glanced at Qiu Zhe who was lying on the sofa playing games: "Look at that guy, it doesn't help if he wakes up early."

Qiu's mother felt a headache when she looked at Qiu Zhe, maybe because of Qiu Zhe's comparison, her attitude towards Qiu Anbai was much better: "Don't follow him, make dumplings with your family, you know that guy What are you talking about? Don’t do it if you don’t pay.”

Qiu Zhe raised his head from the game at this time: "Mom, didn't I tell you too? The dumplings I made were not edible at all, they fell apart as soon as they were cooked, and every time you let me eat the ones I made myself, I sure don't want to do it!"

Seeing that Qiu Zhe went online, Qiu's mother became even more angry: "You can learn it if you do it a few more times! Don't make those messy excuses for yourself!"

"I'm a boy, why should I learn how to make dumplings?"

Hearing this, Qiu's mother was completely angry: "What did you say, little boy?! What do you mean? You mean that this job is what your mother, me and your sister should do, and you should sit there and play games as a matter of course." "

Qiu's mother dropped the dumpling wrapper in her hand, stood up and was about to rush towards Qiu Zhe.

This stance was to fight Qiu Zhe. Jiang Ke was a little panicked when he saw that the situation was wrong. After all, it was Qiu Anbai's family, and her position made her a little at a loss.

Jiang Ke could only try his best to hold Qiumu, so as not to make the scene more ugly.

Qiu Mu was pulled back to her senses by Jiang Ke, and realized that Jiang Ke was still here as a guest.

Qiu's mother took a deep breath and suppressed her emotions a little.

Qiu Zhe was also frightened by Qiu's mother's reaction. He put away his phone and ignored the game, his body was a little stiff.

Jiang Ke glanced at the dumplings on the table that he had arranged on a plate, and changed the topic in time: "Forget it, auntie, we've almost finished making dumplings, let Qiu Zhe try it next time."

Qiu's mother's lips moved, her brows frowned, apparently her breath hadn't stopped, Jiang Ke continued before she was about to speak: "Auntie, I've finished my portion, I'll cook these first, um, you like frying Or boil it? You can try my cooking, I cook pretty well, I eat your cooking every time, I am very embarrassed, how about I cook this meal?"

Qiu's mother was interrupted by her long series of words and completely forgot what she was going to say just now, and finally swallowed the words in a circle in her mouth, gave up pursuing Qiu Zhe's topic, and answered Jiang Ke's words.

"Oh, how can we let you cook in our house, no matter how you say it, we should let Fatty do it."

Qiu Anbai was also not happy to see Qiu's mother Qiu Zhe quarreling, seeing that Jiang Ke had stabilized the situation, he immediately answered Qiu's mother's words with a wink: "Yes, yes, I'll go, I'll go, I'll cook today All right?"

Qiu Anbai can be regarded as very well-behaved at this time, and she is also showing off Qiu's mother's face, and Qiu's mother's anger just now has disappeared a lot.

Qiu Anbai took the plate full of dumplings in front of Jiang Ke and slipped into the kitchen. After entering, as if remembering something, he pointed his head outside and asked, "Do you want fried or boiled?"

Qiu's mother was the first to answer: "I will eat boiled food with your father, Xiaoke, what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Ke is still not very good at dealing with this kind of family conflicts. After finally securing Qiu Mu on the seat, she felt that the atmosphere was still not very good. She just wanted to hide from Qiu Anbai: "I can do anything, I think I still Go help."

When Qiu's mother heard this, she wanted to pull Jiang Ke's hand.

Jiang Ke refused for a while, and continued without waiting for Qiu's mother to refute: "Auntie, I really want you to taste my craft, so let me have a chance to display it?"

Having said so much, it is a bit unreasonable to refuse, after all, it is considered Jiang Ke's kindness, Qiu Mu still gave her the steps, and waved to her: "Go, go."

Jiang Ke slipped into the kitchen smoothly, closed the door, and cut off the sound from outside.

Qiu Anbai was lighting the fire, saw Jiang Ke's figure, and said, "You came to help me?"

"No," Jiang Ke rolled up his sleeves and took her plate: "I'll be the main force for you."

Jiang Ke's craftsmanship is really good. Qiu Anbai eats it in the same way, but it feels different from Qiu's mother's cooking.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was pretty good, but the abnormal Qiumu didn't say much, she just praised Jiang Ke politely, then buried her head in eating dumplings without making a sound, and Qiu Zhe was even more silent.

Both Qiu Anbai and Jiang Ke could see that Qiu's mother was not very happy because of the quarrel with Qiu Zhe.

After dinner, Jiang Ke and Qiu Anbai went back to the room.

Qiu Anbai is also worried about the quarrel between Qiu's mother and Qiu Zhe.

"Tell me, is Qiu Zhe so ignorant that he could quarrel with my mother about such a thing. If it were me, I would have to show my attitude quickly and go coax him. I don't even want to put on a show."

Jiang Ke didn't know what to say. She felt that it was not okay to criticize anyone in her family in front of Qiu Anbai in her capacity.

Seeing that Jiang Ke didn't answer, Qiu Anbai tugged at her sleeve: "Why don't you speak?"

Jiang Ke saw that he couldn't escape, so he could only reluctantly say: "Your brother did something wrong, but he is still young, he just has a little bit of embarrassment, it will be fine when he grows up."

"Face is so important? Being young is not an excuse," Qiu Anbai collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling: "My mother didn't know how much she worried about him, and she was also worried about her puppy love before. I was afraid that it would be too much to cut them off directly and hurt the child's heart, so I kept sending me WeChat messages asking me what to do."

Qiu Anbai reached out for Jiang Ke, and pulled her down to lie down with him: "Don't look at my mother as if she has ideas about everything, she has a lot of thoughts in her heart."

Jiang Ke really didn't know that Qiu's mother had this side, but she followed Qiu's mother as Qiu Anbai to give gifts to Qiu Zhe's early love, and it can be seen that Qiu's mother really took care of the two. People's business, and did not take the child's mind as a joke.

Talking about this, Jiang Ke thought about Qiu Anbai confessing their affairs to Qiu's mother, did he also think about it for a long time?

"When you told your mother about the two of us, she..." Jiang Ke paused, not knowing what to ask.

Qiu Anbai knew what Jiang Ke was thinking as soon as she heard it: "She discussed it with my father for a long time. I slept very late that night, and I heard that the lights in their room were also turned off very late."

"Then we are quite worried about her."

"Well," Qiu Anbai turned around and put her arms around Jiang Ke's waist: "So, I want her to worry less."

Worry less.

These four words circled Jiang Ke's mind, and she couldn't help but think of the conversation with Qiu's mother last night. She agreed, and she had her own plan to confess to Jiang Yan.

So when should it be?

In fact, Qiu's mother has been paying attention to her and Qiu Anbai's situation. After all, it is special for two girls to be together, which inevitably makes Qiu's mother worry.

Then my own home should be the biggest worry.

Jiang Ke closed his eyes.

She had been thinking about this matter for a long time last night, and now her thoughts rushed to overwhelm her, it was a bit uncomfortable.