love out of time

Chapter 132

Liang Jingxing turned his head and looked at Tanzhai again, remembering what Jiang Ci said, "You lent her money and gave her a coat for nothing." Only then did he remember that six or seven years ago, he came to Tanzhai with Xu Qiushi to attend a party. I lent 2000 yuan to a little girl at the parking lot.

——Tan Xia came prepared, I'm afraid it won't be easy to get this painting.

In response to Liang Jingxing's premonition, Tan Xia contacted him several times afterwards, chattering, and whenever he got to the point, he would hang up the phone with an excuse to go to class.After a few times, Liang Jingxing lost all his patience, but the painting was in someone else's hands, and Tan Xia would not let go, so he would not be able to grab it.I can't bear it anymore, I can only bear it from the beginning.

The plasterboard on Qin Zhen's arm was removed, but his muscles and bones were injured for a hundred days and he needed to recuperate.Therefore, the chores of moving things up and down on weekdays still have to rely on Jiang Ci.

After a week of sunshine, it finally rained this afternoon.Qin Zhen came back from the outside, drenched all over, jumped out of the pickup truck, ordered Jiang Ci to move the things in the back of the car, and went to the backyard in a flash.

There are a few lumps on the car, and I don't know what to do.Jiang Ci moved a few times, sweating from exhaustion, and his clothes were wet.Going back to the room to take a shower, when I opened the door, I saw Qin Zhenguang, naked to the waist and only wrapped in a towel, standing in front of the drawing board looking at her paintings.

Jiang Ci screamed in fright, "What are you doing in my room!"

"Fuck, keep your voice down." Qin Zhen was also taken aback by her scream, "The shower in my room is broken."

"Why don't you just find a room."

"The guest room has to be cleaned after it's used. It's troublesome." Qin Zhen glanced at her, "Close the door for me, and I'll change my pants."

Jiang Ci slammed the door with a "bang", but a joking smile floated out through the crack of the door.

After a while, Qin Zhen opened the door, Jiang Ci turned his head to take a look, and immediately looked away, "Why don't you wear a shirt!"

Qin Zhen couldn't help laughing, and took a step closer with his hand on the door frame, "What's the fuss, you're a student of painting, and you haven't drawn mannequins before?"

"..." Jiang Ci pulled him out, "Hurry up, I want to take a shower."

After Jiang Ci took a shower, he opened the door and saw that Qin Zhen was leaning against the door and smoking a cigarette, "Why are you still here?"

Qin Zhen walked into her room in a flash, "What a strange smell."

The paintings are all left to dry in the house, so they naturally smell of oil paint.Jiang Ci has dealt with these smells since he was a child, and he doesn't find it unpleasant, but has a sense of security.

"...Can you go out?"

Qin Zhen glanced at her. She had just taken a shower, and she had changed into a clean, large T-shirt. Her hair was loose and dripping with water, and a clean towel was placed on her shoulder.

Qin Zhen simply sat down on the edge of the bed, "I won't eat you again." Then, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it.

She still doesn't realize that smoking is good, but she has developed this habit unconsciously. When painting, when she is in a bad mood, and when she thinks of that person...

Qin Zhen watched her leaning against the window, lit the cigarette skillfully, and smiled, "You look like a woman when you smoke."

Jiang Ci paused, "What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)