She messed with me first

Qi Xi had just woken up, she was in a daze, and her sluggish thoughts couldn't make sense of what was going on. It was Meng Qingrang who looked at the time and reminded her, "Go back to sleep, it's one o'clock."

Qi Xi was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look out of the car reflexively.

There was silence at the entrance of the community. The gate was tied with an iron chain, leaving a gap in the middle just enough for people to pass through.

It turned out to be really that late.

Qi Xi slowly came back to his senses, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you kindly gave me a ride, but I've made you so hard."

"It's okay." Meng Qingrang always said this. When she adjusted her sitting posture, her expression froze for a moment. Although it was very fast and shallow, Qi Xi still saw it. "What's wrong?" she asked.

Meng Qingrang rubbed his legs, and said in a helpless tone, "I haven't slept in the car before, maybe my posture is wrong, and my legs are numb."

"Then can I still drive later?" Qi Xi was worried, Meng Qing made his home not close to here, and it was the dead of night and the time of mental fatigue.

Meng Qingrang just glanced at her, as if she heard her worry, smiled and said: "Don't worry, I slept for a while when you woke up, and you are still in good condition now."

Qi Xi hesitated.

After a moment of stalemate, Qi Xi tentatively asked, "Would you like to make do with my place for a night?"

Meng Qing paused, raised his head, and stared at Qi Xi through the night with a pair of beautiful and peaceful eyes.

Qi Xi thought she was worried about something, blinked her eyes, and said in a steady voice: "My place is a little small, but it is changed and cleaned every week, and it is very clean."

"I don't care about this." Meng Qingrang withdrew his hands rubbing his legs, turned slightly, looked at Qi Xi's calm eyes, and asked her, "Qi Xi, did you forget something?"

"What?" Qi Xi asked subconsciously. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, a sentence popped up in his head for no reason, 'You really can't see that I'm chasing you? '

Qi Xi suddenly felt awkward, but Meng Qing made this person seem to like to add fuel to the flames, "Take me home, and you are not afraid that I will do something to you?" She asked, her tone was mostly joking.

Qi Xi heard that, but the awkwardness faded instead, met her gaze, and said frankly: "Isn't this topic already over?" She refused, she said OK, she must have understood correctly, right?

Meng Qingrang didn't say a word, just stared at Qi Xi, his eyes fell from her eyes to the tip of her nose, then to her lightly pursed lips, and finally moved away, picked up the car keys thrown in the cup holder and said, "Excuse me. "

call--

Qi Xi exhaled lightly and followed Meng Qingrang to get out of the car.

When she touched the handle, she was stunned by the slight slippery feeling in her palm, and then she opened the door and got out of the car as if nothing had happened.

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This neighborhood is very old, still the small sixth floor in the early years, there is no elevator, the corridors are narrow and crowded, and there is a dark and damp feeling.

Qi Xi walked in front, and the moment she opened the door, an unknown creature rushed out and rushed towards her.

Meng Qingrang didn't know the existence of Tangyuan, but still thought it was some dangerous person, so he raised his arm instinctively, hooked Qi Xi's shoulder from behind, and brought her to his side.

Unprepared, Qi Xi staggered and almost fell into Meng Qingrang's arms in a hurry.

Tang Yuan looked at it, it was terrible, and she thought Meng Qing had done something to Qi Xi, and immediately the protector raised her tail eagerly, and yelled at her, "Wow!"

The body of the person behind him trembled, the arms around his shoulders suddenly tightened, and the breath that was slowly hitting his ears disappeared.

This is clearly frightened performance.

Qi Xi glanced back, tapped his toes, and shouted in a deep voice, "Tangyuan!"

Tangyuan was murdered for no reason, so she let out a grievous 'woo', and nestled by the door and stopped screaming.

"Scared you, this is my dog ​​named Tangyuan, it recognizes people better." Qi Xi and Meng Qingrang explained.

"En." Meng Qingrang responded, and the arms around Qi Xi's shoulders did not relax at all.

Qi Xi's back shoulder was forced to lean against Meng Qing so that she couldn't move, so she could only distance her lower body from her as much as possible. The posture was very awkward, and it was very uncomfortable to hold on for a long time.

As a last resort, she took the initiative to remind, "Mr. Meng, can you let me go?"

