Foolish Man

Peng Jiayao took advantage of Xiao Qi's standing by the closet inside, pulling people and leaving. Although Xiao Qi was thin and thin except for his head, he looked weak, but the look in his eyes today is scary. Maybe this person really suffers. Excited.

"Walk around, there will be no place after a while."

Although the wind at his feet obviously wanted to avoid Xiao Qi, Peng Jiayao was still very stubborn and made an excuse for himself.

As a result, the three of them were stunned when they opened the door, because a girl carrying a rice bucket was standing quietly at the door, and it seemed that she should have been standing for a while.

Even Peng Jiayao felt embarrassed at this moment, but in an instant, Peng Jiayao quickly walked away as though he hadn't seen anyone while the other side gave way.

Tao Le wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain it. Finally, Zhang Hai, who was eager to eat for nothing, was pushed and forced to leave.

Xiao Qi’s girlfriend, Ning Qian, they also knew each other. Although they hadn’t seen it before, they had seen it when they were outside or in the library.

Ning Qian is not particularly stunning, but she has the delicate beauty of Xiaojiabiyu. She looks like a spring breeze is blowing on her face, clean, fresh and gentle.

Some boys have even studied it in particular, and think that Ning Qian is very patience and gentle and restrained. At first glance, she is the kind of good wife who marries home.

Xiao Qi turned his head and saw Ning Qian standing at the door. He was inexplicably more bored. When the wardrobe door slapped, Xiao Qi walked a few steps toward the door to pull Peng Jiayao back and point to his nose to refute his speech about the green hat. .

But after walking two steps to the upper and lower bunks, Xiao Qi couldn't figure out why he wanted to do it.

This place is still an unfamiliar place to him. Now he has no tendons, no money, no power, and he must be the one who suffers if something happens suddenly.

Was Xiao Qi either counseled or troublesome, or was he inexplicably troublesome and unprofitable, just for the sake of someone else's girlfriend?

Xiao Qi raised his hand impatiently and pulled his hair a few times. He turned around and wanted to go back to the closet to get the clothes and continue to take a bath. The picture of standing still at the door.

It was time for dinner. There were a lot of people coming and going in the corridor. One by one saw Ning Qian and a girl standing at the door, and many people pretended to pass by and looked inside.

Xiao Qi photographed the Ning Qian that flashed in front of him, and replaced it with the heat-preserving rice bucket in the other's hand that he saw at a glance, and he felt much better now.

Xiao Qi turned around and put his hand on the door, "Standing at the door to be the door god? Wouldn't you come in obediently?"

Ning Qian looked up at Xiao Qi, her eyelashes were still a little moist, and Xiao Qi's heart trembled inexplicably.

"What to look at! Get out quickly, I will close the door if I don't come in again!"

It was said that the door was closed, but in fact it was pulling the person in with a strong arm, and then slammed the door shut, frightening those outside who were full of curiosity who wanted to watch the show tremble.

When Xiao Qi has a guilty conscience or confuses, he habitually shows his fierce side. It's like meeting a beast that is stronger than himself, but he has to bite the bullet and put up feathers on his neck and try to become himself Huge big cock.

This old problem originated from when he was still weak and could only get fierce. He didn't expect that after so many years, he would be scared to relapse when a little girl looked at it softly and wetly.

Xiao Qi returned to his senses and wanted to find a place to regain his senses. He emphasized that he hadn't counseled at all in that moment, and turned away impatiently. As a result, with a glimpse from the corner of his eye, he saw the rice bucket in the little girl's hand again.

Xiao Qi took a deep breath. Self-comfort is not a bastard. At any rate, his emotions eased a lot. "I'll help you clean up Peng Jiayao when he comes back. If your brain is sick, you should beat that fair-minded person in this situation. The man in the corner of Lao Tzu!"

Ning Qian wasn't angry with Peng Jiayao's words, but she was simply ashamed. Ning Qian has been a good girl since she was a child. This is the first time someone has said this.

And it’s not like Peng Jiayao who said that even the girls in her class always point to her, saying that she has a boyfriend and hooks up with other men, and there are some nasty things that Ning Qian doesn’t like. Dare to think about it.

Ning Qian didn't understand that she hadn't done anything, so she was somehow stopped by an unknown boy to confess in public, but she was the one who was scolded in the end.

If it hadn't been for Ning Qian now in her twenties, she had some resilience. When she was a teenager, she might have ran home aggrieved and uneasy to hide.

At this moment, I heard Xiao Qi say this, Ning Qian felt a lot better, but it had nothing to do with her feelings, just the kind of touch that she was wronged and suddenly someone next to her spoke for herself.

Ning Qian turned her head uncomfortably and rubbed her eyes with her fingers. When she raised her eyes to look at Xiao Qi, she felt that her boyfriend was not that bad.

Xiao Qi was frustrated by Ning Qian's glance. He couldn't say anything. He could only grab the insulated rice bucket in Ning Qian's hand with his neck, "I brought my dinner? How come I starve to death so late. NS."

If this complaint is put on someone else, he would definitely want to kill Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi is usually not so cheap, mainly because he feels that Ning Qianyi can’t bring him any benefits. Second, it’s not his own belongings and there is no need to be patient. .

Xiao Qi naturally didn't realize that he still had an idea to provoke Ning Qian with new anger without thinking about the nonsense that Peng Jiayao said just now.

To say that it is not impossible to get something from Ning Qian, but no matter how scumbag Xiao Qi is, he won't be able to make a fortune by deceiving a little girl.

"Hungry? My mother found out when I went home to cook the soup. I was dragged and questioned for a long time before I came out."

