She messed with me first

As Meng Qingrang listened, Qi Xi's brisk tone seemed to be tainted with his peaceful mood. The arc of his eyes and smile was obviously clearer than usual. He stretched out his hand to her and said, "Go home."

"Now?" Qi Xi lightened his happy expression, grabbed Meng Qingrang's wrist with both hands, turned over and looked at the time, "It's only eleven o'clock, didn't you say it's going to be all night?"

Meng Qing laughed, "That's just an excuse to lie to you to come up with me. If it's really all night, I'll let you go back first."

"I hate it." Qi Xi pretended to be annoyed and hammered Meng Qing's palm with his fist, "It's fine to take up the time that should belong to me and pay others' favors, but you still dare to lie to me."

Meng Qingrang accepted it calmly, "Although there is a mistake, there are excusable circumstances."

Qi Xi couldn't help laughing, "Hmph, what's the excuse?"

"Here." Meng Qingrang held Qi Xi's fist in the palm of her hand, and gently pressed her finger and ring finger with her naturally fitting thumb, and said with a smile, "I lied to you to accompany 'me', not to lie to you. Anything else." The deliberately heavy word "I" is clearly telling Qi Xi that she just wants to find a reason to meet her.

Qi Xi was overjoyed all of a sudden, spread her hands, and met Meng Qingrang's palms, then slid up, grabbed her thin wrist, and stood up with strength and said, "Forgive you."

Meng Qingrang, "Thank you Teacher Qi for your generosity."

"Well——" Qi Xi dragged his voice, leaned forward until his chin rested on Meng Qingrang's shoulder, and touched her cheek, and whispered, "Actually, I still like you to call me like you did just now."

Meng Qingrang tilted his head slightly, brushed his face from Qi Xi's delicate skin, and complied with her request, "Okay, Xi Xi."

Qi Xi's steady foot rubbed against the ground unconsciously, and pressed her chin on Meng Qing's shoulder even more tightly. After a while, she left her, leaned on the table with her legs bent, and said, "You told me before that it's a mess here. In order, it is obviously lying to me."

The sudden new topic, Meng Qingrang subconsciously asked "Is there any?" After Qi Xi nodded solemnly, he looked around for a week and admitted, "I'm in a hurry recently."

"Hahaha, Meng Qingrang, I find you are really funny sometimes." Qi Xi bent over with a smile.

Meng Qing let but smiled and said nothing, waiting for Qi Xi to continue.

Qi Xi laughed at her for a long time, propped his body on the edge of the table with both hands, and said: "Just now, while you were busy, I looked at this place for a long time, and I think it is more accurate to say that the 'chaos' here should be called dazzling. That The shelves that take up almost half the wall are filled with fabrics, right?"

Meng Qingrang followed Qi Xi's gaze and saw that a piece of embroidery that had just been brought back from the inheritor of the non-inherited heritage was still unfolding and hanging, the lightness and delicacy visible to the naked eye.

"Well, a volume can range from tens of thousands to millions." Meng Qingrang said.

Qi Xi regretted, "Tsk, I should have taken a scroll while you were not paying attention."

Meng Qingrang chuckled, "Then my main job tonight is to go to the police station to redeem you."

"Okay, forget it." Qi Xi turned his gaze and looked at the various design manuscripts scattered on the tables in front of him. With a casual glance, he could find exquisite patterns created from inheritance and innovation; There are many things called human platforms that Meng Qingrang told her before. Even if the works covered on them have not been completed, you can still get a glimpse of its stunning shape; what shocked Qi Xi most is the ones nailed to the wall. The photos, especially the lower left corner, only occupied a very small part of the group - the strong sense of atmosphere made her mistakenly think that the models on it were legends that came out of distant oriental myths.

"Meng Qingrang, do you design those in the photos?" Qi Xi asked.

Meng Qingrang, "Yes, the group on the lower left that hasn't been changed is part of my design for my solo exhibition at Qingmu Gallery in the east of the city last year."

Hearing Meng Qingrang's answer, Qi Xi quickly turned her head to look at her with peaceful eyes, the light in her eyes seemed to overflow.

It was so dazzling that Meng Qingrang couldn't help but ask, "Why do you look at me like that?"

Qi Xi couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, "So many gorgeous designs, the first thing I saw was yours, and the last thing I fell in love with was yours. What do you call it?"

Meng Qingrang smiled, "Fate is destined?"

"It's easy to get acquainted, but hard to find a bosom friend." Qi Xi stood up and suddenly recognized the truth, "Meng Qingrang, wait for me, and when my design can match yours one day, I will personally design a solo exhibition for you." Venue." Only in this way can we be worthy of this meeting from different worlds but with the same preferences.

Meng Qingrang's peaceful smile finally became turbulent. She looked at Qi Xi's firm eyes without blinking, and said, "Such a heavy promise, out of politeness, do I have to give you something in return?"