Meng Qingrang seemed to lower her head, and the hot breath that she exhaled could touch Qi Xi's neck, and it was faint, and quickly disappeared as she let go of her hand and retreated.

"Come in, you don't need to change your shoes." Qi Xi turned on the light and said.

Meng Qingrang glanced at the glutinous rice balls at Qi Xi's feet, and walked in next to the wall on the other side—it was only a small single room, furnished simply and comfortably. Great contrast.

Because it was too late, the two of them simply washed up, and then lay down with their clothes on.

On the same bed.

There is no way, Qi Xi's place is really small, the sofas are all for one person, there is no extra space for the second person to make do with, but fortunately her bed is big enough, even if both of them lie flat, there will be a path between them .

After turning off the lights, there was silence everywhere, and even weak breathing or turning over was extraordinarily clear.

"Can't sleep?" Meng Qingrang asked.

Qi Xi stopped in the middle of her sideways movement, lay down again, closed her eyes and said, "A little bit, I guess I slept too much in the car just now. By the way, Mr. Meng, I haven't asked you all this time, are you satisfied with the decoration of the house?" Qi Xi remembered and asked.

Meng Qingrang slept on the side near the balcony, and the silver moonlight came in from the window, casting a hazy light on her body, "Satisfied." She said, "You played the 'space' very well, obviously not much There are too many things, and when you walk in, the feeling is completely different from before. As you said before, you helped me turn the minimalist emptiness into a slow-paced comfort, which is very successful. Qi Xi, you are far beyond your imagination It's great."

Qi Xi has been in the industry for 6 years. Although she has never experienced being sought after by others, she has never given up her pride. She is naturally happy when her works are recognized by others, and her conversations are unconsciously thickened. "When I was in school, the teacher said 'space The purpose is not to suppress, but to communicate and cooperate'. If you do this well, minimalism and gorgeousness can also coexist harmoniously. When designing for you, I have always followed this principle. , only change the overall atmosphere, as well as the color..."

Qi Xi can't finish talking about design, but what Meng Qingrang lacks most is patience.

She listened quietly, responding in due time.

At some point, she turned sideways and lay face to face with Qi Xi, staring at her eyes filled with enthusiasm through the hazy moonlight and the silent night.

Those eyes are heart-wrenching.

Meng Qingrang wanted to stretch out his hand to touch it freely, but was afraid of ruining this rare moment, so he only followed Qi Xi's enthusiasm and asked, "So you like design?"

Qi Xi's eloquent talk was interrupted, and after knowing what posture she was in now, she was pulling her to say so many unnecessary words, and she was a little annoyed that she was getting carried away.

She leaned back without any trace, and said, "Sorry, I talk too much, go to sleep, right now..."

"Qi Xi." Meng Qingrang suddenly admitted the truth, "If you don't want to be a lover, let's be friends first, okay?"

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Arriving at [-]:[-] the next day, Qi Xi, who had almost lost sleep all night, immediately opened his eyes.

On the side, Meng Qingrang was still sleeping soundly, facing her sideways, probably because there was no floor heating, most of his face was huddled in the quilt, looking strange, strange...

OK you.

Qi Xi forcibly prevented the words 'cute', which had nothing to do with Meng Qingrang, from breaking into her mind.

She lifted the quilt lightly and got out of bed, wrapped a coat and went out to buy breakfast.

Qi Xi closed the door with his front foot, and Meng Qingrang woke up with his back foot, his gentle eyes greeted the faint morning light.

To be honest, she didn't sleep well last night, it was too cold, and the sound insulation here was not good. When she was just a little sleepy, there was a clear sound of spatulas clashing outside the window—probably the vendor was preparing for dawn. Breakfast to sell.

However, these can't affect her good mood at the moment. When she thinks of Qi Xi's "good" in the dark, she feels that no matter how noisy the morning is, it can become pleasant and comfortable.

Meng Qingrang lay down for a while, then got up to tidy up.

Tang Yuan also treated Meng Qing as a bad guy, and followed her all the way, even the narrow bathroom, so she had to be careful when she turned around, lest she accidentally step on Tang Yuan's paws, but that's exactly what Tang Yuan did. After making a fuss, Meng Qingrang noticed that Qi Xi's place was so pitifully small that he could see everything at a glance, and there was no room for movement.

Open the window, there are noisy voices, the air is stuffy, and there is no livable environment.

