Ordinary but not simple

Liao Xiaojiang was woken up by the alarm clock after a nap, reluctantly moved on the bed, turned over, accidentally hit the person next to him, got up in shock, saw who was sleeping next to him, and suddenly remembered the matter of delivering water at noon , breathed a sigh of relief, got up and changed clothes, and was about to go out, but the water delivery worker who slept with him seemed to have noticed something, rubbed his eyes, and woke up to find himself lying on the bed of someone he didn't know.

Hearing the voice, Liao Xiaojiang turned his head to look, "It's just right," he put on his tie, and reached out to the bed to pull him up, "I'm going to work, can you leave by yourself?"

The waterman nodded.

With an immature face, it should be a good age for studying.Liao Xiaojiang's heart ached, "What's your name? How old are you?"

The water delivery worker had no intention of Huaiyuan, "My name is Gu Ke, and I am 30 years old."

"What?" Liao Xiaojiang opened his mouth in surprise.

Seeing his reaction, Gu Ke felt a little inferior, "Water delivery worker is a new job I just found this week." Self, who had accomplished nothing, said, "I'm causing you trouble."

"No," Liao Xiaojiang was surprised not by his job, but by his appearance, "You look 17 years old at most." With a thin body, a pretty baby face, and extremely white skin, "It's really different from others, so angry. Dead man." At the same age, but it gives a completely different feeling to outsiders.

Gu Ke didn't know what to say, picked up the empty bucket, "Well, thank you," bowed to him.

"It's okay," Liao Xiaojiang went out with him, "I'm going to work this way, you can do your work."

"Thank you," Gu Ke put the empty bucket on the back of his delivery motorcycle, turned the handle, and before leaving, he did not forget to say goodbye to this kind man.

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Song Wenxi thought that if she left earlier for the lunch incident, there would be no troubles in the future. As a result, Song Wenxi's public class was like sitting on pins and needles. Standing, sitting, and facing away, she couldn't erase those fiery gazes, and it was crowded. There are more girls without makeup than usual, and there are more good-looking boys than usual. The most exaggerated thing is that there are some students who bring their own benches, trying to squeeze the class.

Girls aside, why do boys want to join in the trouble?The tense atmosphere seemed to cut off Song Wenxi's elegant mask, "Next, let's watch the slideshow," as in the shoemaking technique, the movements are very light, and the fingertips are as gentle as jumping.

Perhaps Song Wenxi will never know that her own charm comes from the habits she has cultivated since she was a child, such as royal blood, so noble that as long as she touches something with her own hands, it will become very valuable.

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Liang Hanwen rushed home after a busy afternoon. He was relieved to see no one from Qiu Chenyu. He went to the bedroom to take a shower, changed into loose clothes, and came to the kitchen to prepare dinner comfortably. The so-called warm man and good husband, That is Liang Hanwen's appearance, the material foundation is not the best, he has a place to live, has a basic income, is single-minded, gentle, diligent in housework, cooks delicious food, is not easy to get angry, and is considerate.

Liang Hanwen worked for a while, looked up at the wall clock in the living room, "I'm almost back." Covered the eggplant casserole, set a low fire, and walked to the entrance.

Qiu Chenyu opened the door after a while, walked in, and saw his lover standing in the hallway, not to mention how warm this scene is, "Chinese..."

He leaned over with a pout, and Liang Hanwen hugged him happily, "Tired?"

"Hmm..." Qiu Chenyu lazily agreed.

"Then go to bed early tonight," Liang Hanwen hugged the princess, and when he passed by the sofa, he put his laptop on the sofa, "Didn't you rest at noon?" Seeing that he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes.

"I have a rest, but I can't sleep much." Qiu Chenyu became pampered, not like a man, he was so cute, "Han Wen," put his arms around his neck, "Did you stay at home obediently when I was not at home?" ah?"

"You must be good." Even though Liang Hanwen was tired from working all afternoon, he still pretended that nothing had happened, with a radiant look, "What's wrong? Are you worried that I will run away while you're not around?"

Of course Qiu Chenyu was worried, he has a dark history, "Han Wen, I might have to go home for a few days," looked at him worriedly, "You are at home alone, will you occasionally go to Song Wenxi?"

"It will definitely be, but Tadashiro will go with me," Liang Hanwen immediately drew his black face, "Honey, I'm just going to play with Xiao Nuo."

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, but when he mentions it, Qiu Chenyu gets angry, "If you're a good man, why do you want a divorce?"

Hearing his sour tone, Liang Hanwen let him sit on the chair in the living room, but he still refused to let him go, "I still have eggplant and salted fish stewed in my pot."

"If you can meet less, then you should meet less," said Qiu Chenyu just didn't like them meeting.

Liang Hanwen knew that he was still thinking about the university, "Okay," kissing him, "Can I go serve the food?"

"Well," Qiu Chenyu let go and watched him go to the kitchen, "Honey," this kind of scene will happen as long as I am at home.

Liang Hanwen looked over, "Huh?"

Qiu Chenyu smiled softly, because he was very happy with him by his side.

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Song Wenxi took Song Qinuo home and Song Qinuo didn't make much trouble. When Song Wenxi praised Song Qinuo in her heart for being good, Song Qinuo's longing eyes couldn't hide her expectation for Song Wenxi, which put Song Wenxi under pressure. Big, but not really showing.Rubbed Song Qinuo's hair, after dinner, watched cartoons with him for a while, took a bath together, and carried him to the bedroom to rest.

Before turning off the lights, Song Wenxi took a second look at her son's sweet sleeping face, "It's so cute," she couldn't help pinching him, pulling the quilt up, "Good night," she left his bedroom, came to the study, and lifted the cover. Looking at the white cloth on the leather that I purchased, I selected a piece, put it on the iron plate, and pressed it with the abrasive tool. A cutting knife with a slanted edge, according to the shape of the abrasive tool, pierced into the leather piece, and slammed it hard. After making such a knife, after confirming the opening, the knife will be sharpened more smoothly.

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