She messed with me first

Waking up in the morning, Qi Xi felt weak all over, and felt uncomfortable in the slightly damp pajamas.

Fortunately, the fever is gone, and people are much more relaxed than last night.

Before opening his eyes, Qi Xi still touched his side habitually.

In the past, she could always touch a warm embrace, and she would hug it skillfully, and be intimate with its owner for a while. During this time, there was only a cold empty bed, today... the same.

Qi Xi opened his eyes, and his mind was so calm that he let go.

Hearing a restrained cough suddenly, surprise flashed through his eyes, and after that, only calmness remained.

Qi Xi hugged the quilt and sat up, looking towards the window.

Meng Qingrang, who was wearing plain home clothes, sat on the bay window, with one leg bent over the sketchbook, holding a half-used pencil by Qi Xi in his hand.

Probably because she was afraid of coughing too loudly, the back of her hand was pressing the corner of her lips.

Looking at Qi Xi's gaze from the corner of the eye, Meng Qing stopped his movements, lowered his hands, turned to look at Qi Xi and said, "Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Qi Xi's face was covered with a layer of bright morning light, and his eyes were very bright with a smile, "It's not uncomfortable, what are you doing? Painting me?"

If this kind of question was changed in the past, Meng Qingrang would probably answer a few sweet words to amuse Qi Xi. Today, she just turned the sketchbook to the first page by pulling the blanket, and then turned it over to show Qi Xi, " Line draft of the new design."

Qi Xi's expression was gloomy, "When did your level of coaxing degenerate to this level? At this time, even if you lie to me, you should say 'yes', okay."

"By the way, did you say before that you are not best at portraiture? At that time, you refused to tell me what it was, saying that I would become angry with embarrassment. Can you say it now?" Qi Xi remembered and asked.

Meng Qingrang looked at Qi Xi for a while, and slowly uttered two words, "Human body."

"Oh." Qi Xi could figure out the reason right away, "Women?" She asked, it was pure nonsense, why don't couturiers draw women?

Meng Qingrang, "Yes."

"Do you look good with me?"

"Models are mostly thin."

"So, I'm still worth seeing?"

Qi Xi smiled for a while, lifted the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, pulled off the crumpled pajamas, and asked with a smile: "Can you draw a picture for me too?"

Meng Qingrang clenched the pen in his hand.

In order to design the most suitable fashion for the human body, she began to draw the human body at the age of 13, studying every proportion of the human body, from half-naked to full.Naked, standing, sitting and lying down, she has painted every form.

In her eyes, a model is a model, and it will not arouse her slightest desire.see.

Qi Xi...

This is the woman she loves, with only a thin wrist exposed, she will unconsciously imagine the feeling when holding it, imagine the temperature when being touched by the palm attached to it, and the slender fingers on her body Deadly pleasure in and out.

draw her?Better goug out her eyes first.

"Why, my figure doesn't match your painting?" Seeing that Meng Qingrang didn't speak, Qi Xi said teasingly, "You have been too busy to touch me recently, so you must not know that my waist is getting thinner again. Those models of yours can support you. I can also wear the clothes that can stand up, give me some face, otherwise I won’t be able to get off the stage.”

The air was very quiet, and Meng Qing kept ringing in his ears.

She lowered her head and flipped through the sketchbook, looking for a blank page.

I turned to the end and finally found a page.

In the front, except for the scribbled line drawing that Qi Xi showed just now, the rest are all Qi Xi's watercolor portraits.

A whole book, all about her.

She wanted to engrave Qi Xi in her mind, and draw it with her eyes closed, so that no one would find out that she still missed her.

The line draft on the first page is pure cover-up.

It is self-evident who is used to deceive.

"You just had a fever and your body is still weak. I will simply draw two strokes." Meng Qingrang said.

With a smile on her face, Qi Xi looked at her motionlessly, and said, "Don't, if you want to draw, draw carefully and see clearly. In the future, even if you want to draw, you may not have this opportunity."

after? !

