She messed with me first

Qi Xi came to Youshang right after graduation and stayed here for more than six years.

During this period, it’s not that no customer offered to pick her up. Sometimes the weather was bad, but the customer was nice;

Which one is Meng Qingrang?

Qi Xi raised her head and looked at the sky. Although it was dark at the moment, there was no sign of cloud or rain. It should be considered a good weather, so the first possibility was impossible.

So have a good chat?

Well, they haven't talked about it yet.

leftover……

"Girl, please let me go." The sanitation uncle leaned out half of his body from the cleaning car to talk to Qi Xi.

Seeing that she was blocking the way, Qi Xi hurriedly took a big step back.

"Thank you." The uncle said with a smile.

Qi Xi, "You're welcome."

Qi Xi tucked her chin into the scarf, watched gently as the uncle crossed the road, and quickly disappeared into the crowd of people across the street.

Meng Qingrang couldn't wait for Qi Xi's reply for a long time, so he called directly.

Qi Xi came back to his senses, pressed the answer button, "Hello, Mr. Meng."

She happened to be standing in the wind, and her voice was blown to pieces when she opened her mouth. She was afraid that Meng Qingrang would not be able to hear clearly, so she immediately closed the microphone and added, "Can you hear me clearly?"

"I can hear you clearly." Meng Qingrang said, "I called to ask, is it convenient for me to pick you up?"

The question has come to this point, how can Qi Xi continue to say no?

"It's troublesome." Qi Xi said, and then reported the location again. Specifically, on the right hand side was the most bald sycamore tree that was cut down on the whole road, and it was hanging water.

Meng Qingrang couldn't help laughing after listening, "You don't need to be so detailed, I can find you."

is it?

Qi Xi looked down at the nondescript clothes she threw in the crowd, pursed her lips, pretended she didn't hear anything, and told her politely, "The subway station and bus interchange are here, and the road conditions are not very good , you drive carefully."

Meng Qingrang, "Okay, about 10 minutes."

The estimated time and the final arrival time are almost the same.

Qi Xi got into the car, feeling the heat rushing towards her face, and the warm air in the air conditioner was slowly sending out the fragrance.

very familiar.

She suddenly recalled what happened in Meng Qing's car last time, so she immediately turned around and put on her seat belt, and after making sure that there was no problem at all, she leaned back in the seat and exhaled slowly.

This year's winter is too cold. It's only mid-November now, and my ears hurt from the cold after standing in the wind for a while. Can I still go out when it snows heavily?

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me somewhere that isn't cold? Is it windy?" Meng Qingrang asked with a smile.

Qi Xi answered her truthfully, "The place where it's not cold is too far away."

"Too lazy for you." Meng Qing was helpless, saw her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and asked casually, "Are you short-sighted?"

Qi Xi froze for a moment, remembering that Zheng Youling urged her to forget to take off her glasses when she got off work today. At this moment, the heat and cold alternated, and a thick layer of fog formed on the lenses, which completely blocked her vision. Facing Meng Qingrang, he could only see a vast expanse of whiteness.

"No, it's anti-blue light." Qi Xi said, taking off his glasses by the way.

As soon as she raised her hand, Meng Qingrang was already one step ahead of her, pinching a thin temple of her glasses.

Probably suddenly, the fingertips swept across Qi Xi's temples.

Gently, very warm.

Qi Xi blinked unconsciously.

Open it again, Meng Qingrang has already helped her take off her glasses, held them in her hands, pointed to the storage box in front of her with her chin, and said, "There is my glasses case in it, find a cloth for glasses and wipe yours." .”

Qi Xi pressed her back against the seat, wanting to say that she didn't need to be so troublesome, but she didn't wear it now, looked at Meng Qingrang seriously, silently pressed the scarf into her bosom, and stretched out her hand to open the storage box.

There were not many things inside, Qi Xi saw the glasses case at a glance.

She took out the box, found the glasses cloth, took her glasses from Meng Qingrang's hand, and wiped them slowly.

There was no music in the car, so Qi Xi felt quiet, so he found a topic to ask Meng Qingrang, "Mr. Meng, do you have prescriptions for your glasses?"

Meng Qingrang, "Yes, eight hundred and five."

"Ah?" Qi Xi was surprised, 850 degrees and five meters away, there are only two men and women. With such a high degree, are you sure you can drive without wearing glasses?

Meng Qingrang calmly turned his head to look at Qi Xi, "Don't worry, the right eye is 5.3." The gentle smile gave Qi Xi the illusion that she was deliberately teasing her.

Qi Xi didn't go to ask for proof, but continued to ask on this topic: "Why are the two eyes so different?"

Meng Qingrang held the steering wheel with one hand, and followed the crowded traffic ahead, "Accident at work."

After saying that, Meng Qingrang laughed suddenly, and asked Qi Xi, "Do you still not know what I do?"

Qi Xi wanted to say that he knew, but the words changed around his lips and became, "I don't know."

"Women's clothing designer, to put it bluntly, is a high-end tailor." Meng Qingrang's tone was teasing, "So don't keep thinking about returning my clothes in the future, I don't need yours."

