Chapter 23 My Waist......

The weekend is coming to an end, and on Sunday night, after running to the recording studio with Liu Qianqian for two days, Wang Zihao returned to the rental house in Hedong.

Liu Qianqian sent him back, driving the Red Princess, but the driver was Wang Zihao.

Through the long corridor, Wang Zihao stopped in front of a door.

This apartment building is similar in style to the school dormitory building, with apartments on both sides of the corridor.

After Wang Zihao opened the door with the key, he turned on the light with a "click".

Liu Qianqian behind, seeing the lights turned on, couldn't wait to get in and looked at the apartment: "It's a bit shabby, but it's better than living in a school dormitory."

This apartment was originally full of lingering sadness, but because of Liu Qianqian's arrival, it seemed to have been washed away, leaving only a faint fragrance in the air.

Wang Zihao put the keys and backpack on the small cabinet at the door, then walked to the water dispenser next to the computer table and the dining table, and wanted to get Liu Qianqian a glass of water to drink.

But beside the drinking fountain, he was a little embarrassed. He looked curiously at Liu Qianqian who was standing at the door of the bedroom, and wanted to go in and have a look, and said, "Sister Qianqian, there is no disposable cup, why don't I get you a bowl of water to drink?"

"No need." Liu Qianqian was not thirsty and refused.

Just after refusing, she suddenly turned around and said, "Do you have a water glass yourself? Just use your water glass to drink."

Wang Zihao's body was inexplicably hot. This girl didn't know that she had fallen into a tiger's mouth, and she was still frantically testing her.

At Liu Qianqian's house, the environment was unfamiliar, and there was a live-in nanny downstairs, so even if he was alone with Liu Qianqian, even if he drank, Wang Zihao could restrain himself.

And here.

It was so familiar, the pictures of his ex-girlfriend swaying in vain kept appearing in front of his eyes, with great temptation, as if silently encouraging him to commit a crime.

"This is not good, take the bowl." Wang Zihao went to look for the bowl.

"Stop drinking!" Liu Qianqian finally found the light switch in the room, and turned it on with a snap.

The bedroom is very small, only one bed can be placed, and it is not easy to put a table.

Wang Zihao had no choice but to pour out all the water in his water glass, then fetch some water from the water dispenser, rinse it, and then fill it with water to give to Liu Qianqian who was rummaging through his things in the room.

Regardless of whether he agrees with it or not, she is acting as if she is his girlfriend anyway.

Fortunately, she didn't look through the bottom drawer of the bedside cabinet, which contained unused boxes from his ex-girlfriend.

"How long do you plan to live here?" While drinking water, Liu Qianqian walked out of the bedroom and asked Wang Zihao in front of her.

"I don't know yet. I'll move when I make money." Wang Zihao also doesn't want to live here, isn't it nice to live in the spacious house at home?
A mortgage of [-] a month... Renting a house like that in Jinhu Mansion costs about [-] a month.

In this way, he also spent extra money to rent this dilapidated apartment.

It hurts to think about it.

"There's no kitchen. Are you using the sink as a stove for cooking?" At the bathroom door, Liu Qianqian looked at the induction cooker and pots and pans on the sink and asked Wang Zihao.

"Well, that's how thousands of ordinary office workers come here." Wang Zihao picked up the lid of the pot standing aside and put it on the pot.

Looking at the bag of noodles on the kitchen shelf, Liu Qianqian remembered what her girlfriend said the day before yesterday when she was chatting with her.

She said that she went to live in a house rented by her boyfriend for the first time, and the boyfriend kept it to death, so she would eat it next time.

Then I posted two animations, one of the buckle and the other of eating, which made Liu Qianqian blush.

"Zihao, I'm hungry." Liu Qianqian said with a blushing face.

Wang Zihao was puzzled: "Before you came, didn't you say you had dinner?"

"I...I want to eat noodles." Liu Qianqian pointed to the noodles on the kitchen shelf.

"Do you really want to eat?" Wang Zihao picked up the noodles on the kitchen shelf.

"En." Liu Qianqian was a little excited: "A few mouthfuls are enough, not too much."

Wang Zihao had no choice but to wash the dishes and let her eat.

The noodles are very light, no chopped green onion, no lean meat, only one vegetable and two eggs.

