She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 271 My family likes glutinous rice balls

After simply washing up and coming down from the stairs, Lin Qingyou looked up and saw He Xiangyang lying on the dining table watching a TV series with his butt pouted.

"Good morning, Sister Qingyou." He Xiangyang greeted her with a smile and waved his claws when he heard the movement on the stairs.

"Morning." Lin Qingyou rubbed her eyes and walked over.

She didn't see Cheng Xu and Liang Jidong, and she seemed to be still asleep. After all, the two were the main force in the fight last night, so they must have been very tired.

Seeing He Xiangyang's serious expression, Lin Qingyou couldn't help asking: "What are you looking at?"

He Xiangyang clicked on his cell phone and said, "I'm watching dramas. This year's new hit drama is called "Wild Love with the Evil Wolf Dog Demon Lord"."

Huh?
The name sounds a little familiar.

Lin Qingyou thought for a while, then said with an ah, "Huang, Huangfu Overlord?"

"Eh?" He Xiangyang raised his head, his eyes lit up, "Sister Qingyou, do you also watch this drama?"

Lin Qingyou: "I didn't read it. I heard it from my classmates. I heard it was a sadomasochistic story."

"Yeah, I'm almost at the end, I'm being tortured to death." He Xiangyang said, his finger clicked on the screen again, and he muttered again.

"The saddest thing in the world is not that I love you, you love him, and he loves me, but after waiting [-] seconds for the commercial, I suddenly realize that I have already watched this episode."

"What app did you use to watch it?" Lin Qingyou poked his head over to look at the screen of his mobile phone, just in time to see the advertisement of New Oriental Chef.

New Oriental’s new spokesperson wears a chef’s tall hat, holds the pot with his left hand and the spoon with his right hand with a confident face, and reads the advertising lines in a tone of “Jiangnan leather factory has closed down”——Learn to be a chef, New Oriental, New Oriental is really nice place.

While counting the countdown to the advertisement, He Xiangyang replied, "Xiangzhou Wanju Tong."

"Ah, I have its members." Lin Qingyou said.

At that time, it was charged for two years to pursue Cheng You's "My Teacher Fox Spirit", and it should be four or five months before it expires.

"Oh my god!" He Xiangyang was shocked when he heard this, his acting skills were exaggerated every day, and he looked at her as if he was looking at the savior, "Sister Qingyou, you are too arrogant!"

"?" Lin Qingyou was confused every day.

The two-year membership is only 240 yuan, why did she suddenly become a moron?
He Xiangyang said: "You don't understand the young people nowadays. It's okay to buy food, it's okay to buy drinks, it's okay to buy entertainment, but it's okay to only become a video member!"

He pretended to shake his fingers deeply, "We want to borrow it!"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Well, she really doesn't understand the young people nowadays.

Lin Qingyou was lying on the dining table, and followed He Xiangyang for half an hour to watch the sad drama. Cheng Xu and Liang Jidong yawned and walked downstairs with a chicken coop on their heads.

After a simple wash, the chef of Xindongfang began to go online wearing a scarf. Liang Jidong probably didn't wake up, and didn't go to the kitchen to help him. He hugged a big pillow and stared at the sofa in the living room. July grabbed the site.

Even though Qiyue scratched and scratched on his legs, he covered his face with a pillow, and slept motionlessly, as securely as a mountain.

Jing Xing heard the sizzling sound from the kitchen, took a look over with his water glass, and suddenly asked, "You fried egg, can you make it into a heart shape?"

"Of course, what a joke." Cheng Xu took out a model from the closet sideways, and while knocking eggs into the bowl, winked at him, "Brother, I really can't see that you still have such a girlish side ?”

"No." Jing Xing also took out an egg from the refrigerator, with a calm and natural tone, "My family likes glutinous rice balls."

"..."

Cheng Xu's hands trembled, and he knocked down a bowl of egg skins.

Fuck... Why don't you let someone have a good meal, and you are fed a handful of dog food when you wake up in the morning?
After breakfast, Cheng Xu and the others went to the hotel to deliver the copied recordings, and Jing Xing went upstairs to get a few sweaters and coats.

Lin Qingyou had a bitter face, and let him cover her body layer by layer.

"I don't have very thick clothes. I think it will be cold when I go out. You should wear more layers." Jing Xing said, his hands kept moving, like a ruthless dressing machine, and continued to move towards her without raising his head. Cover up.

"But wearing so many layers makes me look fat." Lin Qingyou lowered her head and counted the hems of her clothes - six layers.

She trembled a bit, thinking she had made a mistake in counting, so she counted again unwillingly, and it was still six floors.

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Three sweaters, two coats, and a school uniform.

"My health-preserving girl, do you want temperature or demeanor?" Jing Xing bent down, pinching the chain of her school uniform and pulling it up.

As soon as the words "Healthy Girl" came out, Lin Qingyou had no reason to refuse. She wrinkled her nose in distress, finally nodded reluctantly, and said in compromise: "Okay, I want temperature."

Before going out, Jing Xing dug out a rustic and warm scarf from nowhere.

Lin Qingyou touched it with her hand, and it was surprisingly thick.

Jing Xing has never been afraid of the cold, and even winter clothes are sweaters and a coat. This rustic and thick scarf is not his style at first glance.

Lin Qingyou held up the scarf, and asked with doubts in her eyes: "...Did you buy this?"

It wasn't that she said that the scarf looked too ugly. Although Jing Xing was a straight man, his vision was not so bad.

"No." Jing Xing shook his head, took the scarf from her hand, and wrapped it around her neck, "This is a holiday gift I received during the Ching Ming Festival."

"..."

Lin Qingyou paused while touching the scarf, then raised her head: "Qing, Ching Ming?"

Jing Xing hummed in a calm tone, apparently already used to it.

Lin Qingyou: "...Who gave it to you?"

So thoughtful?
"Succinct." Jing Xing continued to say calmly, "Everyone has one, the same style, and random colors."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Lin Qingyou remembered that she had a birthday before, and she didn't know who sent her a birthday present.

On the outer packaging of the gift box, there is a line of obliquely flying large characters printed with watercolor pens - male silence female tears, this is a gift that no girl can refuse, and it will be the most precious and unforgettable memory in your life.

The gift box looks quite expensive, but it also has a faint earthy smell.

Lin Qingyou's instinct told her that this gift might really be a memory she would never forget in her life. After opening the gift box, the contents inside did not disappoint her.

It was an extremely ugly pink monkey piggy bank. The small opening for saving money was made into the shape of a monkey's mouth, and it protruded slightly.

(End of this chapter)