After getting on with the enemy

Raising his hand to push away the half meatball handed in front of him and bringing it back to Qiao Yan's mouth, Zhou Xiyun said calmly, "Keep it for yourself. I haven't been interested in these things since I was a child, and I don't want to eat them."

Qiao Yan didn't give up, and brought the paper bucket forward again, "Try it, it tastes okay."

Zhou Xiyun said, "I'm not hungry."

"This one won't fill your stomach, it'll be gone in a few mouthfuls." Qiao Yan said, he opened his mouth to kill the meatballs, and then sat closer as if he was hyperactive, with one side of his face puffed up, "Hurry up, or I'll eat them all later. .”

Zhou Xiyun frowned, but still didn't move.

Qiao Yan picked out a bunch of radishes, and he had to let this man eat them. "Take it."

The radish is juicy and juicy, which is quite a piece.Zhou Xiyun still reluctantly picked it up and held it in his hand.

Only then was Qiao Yan satisfied, crossed his legs, pushed the man with his knees, and then gnawed on the rest.

There is no habit of wasting food in this family. Zhou Xiyun stared at the bunch of radishes for a long time, and after a while, he ate them gracefully, leaving no bite left.

Qiao Yan's mouth never stopped, she was chewing from beginning to end, and after eating, she put the stick in Zhou Xiyun's place, and waited until all the radishes had entered the other's stomach, she said disgustingly: "I don't like radishes, they are bland and tasteless. Son."

It's so bad, it's only given to others because of picky eaters.

Zhou Xiyun didn't care, grabbed the remote control to switch to CCTV-6, and said, "It's sweet, it's okay."

"I can't eat it, it feels like I'm gnawing on boiled wilted pears." Qiao Yan said, and then asked, "Do you want two skewers of fresh shrimp rolls with bean curd skin?"

Zhou Xiyun shook his head, "No."

Qiao Yan said, "Then I'll buy two more bunches of radishes next time."

Zhou Xiyun didn't reply, didn't want to talk to this incomprehensible nonsense, and didn't want to say more.

Qiao Yan tonight is inexplicably attentive and chatty. "Do you want to eat Hua Zhi Shao?" "Where are the tribute balls?" "And kombu."

Zhou Xiyun asked: "What is kelp?" Qiao Yan said: "Thicker kelp." Zhou Xiyun opened his mouth, "Oh." "How about?" "No." "This is also delicious." "Yes."

Going further without any trace, Qiao Yan bent down and put the paper bucket on the tea table, "Then I'll eat it." Zhou Xiyun: "It's up to you."

CCTV-6 is playing an advertisement, the volume is a bit loud, and it is a little deafening to the ears.Qiao Yan stopped trying to persuade him, and ordered the other party: "Turn down your voice, don't disturb the people at night."

It was clear that she did this by herself, but now it fell on Zhou Xiyun again.

Zhou Xiyun has a good temper, so he took advantage of the situation and turned down the volume.

The two faced the TV shoulder to shoulder and watched the commercial for two or three minutes together, and continued chatting after the movie restarted.Most of the time, it was Qiao Yan who was asking questions, and Zhou Xiyun was only responsible for answering. The two sides had a match or not, and they were not very interested.

Qiao Yan asked, "Your company has been working a lot of overtime lately?" Zhou Xiyun replied, "Not much."

Qiao Yan said: "Aunt Zhou said earlier that you are working on a new project, which direction?" Zhou Xiyun said simply and simply, "You don't understand." Qiao Yan: "...that's true."

"It's not like our department is doing it," Zhou Xiyun explained, trying to make it easy to understand. "The other teams have written the planning and completed most of the preparatory plans, and then the venture capital department will evaluate the risks and so on."

Qiao Yan is a typical mediocre person who is very curious, and even if he doesn't know anything, it's rare to hear it, "What's the risk?"

Knowing that it is useless to explain in detail, and divulging company secrets is against professional ethics, Zhou Xiyun only talked about some more written content in general, as if explaining knowledge points.

Qiao Yan felt lonely when he heard it, tilted his head, and sighed: "It's a pity you don't go to teach."

Zhou Xiyun pushed away the head who was about to come up, "Sit up straight, don't sway." Qiao Yan said, "Oh, I don't have the strength, I'm too tired to sit upright." "Then lean on the sofa." Zhou Xiyun said unkindly.Qiao Yan sternly held back his respect: "You take care of me, and I won't be next to you."

After all this, he is still full of flamboyance, and he is used to talking nonsense with his eyes open.

In the kitchen, Zhou Huiwen had already come out with a long tray, and the food was heated up in a short while.

