My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 43 Qing Wu Flying

  Although she knew that Jiang He was very capable of learning, Xu Qing still underestimated her and didn't know that she had learned to sneak in Baidu.

  I also learned to fish.

  When he slumped on the sofa after dinner and waited to read the news, he glanced at Jiang He at random, oh, this Nizi would have been looking through the penguin space, holding the mouse there and clicking on it.

   "Is this you?" Jiang He also happened to look over, looking at Xu Qing with a little surprise, and then at the pictures on the computer screen.

  The flowing red hair, the hair is still so long...

   "Ah... it's not me." Xu Qing denied without changing his face.

"Like you."

   "Although it is similar, but... well, it is indeed me."

   "You used to be weird, like that, that..." Jiang He looked at the photo on the computer and couldn't find an adjective.

  The red hair, oblique bangs, in the words of a psychiatrist: if the eyes are not needed, they can be donated to people in need.

   "I used to be infrequent and liked the bells and whistles... it's all black history, don't turn it over."

  Xu Qing calmly quit her penguin—the photos left in the private album were originally used to motivate her, and she occasionally took a look at them to avoid any silly beeping thoughts, but Jiang He turned them out.

   Fortunately, the small movies are in hidden folders, otherwise they will be properly treated as... He doesn't know what they will be treated as, anyway, it is absolutely nuclear-bomb-level misunderstanding.

   "Did you have long hair before?" Jiang He looked a little weird. Xu Qing's short hair has always been crisp and neat. It is really hard for her to imagine how that strange look was made.

  "Family burial, you don’t understand what you said, we have made waves in Dangshi."

   Xu Qing sighed, if it weren't for the same second-rate son back then, it wouldn't be the old man's urging to pay the rent every day.

  I rent another house in my own house, how can I have this kind of operation? Never heard of it.

  "Apply one for you, and use your own...you can upload your cake photos and so on. If there is no accident, you can keep it forever, don’t worry about it not being dropped."

  He snapped up and applied for a number, "The password is the pinyin of your name—well, you don’t seem to know how to pinyin, then this, asdf... Just press it again, do you remember?"

   "Remember." Jiang He finally changed the subject by him, and began to study the Penguin number he had obtained with a face full of novelty.

   "Get a screen name first... I'll help you."

  Xu Qing's wicked taste suddenly picked up. He quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands, and the words ‘Qingwufeiyang’ were typed on, and then moved the mouse to click on the column of the signature.

   "I dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword, but then I didn't go there without money."

   "It's done." Xu Qing smiled and looked at it, and helped her add her own friends.

   has a sense of age.

   "Does it sound good?" he asked.

   "Qing Wu is flying..." Jiang He pondered for a moment, and thought it sounded inexplicably, "Yes, is this my screen name?"

   "Yes, just like walking around the rivers and lakes with a fake identity, don't disclose your real information on the Internet."

Everything is done, Xu Qing thought for a while, and helped her add a few sword tribes, and said: "Watch them chat more, you can also try to participate in casual chats, there are everyone on the Internet, and if you encounter annoying words Don't worry about him-if there is something you don't understand, you can use Baidu. Baidu uses it like this..."

  Successfully revealed the photo issue. Jiang He added a new activity during off-get off work hours. He was very interesting about the 99+ messages in the group and pulled up one by one.

  Xu Qing looked at the news network and glanced sideways at her from time to time.

  Go on like this...should you not become an internet addiction girl?

  No matter what, it’s better than digging a mountain or going out for justice.

  Getting together day and night for two months, I am inexplicably accustomed to having someone next to me asking questions, or doing my own research in silence.

  Xu Qing held the winter melon to prevent it from running around, caressing its back casually, thinking slowly spreading out, and began to wonder what to do in the future.

  She will always get acquainted with this place slowly, and then find a way to live, take root in this era, and become a complete modern urbanite...

and then?

  Both of them are ordinary people. She was a dust of Kaiyuan a thousand years ago. Here, he is a brick of the prosperous age, and that's all he can help.

  The night is getting deeper.

   "I'm going to take a bath, do you want to use it?" Jiang He got up and asked, shaking the mouse to shut down.

   "No need, turn it off."

  Xu Qing answered casually, finally willing to put down the winter melon that had been ravaged for a long time, stretched out and yawned.

  It’s good to take one step at a time.

   "By the way, I bought a large bath towel. It absorbs water well. You can use it to wrap your hair and knead it for a while, so that it will dry faster."

"Got it."

  Jiang He went into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms, and fumbled for his back to take off his coat—the ones Xu Qing bought for the first time were a little small, so they were uncomfortable. Now, after changing, the more he gets used to.

  He was right. Everything now exists for the enjoyment of people, and everything he sees is all.

  Rather than when she was, everything is for survival.

As Xu Qing said, wrap the hair with a bath towel and dry it carefully. It is really easy to use. When he came out, the tip of the hair did not drip down like before. Jiang He looked sideways at the mirror of the washing table and paused for a moment. , Looking at myself in the mirror a little startled.

  It's only been two months, and she is no different from when she first came.

   "Come on, I have to go to wash after blowing."

  Xu Qing urged in the living room with a hair dryer.

  In order to prevent Jiang He from feeling troublesome with long hair, he cut off the long black hair. He is used to blowing his hair before going to bed. After all, it is important to get along day and night and look comfortable.

  "You can also try to keep your hair long, as long as it doesn't make it red, it's fine." Jiang He sat in a chair and made suggestions, "So I can help you too."

  There are back and forth, this is called fairness.

   "Don't, I'm fine like this." Xu Qing began to help her dry her hair, "Men just want to be able to be more vigorous now."

   "Then only you can help me..."

   "Raise your hand."

  Xu Qing didn’t care, “It’s just a matter of raising your hand. There are people in the hair salon outside to help blow your hair every day. You don’t need to think... um... I will take you some other day to fix your hair a little and make it look better."

   Jiang He sat upright, looking at Xu Qing's constantly shaking shadow on the ground, and said nothing.

  If he was with him, with such a good heart and weak skills, he would definitely not be able to survive, right?

  Hmm... Then she might be able to protect him, or she can wave her hand: it’s just a matter of effort!

  I don't know what to think of, Jiang He moved the corner of his mouth, bend it slightly, and then buckled again, returning to a serious look.

  That prosperous age...he better not go.

  This is very good now, very good.

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  (End of this chapter)