Qi Xi smiled, held the packed glasses case and said, "Okay."

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Meng Qing asked Qi Xi to go to a western restaurant for dinner. The inside looked ordinary, similar to what Qi Xi usually went with Tang Jia. The only difference was that there were two floors here, and the building was eight floors , Sitting by the window, you can see half of the city immersed in the night scene of neon lights, giving people a kind of alternative that is obviously in the hustle and bustle, but quiet like water.

"What do you want?" Meng Qingrang asked Qi Xi.

Qi Xi declined, "I'm not familiar with this place, so you can order."

Meng Qingrang, "Well, are there any taboos?"

Qi Xi, "No."

Food came out quickly.

After the meal, Meng Qingrang asked Qi Xi, "Have you brought a computer?"

Qi Xi, "Bring it."

Meng Qing asked, "Take it out."

Meng Qingrang got up and walked to another empty table, moved the decorations on the table to the side, and said to Qi Xi who had already taken out the computer: "Come here and sit."

Qi Xi came over with the computer in her arms.

"Open the plan you sent me, let's take a look together." Meng Qingrang said, turned around and moved his previous chair over, and sat next to Qi Xi.

The small table for the two of them was very narrow, and it was obviously crowded on the same side. Qi Xi didn't have to lower her head to feel their knees touching each other. Her coldness, Meng Qingrang's heat, and that warmth penetrated through her clothes. It is constantly transferring heat to her body.

"Let's start." Meng Qingrang reminded.

Qi Xi responded, opened the PPT, and entered the working state in a second, "Mr. Meng, your house is too big, no matter how you pretend it won't feel like an ordinary family's 'crowded' feeling, but the essence of life is noisy. .”

"Understood, so what do you think?"

"I suggest modifying the color and furnishings, stretching the visual tenderness, and turning the minimalist emptiness into slow-paced comfort. First of all, the living room..."

The last time Meng Qingrang watched Qi Xi work was at the exhibition site, the voices were noisy and the space was small, no matter how carefully she listened, she couldn't control the noise from overpowering part of her original voice.

Today, when there was no one around, she suddenly found that Qi Xi's voice was pleasant - the rhythm was moderate, the tone was moderate, and the simple and crisp enunciation was mixed with maturity and calmness, which was very feminine.

"President Meng?" Seeing that Meng Qingrang had been silent, Qi Xi called her suspiciously.

Meng Qingrang closed his eyes, and said frankly: "I didn't hear the question just now, please say it again."

Qi Xi suddenly began to doubt himself.

Could it be that she bought her first-class and second-class Mandarin certificate at the bottom of the box?

Impossible, she hasn't lost her memory yet.

Qi Xi repeated patiently, "Which of the two options on the balcony do you prefer?"

Meng Qingrang, "Which two kinds?"

Qi Xi, "..." How about starting over from the beginning?

Of course, Qi Xi didn't dare to go back directly like this, so he spoke again with a very good attitude, and finally concluded his statement, "To put it simply, it is connected to the living room, or separated, which do you prefer?"

Meng Qingrang looked at the two comparison pictures on the left and right for a while, then turned his gaze to meet Qi Xi's waiting gaze, "Which one do you like?"

Qi Xi smiled, "Mr. Meng, as your designer, I am obliged to provide you with choices and suggestions, but you can't let me decide everything. This is your home. If you like it, you will live comfortably."

Under normal circumstances, Qi Xi would not be so 'disrespectful' to clients. It was actually Meng Qingrang who had a face-to-face chat from the design process to today, and almost had a point to choose, so she asked her 'which one do you like'.

What she likes doesn't mean that Meng Qingrang also likes it, she always chooses something.

"I trust your vision." Meng Qingrang replied, no matter how familiar the words sounded.

Qi Xi put down the mouse, and Meng Qingrang looked at each other with a little more vigilance, "Mr. Meng, during the two months when I made plans for Du Mingcheng, he also reacted in the same way. He seemed very cooperative, but in fact..."

Leave half of Qi Xi's words, everyone who understands understands, and with Meng Qingrang's temperament, naturally he will not pretend to be stupid with her.

"Do you think I, like him, just want to sleep with you through the decoration?" Meng Qingrang asked.

Her words were too straightforward, Qi Xi was taken aback, her ears became uncontrollably warm, but her face remained calm, "No?"

"No." Meng Qingrang returned quickly, laughed, and said, "To be precise, it's not entirely true."

Qi Xi frowned, "What do you mean?"

"It means..." Meng Qingrang dragged his voice, called out the full name of Qi Xi who had been looking at her, and asked her, "You really can't see that I'm chasing you?"

Qi Xi's first reaction was nonsense.

Afterwards, she seemed to hear a very light 'plop', like a stone accidentally falling into the center of a lake, and when she found it, there were only circles of ripples slowly spreading outward.

"I am a woman." Qi Xi said calmly.

Meng Qingrang looked at her with a smile, his gentle eyebrows were bathed in the soft light above his head, "Didn't I tell you that I like women?"