Tonight's meal is not particularly rich, three dishes and one soup, one of the cold dishes was brought by Qiao Yan.The other two dishes are stir-fried lotus root with minced meat and pork ribs with potatoes. The soup is three delicacies soup with squid, sea cucumber and ham, corn, dried bamboo shoots and cabbage in it.

Local Three Fresh Soup in City A

The method is different from some places. The three fresh soup here does not add mushrooms or pork liver, and is generally mixed according to the tastes of the family.

Qiao Yan had a keen sense of smell, and he smelled the aroma of soup with a slight tip of his small nose, and immediately turned around to face Zhou Huiwen.

Zhou Huiwen was also enthusiastic, and said first: "By the way, I forgot to ask, Qiao Qiao, you came back so late, have you had dinner?"

Qiao Yan was shameless, and opened his mouth to say straight: "No, I don't have time to eat."

"Let me just say, you came here at such a dark day, and suddenly ordered takeaway, are you hungry? Come on, come on, eat with Xiyun and sit here, and I'll help you two to serve food. "Zhou Huiwen said, put down the soup and turned to go to the kitchen.

Qiao Yan immediately said, "No need, no need to bother you, Aunt Zhou."

Zhou Huiwen continued: "Then what are you doing politely?"

Qiao Yan put on his slippers and went over, "I'll do it myself, take a rest, don't get tired."

A certain person has his own way of coaxing his elders, he doesn't even blush when he's a good boy, he just climbs up the pole, moving fast.

Zhou Xiyun couldn't stop it, and didn't intend to stop it, so he followed and stood by the table, helping to arrange the dishes and ladle the soup into the bowls.

The two young people were there, and Zhou Huiwen didn't go upstairs to rest after finishing the work as usual, but ate with them, sat and chatted with them, and asked—asked about Qiao Yan's situation in recent days.

The dinner table basically became a venue for Qiao Yan to play alone, and for the next half an hour they were amicable, more harmonious than the two families usually eat.

Zhou Huiwen said to Zhou Xiyun, "Qiao Qiao bought some fruit, here are bananas, apples, and grapes." Zhou Xiyun responded to show that he knew.

Zhou Huiwen asked Qiao Yan what kind of fruit he wanted to eat, and he wanted to go to the kitchen to wash it.Qiao Yan stopped Zhou Huiwen, and said again and again: "Another day, I can't eat today, I'm too full. Thank you Aunt Zhou, Aunt Zhou has worked hard."

Zhou Huiwen smiled, "You child, why are you so sweet?"

Zhou Xiyun didn't interrupt, and watched Qiao Yan's performance in silence.

After eating and washing the dishes must be left to the two of them, Zhou Huiwen didn't care, she had to go to the company tomorrow, so she couldn't take care of so much.Zhou Huiwen couldn't stay up all night, no better than the two of them. Before 10:30, his eyelids fought and he needed to go upstairs to rest.Before going up, Zhou Huiwen also said to Zhou Xiyun: "You guys also go to bed early, don't stay up too late."

Once Zhou Huiwen left, the first floor became much quieter.

Qiao Yan didn't intend to leave, she just sat there without moving, Zhou Xiyun didn't chase anyone away, she cleared the table after eating, and took the dishes into the kitchen to wash.

10:30 is too early for both of them, well before bedtime.Qiao Yan said familiarly: "I watch TV." Zhou Xiyun replied: "Close the door when you leave." "Okay."

Goddess Zhou didn't like to watch TV, so she went to the study and stayed in the study instead of sharing the same room with Qiao Yan.

But after entering the study, Zhou Xiyun didn't close the door, but opened it wide open, there was nothing to avoid suspicion, and he couldn't stop someone anyway.

The study room on the first floor has a large area and is more warm and elegant than the decoration upstairs. There are really many books in it, as well as sofa beds, tables and computers connected to the Internet. One row is full of photo albums, the second row is Zhou Xiyun's medals and trophies, etc., and the rest are weird souvenirs, figures, round and lovely porcelain dolls, and even a set of miniature tableware.

The items are all old, some are valuable, some are ordinary, they are all collected by Zhou Huiwen and put here.

After Zhou Xiyun went in, he took a document that had been placed on the bookshelf two days ago, then sat on the sofa bed to read it, and turned on the computer.It seems like a workaholic, working hard even in the middle of the night.

Since the door is open, the sound of the TV in the living room can be clearly heard here. Although it is not noisy, it can be heard all the time.Qiao Yan changed to a music channel, and listened to operas to cultivate his sentiments when he had nothing to do.

Zhou Xiyun didn't bother that person, and went straight to work on the unfinished work.

A wall separated the two sides, but it was not completely broken.

It's like a layer of veil, misty, strangely harmonious, a bit intriguing.