Qi Xi wanted to say no, this is something she willingly agreed to, but the words came to her lips, "What is the reward?"

Meng Qingrang, "If you don't have any other skills, just give me a dress that can be seen by the whole world, but belongs to you alone."

She said it lightly, but Qi Xi had heard Tang Jia's popular science that the "world" in the fashion industry lasts all year round, and what Meng Qingrang wanted to show her in the fashion show at the Couture Week was the "superlative" defined by the fashion industry of a skirt.

Qi Xi looked at her with burning eyes and said, "It's a deal."

Meng Qingrang, "It's a deal."

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When the two returned home, the glutinous rice balls had already been arranged by the aunt to sleep in the nest.

Qi Xi didn't see it all day, so she ran to look at it worriedly. Who would have thought about it, but she didn't wake up the glutinous rice balls, which made her sigh, "Fortunately, I don't expect you to look after the nursing home. Otherwise, I was sold out in the middle of the night, and you didn’t even know how to scream. No, have you gained weight? Why is your waist gone?”

Meng Qingrang leaned against the wall, listening to Qi Xi complaining about glutinous rice balls with great joy, "Have you ever 'tortured' glutinous rice balls like this before?"

Qi Xi replied very confidently, "Not only that, but also used its head as a bench for the mouse pad."

Meng Qingrang imagined the scene, but still couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "I know it's wrong, but I still want to sympathize with the glutinous rice balls for a while."

Qi Xi also laughed, stopped tossing the glutinous rice balls, stood up and took two steps, and leaned lazily against the wall like Meng Qingrang, and said, "If you've seen it sloppy, you definitely wouldn't say that."

Meng Qing asked with a smile: "Give me an example?"

Qi Xi blurted out, "One time when Gu Yang was away, Jiajia didn't dare to sleep by herself, so she asked me to accompany her. I happened to force glutinous rice balls to lose weight a few days ago, and I had an unpleasant fight with it. In order to please it, I took it with me. It passed. Guess what? When I woke up the next day, it peed on the sofa, carpet, and slippers. I can still recall Jiajia’s broken expression.”

"It turned out to be a habitual offender." Meng Qingrang said with a smile.

Qi Xi didn't know that Tangyuan had tossed Meng Qingrang like this, so he asked back without knowing why: "What habitual offender?"

Meng Qingrang shook his head and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

Qi Xi was skeptical, "I'm going to take a shower, and I won't be able to get up tomorrow if I dawdle."

After Qi Xi finished speaking, he left directly.

Meng Qing stood still, followed her back, and said slowly: "Xixi, did you forget something?"

Qi Xi paused and turned around, "What?"

Meng Qingrang smiled especially gently, "Talk about my girlfriend's rights."

"!!" Qi Xixin finished speaking, she patronized Meng Qingrang and her studio tonight, and forgot such an important matter.

"Ha——" Qi Xi covered her mouth with her hands, yawned big, and said pretending to be innocent, "I'm so sleepy."

Meng Qing asked to watch her act.

At a quarter past twelve, the two finished washing and went back to their rooms to sleep.

Meng Qingrang was used to drawing a few strokes of manuscripts in his sleep, a rough concept, which would not take up too much time.

As soon as the pen was put down, someone knocked on the bedroom door twice tentatively.

Meng Qing stopped the movement of putting the pen sideways, turned her head, and said to the direction of the door: "I'm not asleep, come in." The only one who can come to her at this point is Qi Xi.

Sure enough, the door lock was pressed, and Qi Xi in pajamas walked in slowly from outside.

Meng Qing asked to put down the pen and paper and sit back, and asked with a smile, "Why did you come here? Can't sleep?"

Qi Xi sat kneeling on the edge of the bed with one leg, her loose long hair wafting a faint fragrance, "Do you mind?"

Meng Qingrang understood the endless questions, she smiled and said, "I'm just kidding, you can understand it as jealousy, it's a kind of fun between couples."

"Really?" Qi Xi was suspicious.

Lying on the bed just now, her mind was full of Meng Qingrang.

At this age, she must know that some people care about the past.

You don't tell, she doesn't ask, it seems that everything is going well, who can guarantee that one day it won't become an inextricable knot?

She always likes to plan for a rainy day, rather than waiting for the embankment of a thousand miles to collapse in an ant's nest.

Some words, it is better to say clearly at that time.

"Really." Meng Qingrang said, "Tang Jia sent such a series of words all of a sudden, as a famous and important rightful owner, if I don't do something, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"Yes." Qi Xi agreed, otherwise why did she have the urge to tear Tang Jia apart at that time, it was too troublesome, but then again, "Aren't the rights and interests mutual?"

Meng Qing laughed, "Well, it's mutual. What kind of rights does Teacher Qi want?"