Meng Qingrang's heartbeat dropped rapidly, and he bit hard until he felt sore at the root before he calmly raised his head and looked at Qi Xi.

She was standing by the bed not more than four or five meters away from her, barefoot, and was undressing herself—brows and eyes drooping slightly, her movements open, and the smile on her face showed nothing unusual.

"I sweated last night and my hair was messy. Is this okay?" Qi Xi walked naked to the other side of the bay window and leaned against it, and asked with a smile.

Meng Qingrang squeezed the sketchbook hard, and his heart continued to sink.

There is a bottomless pit below, and once she stepped on the ground, she could never find a way back.

"Is it okay?" Qi Xi asked again.

She spoke without concealing it, and she could see the beautiful scenery in front of her at a glance, and she could vaguely see the faint peach color on her skin.

It's not weakness after illness, it's desire for another woman.The most realistic response when looking.

She was obviously so beautiful that it was unbelievably beautiful, but in Meng Qingrang's eyes, it was as if a blunt knife had sharpened her heart, if there was no blood, the pain just couldn't come out.

Stuffy, stuffy to suffocate.

"Okay." Meng Qingrang said.

Qi Xi laughed, looked down at herself, and reminded her, "Draw more beautifully."

Meng Qing made the pen on the paper so heavy that he couldn't move an inch, "Okay."

The time is so long.

About two hours later, Meng Qingrang finally put away the pen.

Qi Xi didn't go to see how her painting was doing, but walked to the bed and asked her while getting dressed, "Can you give me this one?"

Meng Qing subconsciously clenched, and Qi Xi's words "there is no chance in the future" echoed repeatedly in her mind. If this picture is given to her, will she never see Qi Xi like this again?

"Is there anything else you want? Anything." Meng Qingrang asked Qi Xi.

Qi Xi's clasped hand slid aside, "You want to give me a gift? It seems like there are no special days recently."

"No."

"Then why did you suddenly give me something? Well——" Qi Xi dragged his voice and asked with a smile, "It can't be that you have done something to apologize to me and want to make up for it? Let it be, you..."

"I'm getting engaged." Meng Qingrang said, and as soon as the words came out, his heart that kept falling finally hit the ground.

Meng Qingrang knew that the smashing must have been smashed, but she didn't feel it at all. She waited silently for Qi Xi to fasten the last button, then looked up at herself, and said with a smile, "I thought you were going to hide it from me. It’s known all over the Internet.”

Meng Qingrang was surprised, thinking of Qi Xi's previous reaction, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, "When did you know?"

"Lingling's husband sent a gossip yesterday afternoon. After work, I went downstairs to listen to your company." Qi Xi smiled calmly, "Rang Rang, I really panicked at first, but I wanted to I thought it was impossible for you to treat me well, so I didn't ask you, I told you to go out with an umbrella with a high fever, check whether your hands are hot, and tell you, I have counted you into the future. "

"Rang Rang, I've tried so hard to please you, do you still want to get engaged to someone else?" Qi Xi asked her with a smile.

Meng Qingrang gritted his teeth, unable to hold back a trace of sourness, "Yes."

"You can't play this kind of joke with me. I told you a long time ago that once I get angry, there is nothing to coax me. I will go, go far away, and have nothing to do with you for the rest of my life."

"No kidding, this is my real life. Tang Jia is right. People in our family, no matter how beautiful they are on the outside, will eventually return to the way they were born with. Marry a well-matched person, or Marry a match."

Yes, Tang Jia said it, and Qi Xi remembered it.

She also said that this situation determines that they will play and play, but they will not and cannot give their sincerity to other unfruitful relationships.

Then, "Meng Qingrang, the second you told me that you would not change your mind, did you really have me in your heart?" Qi Xi said, she thought, as long as Meng Qingrang nodded, she could lower the bottom line a little bit, Don't care so much, even, even...

Qi Xi's "even if" has not yet formed, and Meng Qing has already pressed it back into his stomach, "When you are in love, you can say anything, and it is the most untrustworthy."