Fortunately, the insulation barrel is newly bought, and the insulation effect is the best time.

Ning Qian was not annoyed. She reached out and took the rice bucket again, turned and put it on the table next to Xiao Qi's bed, "Are you going to take a bath just now? Then you should wash it first. It won’t be cold."

Xiao Qi was still waiting to hear the follow-up that appeared in front of the "mother-in-law" from the side. Although he knew it was not him, was it his own body after all? I was curious.

As a result, Ning Qian had no follow-up immediately, and Xiao Qi also felt that there was no need to follow up. He glanced at the rice bucket on the table more, and thought to himself what brand the rice bucket was, and it didn't make anyone smell it. Woolen cloth?

Xiao Qi was not a polite person, and he didn't ask Ning Qian to sit or sit. She turned around and pulled her clothes, pants and underwear from the closet. Ning Qian accidentally caught a glimpse of the gray triangle-shaped fabric, and she quickly turned her face away, white and tender. His face was flushed.

Xiao Qi was keen on observation, not feeling ashamed, but found it funny. He flung his briefs on his index finger, sneered, closed the closet door and pulled the slippers into the bathroom.

The laughter clearly told Ning Qian that her embarrassment was seen by the other party, making Ning Qian more embarrassed.

Naturally, the bathroom door cannot have any good sound insulation effect. Xiao Qi took a hot bath inside. Outside Ning Qian was fidgeting, as if she had done something bad, her heart was pounding and her thinking was always stable. If I don’t come down, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.

Until the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Ning Qian patted her face, turned around and found that the quilt on Xiao Qi's bed was in a mess. She finally found something to do, bent over and smoothed the sheets smoothly.

Later, when I saw a mess of thin quilts, I wanted to ignore it, but there was a quilt on the flatness of the sheets. This shape made Ning Qian more uncomfortable looking at it, and finally folded it again.

When you have something to do, you won't be thinking about it. When Xiao Qi came out with her semi-damp hair, Ning Qian had recovered her normal mind.

"Come here to eat something, it will be cold for a while."

Xiao Qi didn't say a word, and rubbed the clothes three or two times to dry before he walked over to eat.

Ning Qian didn't care either. Xiao Qi didn't have any extra clothes. Ning Qian also knew about this. Every time she changed her clothes, if she didn't wash and dry as soon as possible, she would not have clean clothes to change the next day.

But I knew I knew that Ning Qian did not spend her own money to buy it for Xiao Qi. She bought it at the beginning, but the "Xiao Qi" at the time was very angry. She said she had a meal, and said that next time If you want to give him a gift, you can directly convert it into money.

No matter how good-tempered Ning Qian is, she will not use the money earned by her parents to give it to her boyfriend. After that, the relationship between the two tends to be flat. Occasionally, when "Xiao Qi" has no food to eat, Ning Qian will softly ask "Xiao Qi" "Eat for a while.

Xiao Qi sat on the edge of the bed with one leg directly on the thigh of the other leg, shaking comfortably, pinching his chopsticks and dialing the food, feeling satisfied, buried his head and started eating.

When I woke up at noon, I still felt weak and dizzy. Now I woke up and took a hot bath again, and Xiao Qi felt that he was relaxed all over.

Ning Qian was standing aside, not sitting on the bed in the dormitory, she stood by the door, waiting for Xiao Qi to finish her meal and take her rice bucket away.

Although the two of them had talked for more than a year, it was the first time for Ning Qian to stay in a small room together. This made Ning Qian a little uncomfortable, especially Xiao Qi at this moment always had an aura that made people unable to resist timidity. .

Xiao Qi has eaten up a bucket of rice, soup, and a dish of greens. The original "Xiao Qi" appetite is forced to be as small as a cat by the word "poor", but Xiao Qi is a little bit small. I didn't feel uncomfortable and stuffed everything I could eat in.

Well, it’s a bit uncomfortable to hold it up, but it’s fine to stand up and walk slowly for a while. After digestion, it’s always on yourself, not on others.

"Ning Qian, you said that our relationship is really not interesting, right? I'm really not a good person. In fact, I used to show your beauty and a dowry house for you. I talked to you, every month when I don’t have money to eat, I can still spend money on your meals, and I don’t have to spend money when I fall in love with you."

"But this time you took care of me like this, and my conscience suddenly found out, let's just break it off like this."

After burying himself, Xiao Qi was calm and calm. Anyway, he was not burying himself.

Xiao Qi felt that except for a little bit, he was good everywhere.

If Xiao Qi picks up another toothpick now, he puts down the bowl while rubbing his belly and throws his legs in the pose of a little girl, then the proper one is a scum hooligan.

The author has something to say: The big **** with fried hair Xiao Qi: Obviously I am an iron cock!

Ning Qian: ...the rogue chicken

#Today's hair is ruthless, is the tears of the future :)#

PS: The heroine is just a very ordinary little white rabbit with a good temper and a little bit soft. Well, in the future, the little white rabbit will bite the bullet and pretend to be a big white rabbit threatening people for Xiao Qi's scalp.

---The time selected for this article is 2002, because that time period was the time period when barefoot real estate developers emerged, and the "profession" of contractor also emerged like a bamboo shoot. Of course, some people say that this is the second time.

The first time should be in the past eight to nine years. At that time, it was generally a frontier or heavy industry area, which required a lot of investment in national construction.

But still the same sentence, the background is half-empty, and the salary is because I was still squatting in the village to play in the mud, so I don’t know much about it. I can only estimate it roughly. If there is an error, it will be treated as a regional difference between cities.