Qi Xi recalled that she had been 'worried and frightened' all afternoon, and was unwilling to let it go easily.

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Xi habitually licked his dry lips after drinking the overheated water, looked at Meng Qing's clear eyes and said: "Before, you said that my voice made you unable to resist, right? ?”

Meng Qingrang smiled and asked knowingly, "You mean the emotional voice?"

Qi Xi was put on again for no reason, and her desire to see Meng Qing let her suffer suddenly became heavier.

She cleared her throat with a cough, and then said slowly: "Since the rights and interests are to be held by each other, please ask Teacher Meng to call me a few times."

Meng Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Soon, Qi Xi saw it clearly, and she thought quite proudly: I have mastered all kinds of tricks on my parents and students before I learned the etiquette, so many years are definitely not in vain yes, also...

The complacency lasted halfway through and stopped abruptly.

Meng Qingrang stared quietly at Qi Xi's eyebrows, smiling all the time, "Yes, but it depends on whether Teacher Qi has the ability."

----

red.If Qi Xi doesn't accept the naked provocation, there will be no place to put his face.

She simply took off her slippers and sat up, facing Meng Qingrang's eyes with a soft smile, and approached her inch by inch.

Until she crossed her body leaning against the head of the bed and turned off the last light.

Meng Qingrang likes to watch the rising sun in the morning, and keeps the curtains open all year round.

At this moment, the lights were turned off, and the hazy moonlight took the opportunity to find its own sense of existence, and flooded in, illuminating most of the room.

Meng Qingrang looked at Qi Xi who was only a short distance away from him but hadn't made any further moves, and asked with a smile, "What are you going to do next? Sleeping in clothes?"

Qi Xi raised her eyes and smiled, the moonlight just shone into her dark eyes, adding a charming color that captivated the soul.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I felt even worse.

"Sleep you."

----

The next day will be bright, and everything will be silent.

Meng Qingrang woke up before the alarm clock.

On the side, Qi Xi was still sleeping.

Lying flat, breathing evenly, with a quiet expression, even a little cold.

This is the second time they share the same bed, but it is the first time that Meng Qingrang wakes up first, and it is also the first time that she can distinguish the feeling of "not to be messed with" from Qi Xi.

Ah.

If he is easy to provoke, he has no ability to press Du Mingcheng, a burly man, on the table so that he has no strength to fight back, let alone the ability... Heh, the protagonist of Jinjiang does not deserve xsh, the protagonist of Jinjiang does not deserve xsh, the protagonist of Jinjiang Not equipped with xsh, Jinjiang protagonist does not deserve xsh, Jinjiang protagonist does not deserve xsh, Jinjiang protagonist does not deserve xsh, Jinjiang protagonist does not deserve xsh! ! !

here……

Meng Qingrang turned sideways, and the place where [Jinjiang protagonist does not deserve xsh] on his back suddenly began to feel faintly hot again.

This is the high-risk place where she eventually fell.

Qi Xi found out last night.

After finding out, she was kissed by her for a long time, sucking lingeringly, nibbling irregularly, until she finally made a sound, and praised her with a low smile behind her. It is the real sound of nature in the world, even the lingering sound is enough to linger for three days'.

Meng Qingrang raised his hand and gently squeezed his still uncomfortable throat.

She didn't know what kind of expression Qi Xi used to say this sentence.

She didn't let her look, and turned her back.

All the way through.

The reason is probably 'Meng Qingrang, I have never seen such a beautiful back'.

However, according to her analysis, most likely it was Qi Xi's private 'revenge', intentional.

Meng Qingrang smiled silently, lifted the quilt gently and got out of bed, stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, her upper body was not naked.

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I can’t delete it, I can’t delete it, come on, Jiang, please tell me how else I can make up the number of words?Did you hide your hand here?Or cut your hair to become a nun, ordained as a monk, eat fast and chant Buddha every day, and tell you "Amitabha Buddha"?They all said I got it, I got it, the protagonist of Jinjiang doesn't deserve to have a mouth and below, isn't this deleted?After deleting it, can't you just paste a few sentences to make up the word count?Oh, then you should change the rules so that Chapter V can be submitted normally after the revision of the word count.It is not allowed to delete, and it is not allowed to reduce the number of words. If I were a monkey, I would immediately pluck a few hairs and put them on the words. The problem is how many years have evolved for human beings, and I have no monkey hair anymore, except for the one who is getting more and more bald by you. hair, would you like it?If you want, can I go to the bathroom to pick up some couriers for you?

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Only then did she finally understand how many sassy intestines there were in Qi Xi's stomach.

So what if you know, don't you just follow her heart, follow her wishes, and let her do what she wants?

Meng Qingrang shook his head with a smile, moved forward, picked up the short sleeve and put it on his body.

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