But this harmony was broken not long after, the person outside couldn't sit or lie down, he felt uncomfortable all over his body like being pricked by a needle, he couldn't stay alone, and within a few minutes he came in with his arms around the pillow, and arrived as a matter of course This is disturbing Zhou Xiyun and disturbing her tranquility.

"I'll leave in a while, and I won't disturb you." Qiao Yan assured, "You're busy with your business, don't worry about me."

Zhou Xiyun raised his eyelids and glanced over, "What else?"

"No," Qiao Yan refused to admit, "what can I do, why not come in and look for a book to read."

Zhou Xiyun said: "There are no new books, you have read them all."

Qiao Yan said with a shy face, "I've probably seen it all, I look like this kind of person?"

That's true, it's also strange to have self-knowledge.

It's almost the same after touching it, but how could she have read it? If she really had the perseverance to read through a roomful of books, she would have to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Zhou Xiyun looked down at the screen and said softly, "Don't touch things."

Qiao Yan agreed: "Don't worry, absolutely not."

Sideways, I took out a book in full English and put on a show, took off my shoes and turned to the sofa bed.They are no longer next to Zhou Xiyun, and keep a distance of half a meter between them.

Zhou Xiyun watched this man's every move, and after a long time, seeing that he was really honest and not tossing around, he relaxed.

The current scene is not unfamiliar, and it was the same in the past.

In short, it wasn't the first time. Zhou Xiyun often stayed in this room to do homework and read books when he was studying. Qiao Yan often lay down beside him as a decoration. He used to wait for Zhou Xiyun to finish writing before sitting up quickly and starting to copy.

Yumu's brain doesn't understand book knowledge, and he can't solve many problems, even if he racks his brains. Afraid of being reprimanded by teachers and parents, he can only copy Zhou Xiyun's.

At that time, Zhou Xiyun didn't agree to her copying casually, but almost always analyzed and explained it once, or several times, so that she could understand it.

Unless it was too late, for example, in the last two days of the winter and summer vacation, Qiao was desperately trying to catch up with his homework all night, and occasionally he had to ask Zhou Xiyun for help to fill in the multiple-choice questions first, so as to save time.

There are quite a lot of memories about Qiao Yan in this study, all of which are "unbearable" dark history.

Qiao Yan doesn't have any feelings now, and he doesn't have a deep impression of the past of copying homework. He only feels that the sofa bed is soft and comfortable, and his bones are about to fall apart.She stretched her long legs, propped them there, sat and lay down.

Of course, she couldn't understand the English version of the famous book. She could understand some words and some short sentences, but not much more.She patted Zhou Xiyun, pointed to an uncommon word and asked, "What does this mean?"

Zhou Xiyun glanced at the paragraph, and explained the meaning of the text in connection with the context, without extending other meanings. "Noble."

Qiao Yan asked, "How do you read it?"

Zhou Xiyun repeated the word "noble".

Qiao Yan was limp, "I can't even remember if I learned it before, high school vocabulary or fourth and sixth grade vocabulary?"

"Really?" Qiao Yan was puzzled, "No, why didn't I know."

This is a bit self-inflicted. The same age has different fate, and the same school has different progress. Goddess Zhou's elementary school time is very different from hers. The former participated in the English speech contest in the third grade and won the first prize in the province. Russian and French, the latter can only know "ABC...he, she, it" from kindergarten to sixth grade, and can't even distinguish between singular and plural.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qiao Yan felt that they were useless, and immediately changed his words: "It's not important, it's just a word."

Zhou Xiyun reminded: "There is an English-Chinese dictionary on the shelf next to the green plant."

Qiao Yan hummed twice, but she didn't intend to get up to get it, she opened her mouth to ask afterwards, unwilling to do it herself.

The two of them gradually approached again, and the half-meter width became a narrow line.

After lying down and reading for a long time, his eyes were tired, and he couldn't bear the stimulation of the overhead light. Qiao Yan sat up again, bent his legs, and held the book up.Before long, this annoying spirit asked a series of words one after another, but couldn't make sense of a long paragraph, embarrassing himself and finding trouble for Zhou Xiyun.

Zhou Xiyun put on his glasses and answered one by one.

Qiao Yan nodded, "Well, you can translate the whole passage."

Zhou Xiyun translated several paragraphs consecutively, and stopped when he reached a relatively simple one, and let him read the rest by himself.

Qiao Yan paused for a few minutes, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he still couldn't help but tilt his head to ask again.However, this time, he was not very lucky, and he bumped into the opponent with a raised chin, and they met impartially.

Zhou Xiyun also didn't expect it. He noticed that Qiao Yan was going to speak again in advance, and was just getting closer to take a look.

