My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 248 He is very busy

   Jiang He fell asleep.

   curled up into a small ball and shrank next to Xu Qing.

  Xu Qingshun stroked her long hair draped on the side, touched her forehead with her lips, looked at Jiang He's outline in the dark, and then stretched out her hand to be covered by the horns after a while.

  Like between words is not so simple and straightforward.

  If the feeling is strong to a certain level, it will naturally become more intimate, intentionally or unintentionally, just like Jiang He always wants him to hold his leg...

  The liking at that moment can only be released by the most intimate contact.

   "Good night, Xiao He Miao."

   With a gentle sound, Jiang He frowned, then he arched his side with a grunt, shook his head slightly to find the most comfortable position, half of his face was hidden in the quilt, and then he returned to silence.

  Xu Qing smiled silently. He hadn't seen Jiang He's sleeping posture when he first arrived, and he didn't know if it was the same as now.

  Or do you open your eyes vigilantly when there is a little turmoil?

  In any case, the past is all over. In the future, she will only get better day by day, until she is fully adapted to this world after a thousand years.

  Good, bad, happy, troublesome, everything will be experienced slowly.

  But before that, I still have to think about whether she will become so angry tomorrow morning that she won’t make breakfast...

  Xu Qing closed her eyes, and when she woke up, she was awakened by Jiang He's movements.

  The curtains are partly covered, and there is light in the room.

  He opened his eyes, and what he saw was the scene of Jiang He carefully opening his arms and trying to sneak out. He also wanted to fasten the buttons on his pajamas, looking a little frantic.

  As if sensing his gaze, Jiang He Meng raised his head, only to see that Xu Qing was still asleep with his eyes closed.

   Jiang He felt relieved. He moved himself out little by little, grabbed his hair and looked at the light coming through the curtains. After a while, he moved his gaze to Xu Qing's face behind him.

  I remembered that before going to bed last night, she put her hands on her face and exhaled a long time, then gently turned over and got out of bed.

   Putting on his clothes quietly, Jiang He noticed that the pants he had changed by the bed last night, his face that had just calmed down began to heat up again, he grabbed it in his hand and prepared to go out sneakily.

   "Let it go there, I'll help you wash it later."

  The sound coming from behind made Jiang He fiercely froze in place. He couldn't wait to squeeze the small piece of cloth into air, let it disappear and wipe it from the world.

"This is normal. I dreamed about something before, and then sneaked up to wash it in the morning... I lied to you that it was washing socks, who would wash socks in the morning? We are all now—ah! You killed I will be a little widow!"

   "I killed you!"

  "Don't hit it, don't hit it!"

  Jiang He jumped on the bed and pressed on Xu Qing through the quilt to make a fuss for a while, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

   "You still ask me every day if I want to take your leg, now it's your turn to do that?"

   "I said no need!" Jiang He lay on him, tilting his head and looking at the curtains.

  This guy is lustful. Any help is an excuse. How could she be like the woman in the small movie, what does she like...

  Shameless!

  Indecent!

   Jiang He turned his head, met Xu Qing's eyes, and suddenly lowered his head and bumped him again, like a kowtow, before he climbed out of the bed and stepped on the slippers to get ready to wash.

  Those are all made by Xu Qing, what does it have to do with her heroine Jiang He?

   "Why are you still holding it? I told you to wash it for you." Xu Qing said from behind.

"give!"

   Jiang He threw her head without looking back. When Xu Qing called, she looked back and threw it onto his face...

   quickly opened the door and walked out.

  Xu Qing watched her run out nervously, pulled down the clothes on her face and pinched them in her hands, leaning on the bedside and meditating. Is this a good omen or a bad omen if this thing falls on her head?

After she finished washing, Xu Qing Shiran got up, went to the balcony to rub her clothes, wringed them out, and hung them on the hangers in the utility room. Now Jiang He's two-piece suit has been kept in the utility room. She lives on the first floor, and Xu Qing doesn’t like her hanging on the balcony either.

  Even his boxer briefs were moved to the utility room to dry, so as not to be stolen by some perverted female neighbor...Although it's impossible.

After    came back and finished washing, Jiang He also came out of the kitchen with the buns and shouted for him to have breakfast. He was not as energetic as he used to be, but like a little daughter-in-law.

  Breakfast was not too complicated. After a few steamed buns were heated, only pickles were served. I don’t know if it was because she got up late or because she was too lazy to cook porridge.

  Xu Qing doesn't care, it's the same with drinking some water anyway.