Liu Qianqian was so happy that she took photos and videos of the whole process, and finally selected a few photos and secretly sent them to Moments behind Wang Zihao's back.

For a meal, eat for 3 minutes and take pictures for half an hour.

Wang Zihao, who was sitting by the side, was speechless when he saw Liu Qianqian was so busy.

Just as he was about to speak, he received a message from Ma Tengfei: "Damn it, big news!"

"What news?" Wang Zihao asked.

Later, Wang Zihao received a screenshot from Ma Tengfei, with text and pictures.

Clicking on it, I don't know whose Moments dynamic screenshot, the picture makes him feel a little familiar.

"Haohao, do you see what's coming?" Wang Zihao received another message from Ma Tengfei.

"I'll take a look again." Wang Zihao clicked on the screenshot again and looked carefully. He didn't realize it until he looked at the little head portrait.

Isn't this Liu Qianqian's account? She posted it on Moments?

"Have you posted to Moments?" Wang Zihao withdrew, asked Liu Qianqian, and went to open Moments.

"That's right." Liu Qianqian put down her phone and concentrated on eating noodles.

After opening Moments, Wang Zihao had black lines when he saw Liu Qianqian's news.

"It's the first time I came to my boyfriend's house, and my boyfriend will give me something to eat." Below the text, there are a group of "food" photos, the noodles he made, taken from various angles.

Not to mention, Liu Qianqian's photography skills are superb.

An ordinary bowl of noodles was photographed by her with a "beautiful" feeling.

It is full of color, fragrance and taste, and one of them is steaming with mist, like a celestial being, like a delicacy in a heavenly palace.

Wang Zihao was about to continue talking to Liu Qianqian, when his good buddy Ma Tengfei sent another message: "Haohao, you really can't see anything, right? This is a circle of friends posted by Teacher Liu. The study committee is a friend of Teacher Liu , she broke the big news in the small group. Teacher Liu is in love..."

What the hell, Wang Zihao wanted to say, the boyfriend you thought Teacher Liu was, was me, chatting with you.

"How old is Teacher Liu, isn't it normal to be in a relationship? No fuss, I'll be busy first, and we'll talk when I have time." Wang Zihao sent his buddies away.

A film and television city.

While taking a bath, Xu Siqian was playing with her mobile phone when she suddenly swiped into her best friend's circle of friends.

"Huh?" Looking at the dynamics of her best friend's circle of friends, she felt a little familiar.

The familiarity comes from the noodle bowl, and the chopsticks.

Thinking about it carefully, Xu Siqian suddenly realized that it was very similar to the bowls and chopsticks in the rented house of her ex-boyfriend.

Is this kind of tableware so popular in Junsha City?

"How many layers of meaning does this... have?" Xu Siqian commented on the dynamics of her girlfriend's circle of friends.

After the circle of friends was posted, within a few minutes, Liu Qianqian saw all kinds of likes and comments under the latest news.

Well, save a lot of trouble later.

Most of the likes and comments on this dynamic are women.

Of the opposite sex, not many.

In the past, most of the people who liked and commented on her posts were of the opposite sex.

"Hurry up and finish eating, don't just play with your phone." Wang Zihao couldn't bear Liu Qianqian a little bit, if it was winter, this bowl of noodles would have been too cold to eat.

"I can't eat anymore." Liu Qianqian rubbed his belly.

"Unpalatable?" Wang Zihao asked.

"No, it's delicious, it's just... I have a small appetite." Liu Qianqian lied again and again.

"Let's leave it if you can't eat it." Wang Zihao didn't expose Liu Qianqian's lie.

"There are only two bites left, do you want to eat?" Liu Qianqian pushed the bowl towards Wang Zihao.

Wang Zihao waved his hands quickly: "I just finished eating at home, and I'm still full, I can't eat."

"You dislike me for eating leftovers?" Liu Qianqian said unhappily.

Wang Zihao nodded: "You discovered all of this."

Liu Qianqian pouted her small mouth, her red lips were bright and moving.

Wang Zihao was indifferent, if he ate the remaining half bowl of noodles, Liu Qianqian would probably pounce on him the next moment and fight with him.

At that time, whether she will return tonight or not is still unknown.