The person next to him moved a lot, and couldn't stop due to inertia, and almost touched Zhou Xiyun lip to lip.Almost at the same moment, both sides were stunned, and it was useless to step back.

Qiao Yan was a little dazed, she moved her red lips and said, "I..."

The moist, hot and itchy breath fell gently on the corner of Zhou Xiyun's mouth, feeling ambiguous.

Zhou Xiyun was stunned for a moment, his thick eyelashes trembling.

This is always the case with unexpected small accidents, which caught the two of them by surprise.Now that they are so close and their gestures are intimate, the atmosphere changes in an instant.

Qiao Yan quickly pursed her lips and stopped talking, and slowly moved sideways, moving her body.

"I didn't do it on purpose..." She said dryly, she had to mention it, for fear that the other party might not feel the same.

Zhou Xiyun also moved to the side, and said calmly: "It's okay." It seemed that he was not paying attention, and he was not very concerned.

Qiao Yan hugged the pillow uncomfortably, "I'll continue reading."

Zhou Xiyun replied: "Yes."

There was dead silence in the study room, with the sound of needles dropping.

The sound of turning the book is gone, and the sound of typing is gone.

I don't know how long it took before Qiao Yan rounded things up and said, "I saw that Xing Yuan posted on Moments yesterday, and you went to Beigu to play again later. How is it? Who are there?"

Zhou Xiyun flipped through the screen interface, and it took two seconds before he said truthfully: "I didn't stay there for too long."

Qiao Yan: "Have you returned here?" Zhou Xiyun replied: "Yeah." "A friend sent you?" Qiao Yan asked.

Zhou Xiyun said: "Wen Ruyu arrived later, I will take her car back here." Qiao Yan: "It seems that I didn't see Boss Wen very much that day." "She has something to do at night and didn't go to the party." "What's the matter?" "No I know." "I see."

Searched and chatted, trying to suppress the embarrassment just now.

Qiao Yan asked a lot of questions, and talked around Wen Ruyu. He didn't stop until he got better and continued to read.

After that, she didn't ask a single word, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't understand English, she just flipped through it randomly, and she didn't really want to learn.

Zhou Xiyun's work was easily completed. After finishing that matter, this person opened another file.

Qiao Yan leaned there lazily, his elegant thirst for knowledge was defeated by his vulgar taste, he took out his phone after flipping through more than a dozen pages of the book, and played games on silent mode.

Every minute and every second seems to be too long, too difficult to bear.

Ten minutes, half an hour, five and ten minutes...it's early morning again.

In the end, he couldn't resist the fatigue during the day. After two rounds of the game, Qiao Yan fell asleep so fiercely that he lay on Zhou Xiyun's shoulder and stopped moving.

On the contrary, she knows how to find a place, doesn't rely on any place, and just leans against it to rest when she tilts her head.

Zhou Xiyun raised his hand and pushed the boy twice, not to let him go.

Qiao Yan is as stable as a rock, and he won't leave if he relies on it.

Zhou Xiyun still didn't really wake her up, but just pulled the pillow from her arms.Another period of time passed quietly, without sound.

Sleeping on your shoulders is not comfortable enough

A certain person couldn't wake up after falling asleep, was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and groped to get down on the back, slipped and shrunk down, turned over while lying flat, and almost fell to the ground.

Zhou Xiyun pulled it carefully to prevent him from falling down on his face.

Sleeping on the sofa bed is cold, and I will definitely get sick after half the night.

It was unrealistic to drive this rascal away, so Zhou Xiyun got up, went upstairs to get a blanket, closed the door of the living room as he passed by, and turned off the lights.

Putting the blanket on, Qiao Yan didn't appreciate it very much. He frowned impatiently while sleeping, and unconsciously pushed the blanket away.

Zhou Xiyun sat on the side and didn't care.

Tonight, Qiao Yan came here wearing a nightdress, the length reaching to the middle of the thigh, the style of thin suspenders, dark dark green, which matches the fair and delicate complexion very well.

This style of nightdress is common, but if the sleeping posture is poor, it will shrink up, and it will fade to the waist.

Zhou Xiyun pulled it down with his backhand, pulled it back to cover it, and then calmly tucked the quilt up to Qiao Yan's armpit.

After finishing all of these, Zhou Xiyun also brushed Qiao Yan's messy hair, stroked her face and chin with cool fingertips, and stroked along the fragile, white and beautiful neck curve, until the chest throbbed the most. The place.

The hand with well-articulated joints curled up, and made a gesture of touching the void, but it didn't touch the other party.

Qiao Yan, who was in a deep sleep, didn't notice anything, and his eyelids didn't even shake.

After a while, Zhou Xiyun retracted his arms and retreated.