Qi Xi was stunned, and then spoke again, her tone became irritable, "But I just believed it. Meng Qingrang, no one can act so realistically, and it's impossible to act for so long without leaking flaws! You just like me, I can guarantee it with my life!"

"Qi Xi, don't be preconceived." Meng Qingrang's rebuttal began to pale.

Qi Xi laughed, her gaze piercing and fierce, she walked quickly to Meng Qingrang, held her wrist firmly with one hand and pressed it to the side, while the other hand stretched in from her trousers without warning, and scratched heavily. Putting the evidence in front of Meng Qingrang's eyes, he asked her with a biting voice, "If you don't like it, why do you have to react? Or do you just look at models like this?"

"Meng Qingrang, do you dare to admit the second possibility?" Qi Xi looked at Meng Qingrang closely, not giving her a chance to evade, "If you are really so casual, how could you wait until the age of 28 to hand over your first handover? Give it to me? Meng Qingrang, don't try to lie to me."

At the end, Qi Xi's voice began to become anxious, especially after seeing Meng Qing's expression of making the water clear, that panic turned into fear in an instant.

Qi Xi let go of Meng Qingrang's wrist, rubbed it distressedly, then held it in her palm like a treasure, looked into her eyes, and begged her to tell the truth, "Rang Rang, do you like me? Don't you?" If I tell you how hard it is for me to like you, you will soften your heart and tell me the truth? Then let me tell you, my mother..."

"I know." Meng Qingrang finally said.

She didn't want Qi Xi to recall those things again, so she could only interrupt.

What about after the interruption?

Qi Xijing was there, looking at her silently, seeing that time seemed to stand still.

"Heh." In the silence, Qi Xi suddenly laughed. She let go of Meng Qingrang, straightened her body and stepped back to the bedside to sit down. She put her hands on her sides, looked at her with a smile and said, "What is this? It wasn't you who first Did you provoke me, why should you quit now? I'm so cheap, you can play as you want, or don't want to?"

Meng Qingrang sat upright, she was afraid that if she bent down, she would never be able to stand up again.

"I'm sorry." Meng Qingrang responded to Qi Xi with the palest language.

"I don't want to be sorry." Qi Xi clasped her hands tightly on the edge of the bed, still wanting to win a little chance for herself, "Can't you try to convince your mother for me? She is strong and can control your path, but as long as your attitude Be firm, what can she do with you? You can go bankrupt and start Nature in order to stick to your philosophy, and you are not even willing to give it a try for me?"

Meng Qing made her paralyzed heart struggle and beat, and the crushing pain immediately came from all directions. She knew that she couldn't last long, so she could only choose to cut the mess quickly, "Whether you try it or not, the result is the same. Our fate, we have enjoyed the advantages it brings, so we have to accept this fate. Qi Xi, I am sorry for you, and you can ask for any compensation you want. "

"I only want you, can you afford it?" Qi Xi stared at Meng Qingrang, "I thought that even the medicine could taste sweet, so nothing was impossible. Meng Qingrang, I'll be there soon Looking for opportunities between us, now you tell me, I am pleasing you and lying to myself, are these all my wishful thinking?"

Meng Qingrang's throat was strangled by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

In Qi Xi's opinion, this reaction was called acquiescence. She let go of her hand weakly, and her voice lowered, "When did you start planning? I was injured? Xiang Jin joined T&F? Or did it start after the new year?"

Meng Qingrang wanted to find a compromise time so that Qi Xi would not be too embarrassing. Before she could say anything, Qi Xi had already said for her, "After the New Year? You suddenly introduced Teacher Yan to me in such a hurry and helped me Looking for a project, is this also your compensation?"

"Before accepting fate, let's talk for a while, experience everything that needs to be experienced, and then do what you should do, Qing Rang, you are such a bastard, so you can clearly understand it." Qi Xi smiled mockingly.

After laughing, he let go of his hands and got up, and said with a blank expression: "I'm not for sale, you don't have to send me with reciprocal benefits, but you don't have to worry about me pestering you, I, Qi Xi, just have a low life, and people don't care about you." cheap."