I confirmed my relationship with my ex-girlfriend online, and I didn't meet him on the first day.

The next day we met, after dinner and watching a movie, without any warning, the ex-girlfriend took him to the hotel.

When he took a shower before the war, he thought his ex-girlfriend was an old hand.

After taking a bath, I didn't expect my ex-girlfriend to be a rookie, the kind who is both rookie and playful.

"Zihao, I have registered a company. After Sister Lan comes back tomorrow, I will go with her to find the company's office location. From now on, you come to work in my company." Wang Zihao brought the bowls and chopsticks to the sink, and Liu Qianqian followed behind him.

"No!" Wang Zihao didn't even ask what the job title was or how much the salary was, and directly refused.

He is capable at the front desk, but has no future.

He also felt that he was incompetent for other positions.

Most importantly, he didn't want to be a badass.

Liu Qianqian obviously had plans, so she recruited him without asking what he would do.

"Then sign a contract with me and become my music creator of Qianqian Culture. You don't need to do anything, and you will get a basic salary." Liu Qianqian begged.

But sister Yu is a lolita, she can act like a baby when she has her own opinions, pure and active, Wang Zihao feels that this girl is more and more scary.

"In a few months, I will definitely be fired by you, and I won't be able to write any songs." Wang Zihao said.

"It doesn't matter, it will be written sooner or later. I won't rush you. Nine arch bridge poems are enough for me for a year." Liu Qianqian said aloud.

She didn't believe what Wang Zihao said. His so-called inability to write songs may be because he is too demanding of himself.

Like the nine pieces of Arch Bridge, he felt that they were rubbish and burned the scores.

Hey, thinking about it this way, there is indeed a problem with this little man's aesthetics, otherwise how could he keep avoiding himself.

Liu Qianqian felt that she had a deeper understanding of Wang Zihao.

"You come to me a year later, and I can't write, so I'll close the pen." Wang Zihao still rejected Liu Qianqian's kindness, and returned to the small living room.

"I'm not going back tonight!" Liu Qianqian folded her arms across her chest, there was no sofa in the small living room, she sat on the computer desk with her butt half stretched, turned her head and looked to the side, annoyed.

She couldn't coax him, so she let him coax her.

Wang Zihao frowned, as if he saw his ex-girlfriend sitting on it, trying to open up the road to immortality with him.

Although it didn't get through in the end, it was better than getting through.

"I don't even have a sofa, only a bed." Wang Zihao said: "It's getting late, go back, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"No!" Sitting halfway on the table, Liu Qianqian's long legs looked even longer, with a short skirt and short sleeves, and a baseball cap on her head. She looked youthful and invincible.

A sunny and sporty girl, full of vitality, fresh and natural.

"Okay, okay, I'll write. I've run out of nine arch bridge songs, so there must be other songs for you." Wang Zihao walked over and pulled Liu Qianqian off the table: "Go downstairs, I'll take you to the car."

Liu Qianqian smiled immediately: "Then I'll bring the contract over in two days."

"Let's talk about it, wait until I go back on the weekend." Wang Zihao said perfunctorily, I will not sign any contract, for fear that you will sell me.

Liu Qianqian took her bag, and while going out with Wang Zihao, she asked, "Zihao, what do you work for and how much is your salary?"

"Do you think I'll still be fooled?" Wang Zihao refused to answer. He was too vigilant before, and Liu Qianqian tricked him out of his home address.

Liu Qianqian smiled slightly, but didn't care too much.

Not long after, the two went downstairs to the Red Princess.

There is no underground garage in the community, and the cars are all parked on the ground, and they can be parked at will, as long as they do not block the road.

"Don't drive too fast on the road." Wang Zihao instructed.

"Wait, I have something for you." Liu Qianqian didn't get into the car immediately, ran to the back of the car, and opened the trunk.

Many supercars do not have a trunk in the actual sense, only a few have a little extra space, which is used as a trunk.

But this trunk has very little space, and putting a backpack almost reaches the limit.

Liu Qianqian took out a handbag from the trunk, which contained a beautiful box.

ten kilometers away.

In a certain villa.

"Where is my belt? Wife, the belt I brought back from Gaul last time is still unused, why can't I find it?" The middle-aged man rummaged through the box and scratched his head.

(End of this chapter)

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