Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 947 Fireworks

Yue Qingqing temporarily lived in the garden house, but the source of the news was not closed.

In addition to reading some local forums on the Internet every day, Jiang Jingze also bought all the newspapers from outside.

She soon found out what happened to Qu Shun, the man who sold the clips of the show.

It is said that not only have to compensate for the losses of many previous program groups, but also dig out more privacy and accept the pointers of others.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as betrayal.

But Yue Qingqing didn't feel soft-hearted.

When the other party leaked other people's privacy, they didn't expect the consequences.

Maybe he is complacent and feels that he can make money by taking advantage of his position.

However, after all this happened to me, I could really understand how much harm I had caused to others.

"Qingqing, it's time to eat."

There was a sound from outside, Yue Qingqing put down the newspaper and went out, and saw Jiang Jingze wearing an apron.

The apron is sky blue, but it doesn't look out of place when worn on a man.

On the contrary, there is an inexplicable cuteness.

"It smells so good." Yue Qingqing walked over and took the plate from Jiang Jingze very smoothly.

There is already a tacit understanding of the family between the two, as if they have cooperated countless times.

Take the bowls and chopsticks, serve the rice, and sit at the table.

Such a pyrotechnic atmosphere made Jiang Jingze unknowingly stunned.

There is an inexplicable warm current in my heart, repeatedly stirring in my chest.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Yue Qingqing came over to untie Jiang Jingze's apron.

It is the solution to hugging the man from the front and wrapping his hands around his back.

Jiang Jingze froze when he felt the girl wrapping around his waist.

like weathered stone.

Yue Qingqing keenly felt the changes in Jiang Jingze's muscles, and couldn't help but roll her eyes with a smile.

"Fool."

Just when Yue Qingqing untied her apron and was about to leave, she was suddenly hugged by a man.

"Qingqing."

"Ok?"

"Qingqing." Jiang Jingze's arms became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to use this method to confirm her existence.

It seems that only in this way, the picture in front of me will not be my own illusion.

Yue Qingqing was wrapped in the arms of the man, with her cheek pressed against the man's chest.

The hot breath rushed towards the face, and the fast-paced heartbeat was like a drumbeat.

It reminded her of the mood of the person in front of her.

Yue Qingqing just let the other party hug her, and after a while she smiled and said: "The food is getting cold."

Only then did Jiang Jingze slowly let go, watching Yue Qingqing hang up the apron and sit opposite.

I don't know why, but this scene is obviously what I have been looking forward to for a long time.

But it seems a little unreal.

It seemed that being able to look at her, hug her, and dine with her like this was originally just a luxury.

This feeling is really too strange.

Jiang Jingze lowered his head, although Qingqing lived here because of bad things and to get rid of the media.

But he couldn't help being inexplicably happy in his heart.

Such a self seems a bit despicable.

Yue Qingqing looked at Jiang Jingze's ever-changing expression, and picked up vegetables for him with chopsticks.

"What are you thinking? Eat quickly."

Jiang Jingze put the dish into his mouth while looking at the girl.

Yue Qingqing found out that Jiang Jingze was always a bit worried about gain and loss when facing her.

Usually things happen for a reason, but she doesn't quite understand the other person's mood.

Like an old wound, even though the surface has healed, the body will still instinctively bounce off when others touch it inadvertently.

Yue Qingqing looked at the delicious dishes on the table, thinking silently in her heart.

No matter what the reason is, fortunately, she can accompany him for the rest of her life.

Until the wound is healed and faded by time, until it disappears.

(End of this chapter)