Soon, there was a jingle of keys colliding at the door, followed by the sound of the door lock. Qi Xi gently opened the door and walked in from the outside.

Seeing Meng Qingrang leaning against the table, Qi Xi froze for a moment, with a smile on his face, "Get up."

"Yeah." Meng Qingrang straightened up and walked towards Qi Xi.

The steamed bun she held in her hand was still steaming, but the tip of her nose was flushed by the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, making her face look whiter by contrast.

"Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, I may not be able to keep you in the house for dinner. It's far away from my company. If I don't go by car, I will be late." Qi Xi hurriedly said.

With that said, Qi Xi put the buns on the table, hurriedly opened the closet, and looked for clothes from inside.

Seeing the crumpled work suit, Qi Xixin said that it was broken. I came back too late yesterday and didn't iron it. I was wearing this suit... Qi Xi looked down and sighed silently. It was even worse.

"Wear this." Meng Qingrang, who was standing behind Qi Xi at some point, stretched out her hand, her thin wrist crossed Qi Xi's shoulder, and then passed in front of her eyes, and took off the light-colored suit hanging on the other side— - It was the first time she went to Meng Qingrang's house, and she brought it to change her clothes.

"It is the bottom line to dress cleanly and neatly at work, and to dress pleasingly is respect, for both colleagues and yourself." Meng Qingrang said in a very close voice.

At first glance, her height is about the same as Qi Xi's, but to be honest, she is actually a little shorter than her, and now she is standing in a relaxed posture, not so straight, and when she speaks, the breath of her words is almost like hitting Qi Xi's shoulders and necks , long and warm.

Qi Xi pursed her lips, staggered by turning around, took the clothes Meng Qingrang was holding in her hand, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to wear your clothes, my colleagues will think I bought fakes."

Meng Qingrang remained silent and looked straight at Qi Xi with a usual smile on his lips.

Looks like you already know who she is.

Meng Qingrang didn't make it clear, and just followed Qi Xi's joke and continued: "This is my own clothes, and Nature has never sold them. If you are really asked, you can say that the original ones found on the Internet should not be There will be doubts."

Qi Xi asked back: "What if someone asks me for a link?"

Meng Qingrang raised her eyebrows, "Your question really stumps me." After thinking for a while, she suggested quite seriously, "Or you can say that the boss is only good at making clothes, not good at management, and that he will lose money to the store. Gone?"

Qi Xi didn't expect Meng Qingrang to give such absurd and perfunctory reasons at all, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

very short.

After that, he and Meng Qingrang looked at each other quietly.

After a few seconds, both of them laughed at the same time.

For the first time, there is no gap between the identity of the employer and the designer, and I feel happy simply because of a boring conversation.

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In the end, Qi Xi still couldn't get on the bus. Meng Qingrang personally sent her downstairs to the company on the grounds that she took him in last night and wanted something in return.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng. You drive slowly for a while. Roads are being built nearby, and accidents often occur during peak hours." Qi Xi said while unfastening his seat belt.

One foot stepped on the ground, and the wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Qi Xi turned around suspiciously, "Boss Meng?"

Meng Qing kept his movements unchanged, looked at her with a smile and said, "It was agreed last night that we can be friends. If you are so polite to me again, I will get angry."

It sounded like a joke, but Qi Xi had no choice but to take it seriously.

She turned her wrist naturally, pulled Meng Qingrang away, and said calmly: "Friends can't be used in vain."

Meng Qingrang didn't deny it, changed the subject and said, "Then you should treat me better in the future."

Qi Xi, "..." How could there be such a eloquent person?

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With a ride, Qi Xi arrived about half an hour earlier than usual, and the office was still empty. She lazily leaned on the back of the chair to let herself go, and when she concentrated a little, the thought of being in the car with Meng Qingrang popped up in her mind. chat.

She suggested that she change to a place with a better environment, and also suggested that she buy a scooter, otherwise she would not be able to sleep well due to the noise every day, and a lot of time would be wasted on the way to and from get off work.

A very pertinent suggestion is to consider it, especially the car. She spends about four hours a day commuting, which is too much trouble.

Qi Xi wanted to do it, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and sent Tang Jia a WeChat consultation: [Jia, do you have a client who is selling second-hand cars?Help me ask, I want to buy, preferably zero down payment. 】