Picked up a crying bag

After seeing Jing Ji falling asleep, He Shiqi gently closed the door, but no matter how careful he was with the sound of the door closing, Jing Ji was still woken up.

Jing Ji raised his hand to cover his eyes, frowning slightly.

In fact, he didn't sleep well. It was cold, noisy and bright, and he couldn't sleep well at all.

After a while, Jing Ji propped himself up on the sofa and sat up. He said, "Are you back?" His voice was hoarse, with a hint of coquettishness.

Of course, Jing Ji himself didn't think so.

He Shiyu's heart softened unconsciously, and he said softly, "Well, I'm sorry to wake you up."

He Shiyong walked into the room while talking, he took the cup and poured himself a full glass of water, then gulped it down.

"No." Seeing He Shiqi drinking water as soon as he came back, Jing Ji leaned on the sofa and asked with a smile: "So thirsty?"

"Yeah." After filling the water, He Shiyong breathed out a sigh of relief.

He was thirsty when he was at Xilin BBQ, but he didn't have a cup, so he had to come back to drink water.

Jing Ji twitched his nose, and then said: "You have a strong smell of barbecue, go wash it off." He didn't dislike it, but he didn't like this smell to exist all the time.

"Okay." He Shiyong knew that Jing Ji didn't like this kind of thing very much, so he planned to wash it right away.

"Hey, wait." Jing Ji stood up, the TV series he watched before was still playing, but it was a replay.

He turned off the TV, Chaohe said timidly: "You can turn off the light."

"Yeah." He Shiyong was relatively close to the light switch, he put his hand on the switch, and said, "I'll turn it off when you go in."

Jing Ji nodded, and walked softly towards the bedroom.

Watching Jing Ji walk into the bedroom, He Shiqi took another glass of water before turning off the light in the living room and returning to his room.

He put the cup on the bedside table, and took the clothes into the bathroom without hesitation.

After a while, steam rose from the bathroom, and mist gradually formed on the bathroom door.

After 15 minutes, He Shiyong took a shower.

He Shiqi felt his fatigue being taken away by the hot water, and he felt much more relaxed.

Returning to his room while wiping his hair, he drank a lot of water from the cup and felt much better.

After drinking the water, He Shiyong took out the skin care products and applied them according to the method Jing Ji gave him that day.

It's 01:30 now, and He Shiqi is too sleepy.

He put the towel under his head and lay on the bed feeling like he was about to fall asleep.

If he hadn't blown his hair yet, he really wanted to just fall asleep like this.

After lying down for a while, He Shiqi struggled to remember to blow dry his hair.

The hair dryer was in Jingji's room, He Shiyong walked to the door of Jingji's room, opened the door carefully, and walked inside.

Because he was not familiar with Jing Jiwu, He Shiqi even knocked his knee.

"Hmm." He half-bowed, rubbing his knees, and got the hair dryer on the desk with his other hand.

Just as she was about to go out with a hair dryer, a voice suddenly sounded, "What are you doing?" Jing Ji's hoarse voice sounded.

He Shi froze for a moment before slowly relaxing, and said, "I'll get the hair dryer."

"Well, take it." Jing Ji said.

The quilt on the bed rattled for a while, probably Jing Ji turned over.

"Good night." He Shiqie said softly.

After leaving Jing Ji's bedroom door, He Shiyong put the hair dryer in the living room after drying his hair, so that it will be easier to use next time.

After tidying up, He Shiqi finally lay comfortably under the quilt and fell asleep.

...

Early the next morning, Jing Ji got up early, and He Shi was still asleep for the first time.

In order to let He Shiqi sleep more, Jing Ji brushed her teeth while ordering takeaway with her mobile phone.

He wants to drink porridge.

He ordered two bowls of purple rice porridge, a drawer of soup dumplings, a drawer of white cakes, and a pack of kimchi.

After he packed up, the takeaway was also delivered, and after getting the takeaway, Jing Ji went to wake He Shiqi up.

This time it was him who asked He Shiqi to get up.

He pushed open the door of He Shiyong's room and walked into He Shiyong's room.

It was dark in He Shiyong's room, tightly covered by the curtains, Jing Ji walked to He Shiyong's bedside with such a faint light.

"Get up." He pushed Shiji's body with his hands.

"Hmm." He Shi on the bed muttered timidly, turned over and grabbed Jing Ji's arm, "Sleep together."

Jing Ji: "???" Why are you pulling me?

Jing Ji didn't think much about it, he pulled out his hand and patted He Shike, and said, "Get up."

It was at this time that He Shiqi finally woke up.

He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, saw Jing Ji standing in front of him, rubbed his face angrily and said, "Sorry, I fell asleep."

"It's okay, are you awake? Hurry up and have breakfast." Jing Ji didn't feel anything, and when he saw He Shi woke up timidly, he said while walking outside.

Jing Ji didn't close the door, saving some light for He Shiyong.

After watching Jing Ji go out, He Shiyong fell back on the bed again, buried his head in the quilt, and after a long while, a low laugh came from the quilt.

He deliberately caught Jing Ji.

After He Shiyong packed up, he sat at the dining table and had breakfast with Jing Ji.