  Jiang He ate very fast, and wiped his mouth when he was done, while holding his mobile phone to look for a soymilk maker on a certain treasure, he wanted to ask Xu Qing’s opinion, but he turned his eyes and suddenly didn’t want to ask.

  It's not that she doesn't know how to find it.

  As a modern person, buying a soy milk maker can do it by yourself.

nine Sun.

Jiang He thinks this name is amazing. The Nine Suns Magic Technique on TV is the top technique. The name of the soymilk machine is not much different. If you get a coupon, you can buy more than 300 soymilk machines for just over 200. .

"Hey!"

"what!"

  Xu Qing stood in the middle of the living room and practiced hand-in-hand fist. He was serious about every move, because he lived on the first floor and occasionally stomped his feet.

"I'm going out."

   Jiang He put his bag on his back, greeted him with the key, and turned to go out.

  Xu Qing is still practicing boxing. Jiang He said yesterday that he was going to watch a movie. He had an appointment with Gong Ping because he went home for dinner together. He had to practice his martial arts well.

  Today Jiang He didn't practice swords, but he practiced boxing. As one grows, the gap will narrow. Although it's only a little bit, the better is perseverance.

Xi Yitian Wu can not become a master, read a day to become unwise, perseverance is king, Jiang He understands things, he understands better, this is like leveling, Jiang He is a full-level boss, he just picked up the wood Sword walked out of the Novice Village, and his skill proficiency slowly increased. As long as there was enough time, sooner or later, he would defeat her and put her on the bed.

  ……

  It's sunny outside.

Jiang He didn't go too far, went out and turned around, and headed to where Gong Ping lived. Before he got downstairs, he saw Gong Ping in a blue dress, stepping on white high heels, and two people there. What to say, there are still a few things on the ground.

  Gong Ping saw Jiang He, she couldn't help tiptoeing, with a good mood, and beckoned her to come over.

   "The Guzheng I bought!"

  She pointed to the boxes on the ground, and raised her eyebrows at Jiang He who came over.

"Wow!"

  Jiang He exclaimed at the right time, looked at her guzheng, and visually observed it. It was about six meters long and quite big.

Two masters dressed in delivery clothes helped to carry the things up. Gong Ping and Jiang He walked ahead and entered Gong Ping’s house. The clean living room suddenly showed a large one, and a small red wood gift with Guzheng Chair.

  The master who had paid for the freight and helped move the things left, Gong Ping returned excitedly to debug the guzheng, and Jiang He sat aside curiously watching her fiddling.

  It’s weird. Xu Qing is leisurely scrolling through the video and pinching the armor. She is fishing and dancing with swords and swords. Gong Ping is also free to do nothing, tinkering with these...

  Perhaps this is the gathering of things and people in groups?

   "Is this easy to learn?"

   "Not very easy to learn, do you want to learn?"

   "No, I can't learn it. Xu Qing should be very talented. He sings very well." Jiang He felt that these piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were far away from him.

  Reading a book is hard enough, let alone learning to play the piano.

   "Why do men learn this... By the way, you can do it twice, and then Xu Qing can practice exercises? You play the piano and he punches, if he can play swords, it would be better." Gong Ping suggested.

   "Too idle." Jiang He shook his head.

  Think about the way Xu Qing held the sword dance. She was a bit disgusted and lacked the strength at all. She said her hands were sore not long after she practiced.

  Gong Ping smiled. If you want to talk about idleness, it's really not as idle as the two of them. Jiang He only broadcasts live for a while at night. She also does things when she has things, and can only be idle when she is fine.

  Having been busy for more than ten minutes, Gong Ping moved her wrists and sat on the small mahogany stool with a loud cry.

   "Listen to me playing a song for you."

  Then there are continuous sounds.

   Jiang He sat on the sofa and tilted his head. He felt that the tone was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

   "How is it?" Gong Ping asked.

   "I seem to have heard it."

   "Of course I have heard it, have you watched Kung Fu?"

   "Oh~"

   Jiang He remembered that the two blind men who Xu Qing took her to the movie were the one who played.

  It is a pity that her piano sounds can’t make a knife, they are all fake.

   "It would be great if the knife could emerge like in the movie." She was a little sorry.

"I also thought about it. I closed my eyes and imagined that I was playing here, those knives swish and swish." Gong Ping smiled and stirred the koto string again, and the sound of a humbling sound seemed like a sturdy man was rushing over carrying the stereo. .

   "Hey, I have heard of this too!" Jiang He was familiar with this song.

   "Difficult to recite sutras." Gong Ping said.

