My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 92 Let's see together later

  "Stars turn on the day, my fate has been fixed~"

  The disgusting person came back humming a song with disgusting alcohol, Jiang He couldn't help but sniffed.

   knew that this guy was out for a drink.

   "It's a robbery or a fate to follow my heart, except for you, the enemy will not invade~"

  Xu Qing came over while taking off his jacket. Before the sleeves were pulled out, Jiang He had already stretched out his fingers to hook Jiang He's chin.

  "……"

   Jiang He seemed to be stunned by the dog, he blinked his eyes without moving.

   "What a little lady who is like a flower and jade!"

  He pia threw the coat on the sofa, shaking his head and shaking his head and putting the bag he was carrying on the table—this action made Jiang He a little strange, why didn't he put it on first and then take it off.

   "...how much wine did you drink?"

   "It seems a little bit too much."

   Xu Qing slumped on the sofa and rubbed his forehead, "The stamina is a bit big."

As the one who was very active in drinking in the past, today he only had a drink when others shouted. He shouldn't drink too much, but his quiet appearance may make friends feel that he is depressed and take care of him a few more times—winter is the home court of liquor. Drinking a few more glasses is half a catty of wine.

  When I came back, I was blown by the cold wind again, and I felt a little unsteady on my feet.

   "But it doesn't matter, I'm still very conscious." He said with his eyes half closed.

   Jiang He looked around for his little bear, thinking that he would not be too lazy to get it in the bedroom, rubbed his chin with the back of his hand, and said, "What is that?"

  She looked at the bag of things on the table.

  "Spare ribs, large ribs...simmer it later in the evening, or stew it tomorrow.

  Let me tell you, this ribs can't be eaten after being stewed in the evening. It will be more fragrant if you heat it up tomorrow. The taste and texture of the first meal and the second meal are different, each with its own taste. "

   "Oh, do you still want to eat tonight?"

   "I just have some soup."

"Fine."

  Jiang He got up and took the ribs on the table to the refrigerator and put them in the refrigerator. He looked back at the way he was leaning forward and said: "Would you like to go back to the house to sleep?"

   "I didn't sleep, I'll lie down for a while."

  Xu Qing closed her eyes and didn't move. He heard her dadada walk back to the computer and sit down before opening a slit to look at her.

  噫～

  This Nizi doesn't know how to fall in love. She just rushes to live with her friends. If he only talks, he might be turned into a shredded chicken.

  Partner...

  He blinked and looked at Jiang He's straight back, a little lost.

  "What is Jinpingmei?" Jiang He asked suddenly.

   "Jin Ping Mei, that's..." Xu Qing was about to explain, and the next moment he bounced off the sofa, "What is it?"

   "This is it."

   "This...you wait."

  Xu Qing came over and took a look, took the mouse and cleared the download record of Thunder, then lay back on the sofa, "Okay, no more."

  Unexpectedly, Jiang He had learned to read his records now, and he thought carefully about what more private things had not been hidden.

   "Why did you leave it out?" Jiang He looked back suspiciously, which was not quite right.

"This movie is too deep. It is about the cycle of fate, the cycle of cause and effect. It is too tragic. Jin is Pan Jinlian, the bottle is Li Ping'er, and Mei is Pang Chunmei. The story is the tragic life of these three people. You still don't understand it. Let's watch it together in the future." Xu Qing explained in a special way.

   "But you lost it."

   Jiang He felt weird, “You just say don’t look at it?”

   "I didn't hide it, just hide it, and find it later when I look at it."

   "Oh... well, let's watch it together later."

   "Well, let's watch it together." Xu Qing laughed.

  Looking at Jiang He awkwardly fiddling with the computer, he put his arms on the back of his head, his legs folded on the sofa, lying on his back, looking at the ceiling and thinking.

  The room was silent, only the occasional keyboard click and the slight click of the mouse sounded, unconsciously the person on the sofa was asleep.

  The sky is getting dark outside.

  Jiang He turned on the light in the living room, looked back and said that Xu Qing, who was just lying down and not sleeping, was now asleep, and walked over to move him into the house. After trying it, it was hard not to wake him up, so I went to Xu Qing's room and took the quilt out to cover him.

   Standing up straight to see how he was sleeping, Jiang He took a long breath, then looked down at his slippers, feeling a little bit shy, squeezed his fist and went into the kitchen to cook noodles for himself.

  Holding the pot to boil hot water, she ran out again, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her finger to pick Xu Qing's chin, and hurried back to the kitchen when she saw him humming.

  ……

  Wang Zijun only stayed in the club for a while.

  How did he feel angry, originally thinking about cleaning up that ex-girlfriend in the future, but now he can't help it.

  That lady is quite smart. He didn't move any valuables such as his watch, phone, or his gold chain. He only took away the clothes...all the clothes from the inside out.

  Maybe you are afraid of calling the police?

  Is his Young Master Wang that kind of person?

  If he stole a mobile phone or watch or something, he would recognize it and would not pursue it much. After all, the ex-girlfriend should suffer a loss-not now, then the woman deliberately played with him.

  I can’t just forget it, I can’t swallow this breath!

   came out and sat down at the door, Wang Zijun turned out his phone to figure out how to catch her.

  Before she took the clothes away, he was still thinking hard about why he broke up in the first place.

  I have to say, the ex-girlfriend who drew the picture has a good temperament and looks good, that’s the personality...

  It must be because of this temperament, absolutely!

  He finally turned to the circle of friends where he broke up at the beginning, searched for a moment among the people who commented below, and called directly.

   "Hey, I have something to ask... Just a painter, Xiaohui, do you know each other?"

  ……

  Xu Qing was awakened by the fragrant noodles.

  Opening his eyes, I saw Jiang He sitting at the table with his back facing him and sucking. There was a movie on the computer. It was a chronological Farewell My Concubine, and a group of people were singing and singing.

   "Did not cook the ribs?"

"Ok?"

   Hearing the voice behind him, Jiang He took a bite of noodles and turned back: “No, I will cook it tomorrow... I don’t know if you wake up so early, I will cook the porridge for you in the pot, it will be fine in a while.”

  A big pot of porridge, she learned from Xu Qing, cook it at night, and eat it tomorrow morning, which is very convenient.

  By the way, now Xu Qing can also fill his stomach.

   "Oh, the porridge is very good, very good."

  Xu Qing shook his head and stood up, and the quilt slipped down with his movements. He then found the quilt on his body. He glanced at Jiang He and didn't say anything. He smiled and hugged it back to the bed in the room.

   "If he is a human, he has to listen to the drama. If he doesn't listen to the drama, he is not a human. Look at cats and dogs. Does it listen to the drama? It doesn't listen to it!"

  The person in the movie dragged his voice and talked there. Jiang He pulled two noodles and asked Xu Qing, "Are you listening to the show?"

   "I don't listen, who listens now... Wait."

  Xu Qing recalled, and glanced at the screen on the computer.

  Is this Nizi scolding him?

  　Thank you for the 2000 points for rewarding in the same boat in the evening, the 1,000 points for the cold and cold rewards, the 1,000 points for the rewards of the blue sky and the reward, and the 1,000 points for the tea ceremony and three autumn rewards.

  (End of this chapter)