Only then did Jing Ji chat with He Shiyong about his work.

"How did you feel yesterday? Tired?" Jing Ji asked while eating a bun.

"Well, I'm tired, there are a lot of people." He Shiqi roughly talked about what he did yesterday.

"Aren't you too busy alone?" Jing Ji asked after listening.

I'm usually so busy, isn't it even more tiring during the Spring Festival?

"Well, just let it go." He Shiyong said.

"How much is your salary?" Jing Ji asked.

"Eighty a day." He Shiqie took a sip of the porridge and said, "It's one month, but I only work for one month."

"Eighty?" Jing Ji frowned, so little salary?

He had never heard of such a small salary of eighty a day.

"It's pretty good." He Shiyong explained.

"Okay?" Jing Ji didn't know what to say, he wanted to say less, but it was hard to say it because He Shiqi seemed to think it was all right.

Thinking about the difference between the mountain city and the capital, Jing Ji finally said, "Just as long as you agree."

After dinner, the two went about their own business.

He Shiqi does his homework while Jing Ji plays games.

Jing Ji still hasn't figured out how to innovate, but if she doesn't think of it, it doesn't mean she won't do it.

That's why Jing Ji played extremely hard, and he was able to carry without giving up.

A day passed like this, and in the evening He Shiqi went to the barbecue restaurant again.

And Jing Ji started editing the video.

In one afternoon, he managed to scrape together five highlight clips and cut a video.

It didn't take long for him to finish this video, basically a few hours.

After uploading to Xiaopo Station again, Jing Ji left it alone.

He turned on the TV, pressed to yesterday's channel, and waited to watch the next episode of yesterday's drama.

Today, he hugged the quilt and lay on the sofa to watch.

The drama played until the police locked three suspects, one was the deceased's ex-boyfriend, the other was the deceased's ambiguous object, and the other had a quarrel with the deceased.

Jing Ji watched it with great interest, in fact he was not only watching the drama, but also waiting for He Shiqi to go home.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, more than ten minutes later than yesterday, He Shiqi finally arrived home.

This time Jing Ji poured a glass of water for He Shiqi ahead of time, it was just warm enough.

He Shiyong said thank you and started drinking.

After He Shiyong came back, Jing Ji went to sleep with peace of mind.

The days passed like this day by day, the more He Shiyong worked in the barbecue restaurant, the more he became familiar with it, and the number of Jing Ji's fans increased more and more.

One day, Jing Ji received a text message saying that his xx courier had arrived and left it at the doorman for him to pick it up.

Jing Ji thought it was the small TV with [-] followers of his little Pozhan, and went to get it without hesitation.

When I got it home, set up the camera, and was about to unbox the video, I realized that it was not a small TV at all, but women's clothing!

"???" Jing Ji held the fluffy fabric, her face flushed, and after holding back for a long time, she still cursed, "Fuck, fuck it." He threw the two pieces of clothes back into the delivery box.

Holding the phone, he started to poke Cheng Si frantically.

-Ji: Get out of here, Lao Tzu!

-Ji: Fuck you, wait for me, I will buy a plane ticket to go back and assassinate you.

-Ji: Come out!Don't play dead for me.

Jing Ji "sweared" Cheng Si fifty or sixty sentences back and forth, and finally calmed down a little.

Jing Ji has no doubt that the clothes were not sent by Cheng Si.

Not to mention that Cheng Si was the only one who knew his address, just the crop top and the ultra-short wrap-around skirt, he knew that only Cheng Si, that beast, could do this.

There was also a rabbit tail on the hip-wrapping skirt. Thinking of this, Jing Ji's anger began to rise again.

This animal must have been bought from some dishonest shop.

He immediately turned on the penguin to "swear" Cheng Si.

After scolding for another ten minutes, Jing Ji finally felt at ease, and Cheng Si didn't reply him a single message during this time.

Guessing that Cheng Si might be playing dead, Jing Ji didn't bother to talk to him.

Jing Ji put the clothes into the express box, and put the express box in the bottom drawer of the desk.

The main reason is that it would be embarrassing to throw this thing out. If someone finds out, they will think he has some strange habit.

After putting away her things, Jing Ji sat on the sofa depressed.

The courier Cheng Si reminded him to wear women's clothes again.

He took out his mobile phone and boarded Xiaopo Station, and counted his fans again.

One hundred thousand one hundred and sixteen.

It's indeed a hundred thousand.

The expression on Jing Ji's face changed from unhappy to black and then to tangled, it can be described as colorful and colorful.

In the end, as if Jing Ji had made some important decision, he clicked on a certain orange software.

Browsing girls' clothes in the software.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and bought a very basic white dress and a long straight black wig.

He saw that many up masters were dressed like this, as long as he followed the trend and behaved well.

Jing Ji nodded, comforting herself in her heart that it's okay.

Then he placed an order for these two items.

After placing the order, Jing Ji felt as if she had accomplished something important, and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, after taking the first step, the rest will be easy...loose, loose ass!

"Cheng Si must die." Jing Ji said through gritted teeth.

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The author has something to say: Wow, what's the use of this kind of clothes?Hi~