  "……"

  Looking at Jiang He's puzzled look, she reminded: "Eight Dragons Theme Songs."

   Jiang He continued to wonder.

   "I haven't seen it? Maybe I heard it somewhere." Gong Ping thought for a while, but didn't care.

  After playing a song, she turned her head and found Jiang He looking at her enviously. Gong Ping asked, "Want to learn?"

   "I can't learn it." Jiang He looked down at his hand, slowly clenched his fist, and made a crisp sound.

  Used to hold the sword's hand, engage in this thing, think about it and violate it.

   "I teach you, you teach me to cook, I teach you to play music."

   "No, I still have to read ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have too much study and my head can't stand it." Jiang He leaned on the sofa and sighed. It is more important to be a scholar than to play this.

  Self-cultivation...

  If you finish reading the book, it’s okay to study.

  Gong Ping was stunned, some dare not say anything: "Are you still in school?"

   "...Is it."

   "What do you mean? I thought you...you..." Gong Ping felt very tired.

  Jiang He is still a student?

  This is different from what she thinks. She broadcasts live with Xu Qing every day. Either go fishing with her or teach her to cook... Such a girl is still a student? !

   "No, it was Xu Qing who considered letting me go to an adult university so that I could prepare for self-study first."

   Jiang He's explanation made Gong Ping relieved, and immediately stunned again.

   "He wants you to make up your education?"

   "Hmm... yes." Jiang He remembers Xu Qing also mentioned academic qualifications.

  Gong Ping turned her body around, put her hand on the guzheng, and made a soft sound, staring at Jiang He seriously, and couldn't help but curiously said: "What about you?"

   "What before?"

   "Where did you read before? High school?"

   "Early...second year."

   "???"

  Gong Ping was stunned. No matter how she looked at it, she couldn’t tell that Jiang He didn’t even finish the middle school. In her impression...

  Well, it was a little beyond her imagination anyway.

  This is not academic discrimination, but Jiang He’s performance in the process of getting along. He usually chats on WeChat. When the game is not online, he always answers when he asks about it.

  Occasionally there is a book in the bag when fishing. Shake the fishing rod and fix it there, and start watching quietly after sitting on the pony.

Gong Ping finds it incredible that such a quiet girl who loves to read in junior high school. Although Jiang He speaks few words, what she says is often impressive. If it weren't for Jiang He to say it, she would never have imagined it. .

   "Then...what about him?"

  "He is a university, yes, he graduated from university." Jiang He looked out the window and looked in the direction of Xu Qing's house.

   "I'm very curious how you met." Gong Ping pursed her lips, suddenly a little envious, "What he said let you go to school?"

"Yup."

   "It's very good to help you plan..."

   Her gaze fell on Jiang He's face, and she remembered the way Xu Qing was joking and practicing in the live broadcast room.

  Forcing a girlfriend who is already able to earn money from live broadcasts to learn to make up his education, besides being laborious and thankless, what are the benefits?

   "Speaking of which, I only met him in the live broadcast room. I didn't even know him so close." Gong Ping suddenly said.

   "Huh? Do you want to know him?" Jiang He asked.

   "Uh...it's weird to think about it, that's your boyfriend, I know what to do."

   Gong Ping happily, then pursed her lips, and said, "But I really want to meet this person."

   "Why?"

   "Just curious, you two live together, have your own jobs, and your income is not low. Every day you cook or something, you are one step away from getting married, right?"

Gong Ping met Jiang He’s gaze and paused, “I want you to go to school. You complained that he kept forcing you to read books, but now I want you to make up your academic qualifications... Isn’t he bad about your live broadcast? like?"

   "Ah..." Jiang He nodded, remembering Xu Qing's attitude at the beginning, and said: "Yes, it was at the beginning, but later it was broadcast with me."

   "This man..."

   "He wants me to become the same person as him." Jiang He smiled, his eyes crooked, "Let me learn better."

   "Why am I a little sour." Gong Ping said.

  Don’t say anything else, at least this man is planning the future, not the next three to five years, but the future owned by two people. In the second half of his life, two people should always be together in his plan.

   "It won't be sour, right?"

   "As for."

   "Because you like it, isn't this normal?"

"The reason behind it is heart-warming." Gong Ping wrinkled her nose, got up to help Jiang He's water glass with water, stepped on the white high-heeled shoes on the floor, making a clattering sound, "Call him out and go out together? "

   "What do you want to do?" Jiang He became wary, "He is very busy, I don't think he should do it anymore."

  (End of this chapter)