After getting on with the enemy

It doesn't matter if the backlog of discomfort is held in my heart for a long time, it will be easier to speak out, and the feeling of heaviness will be reduced by two points, so I won't be so depressed.Qiao Yan has never been good at covering up, and she doesn't like to hide things. She lay comfortably in Zhou Xiyun's arms, pondering over and over, wrapping her arms around Zhou Xiyun's back and not letting go.She could understand the meaning of the other person's words, and when she heard the words, she put her cheek against Zhou Xiyun awkwardly, tilted her head and kissed the man's collarbone, and then went up to the most deadly and fragile part in the middle of the throat.

This is the end of the troubles, and the next chapter will be turned.

Just adjust it, no problem.Difficulties cannot be easily solved in a day or two. Fantasy will destroy the mood instead, it will not have much effect, and it is more likely to cause anxiety.

Zhou Xiyun mentioned something else and turned Qiao Yan's attention away.

Qiao Yan hooked the waist of the person in front of him, poured two handfuls on Zhou Xiyun's body, and wet Zhou Xiyun's chin and neck. "Do you want to soak for a while, or just wash it?" Zhou Xiyun didn't hide, and asked directly.Qiao Yan said, "You sit in front, and I'll rub your back for you."

Showing hospitality for the first time is comparable to the sun coming out from the west.

How could she have this awareness in the past, usually Zhou Xiyun would help her massage, and it was impossible for her to do it.

Zhou Xiyun slightly raised the corners of his lips, "No, forget it. Finish washing up early, it's getting late."

"It's not too late, it's not early in the morning." Qiao Yan said, pulling the other person's arm, "Hurry up, move, if you miss this time, there will be no next time, and there will be no such treatment in the future."

Zhou Xiyun followed Qiao Yan's wishes, switched seats, and turned from the back to the front. When he got up, he took a shower cap into his hand and took the opportunity to put it on for Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan wasn't used to this stuff anymore, but he still let Zhou Xiyun to fiddle with it himself, and when he was done, he muttered: "I'm going to blow my hair later, it doesn't make any difference whether I wear it or not."

The massage lasted for nearly 10 minutes, and the skin of Zhou Xiyun's fingertips wrinkled when the water came out.Zhou Xiyun was very patient. After accepting the massage service from Qiao Yan's boss, he turned around and rubbed Qiao Yan's back afterwards.

The act of bathing and bathing together is actually very ambiguous, something should happen, but neither of them has such charming thoughts, and they didn't even cross the line once during the whole process.

Qiao Yan broke her mouth and said while she was enjoying rubbing her back: "You used to hate going into the tub with me, but my mother insisted on putting us together and didn't do anything to you. Your eyes are red."

Zhou Xiyun brushed hot water on her smooth white back, "Is there?" "Yes, you don't remember?" "I don't remember."

Qiao Yan said seriously: "You even hit me, thinking that I took up too much space." Zhou Xiyun replied: "I didn't hit you, I just pushed you."

"It's just a beating, you forgot." Qiao Yan recalled, "I was fatter than you at the time, and you couldn't push it. If you were in a hurry, you would pull my pigtail and say that it was your pot, something special for you. , I can't wash."

Zhou Xiyun corrected and said: "You had short hair when you were young, and you never had braids." Qiao Yan continued: "Short is short, but you can make two sky cannons if you can make do. It's not too different from braids."

Zhou Xiyun couldn't remember the specific details, and had a vague impression. After thinking about it for a while, he said apologetically, "Well, I was wrong."

Qiao Yan was so aggressive that she kept digging through old accounts and listed many previous conflicts. For example, Zhou Xiyun ran away when he saw her for a while and didn't want to play with her. She was beaten, and Zhou Xiyun didn't like that she was always covered in dust, and her clothes were dirty after wearing it for less than a day, and he despised her for being sloppy. "Sometimes I think I will never look for you again, and I will stay far away from you in the future." Qiao Yan said, leaning back.Zhou Xiyun caught her, "But I will still go to my house to find someone."

"Yeah," Qiao Yan said frankly, "I can't do without it, I don't like to play with other people." Zhou Xiyun asked, "Why me?"

Qiao Yan said: "There is no reason, no, um... Let me think about it, maybe it's because you look good in a skirt?" "Only this?" "Otherwise?" Zhou Xiyun smiled.

Qiao Yan said, "Seriously, I'm not kidding."

Goddess Zhou is naturally eye-catching and beautiful, no matter in the past or now, the entire area of ​​Xijing Compound cannot be compared.

Qiao Yan became energetic after talking about this, and confessed that there were many little boys who wanted to be friends with Zhou Xiyun when they were just in preschool, but they were too shy to approach her because of their thin skin, so they secretly gave Qiao Yan snacks, planning to take a detour.At that time, Qiao was a typical villain, and the snacks were delivered without fail, but he was busy but didn't help. He was afraid that someone would snatch Zhou Xiyun away, and worried that Zhou Xiyun would leave her if he had a new friend.

This was a novelty, Zhou Xiyun knew it for the first time.

After all, Qiao Yan, who was a few years old, was a very flirtatious, outgoing little bully. She had always been the only one who bullied Zhou Xiyun. On the surface, it was really hard to see that she had ever had such a naughty and petty mind.

Standing up, Zhou Xiyun wiped Qiao Yan's neck and tightened the bath towel, and then dried his wet hair.Qiao Yan also dried Zhou Xiyun's hair, and before leaving the bathroom, he even kissed Zhou Xiyun twice, and went out hugging each other.

They still lie in the same bed at night and don't separate.

Both of them exuded the fragrance of shower gel, which smelled very light and pleasant, and it was the product that Zhou Xiyun often used.

Qiao Yan faced the ceiling, bent her straight and thin legs, and after lying down, she quietly felt the soft and comfortable bed sheet, and sank deeply into it.Her right hand rested on her flat belly, and her breathing was a little uneven and slightly chaotic.She touched down, and her fingertips touched Zhou Xiyun's head.

When it was dark, Zhou Xiyun came up to touch the tip of her nose, brushed away the hair sticking to her neck, and said softly: "I won't want you..." Replying to the previous words.

Qiao Yan leaned forward and bit Zhou Xiyun's lips, and said, "Understood, Teacher Zhou."

The current stage is not a period of impatience, we can only take one step at a time, and we have to take our time.

Zhou Xiyun came out of the closet. Before the problem was alleviated, Qiao Yan couldn't mess around anymore to prevent Zhou Huiwen from being even more unacceptable when he found out.Qiao Yan didn't add trouble, and didn't try to ease the tense relationship between Zhou's mother and daughter. She only sent a WeChat greeting to Zhou Huiwen during his business trip, showing concern for Zhou Huiwen.

Zhou Huiwen replied two voice messages that day, and her attitude was okay, neither hot nor cold.

Xu Shi hadn't calmed down yet, but Zhou Huiwen's voice didn't sound right, like he was haggard, full of exhaustion and tiredness that couldn't be concealed, which made people feel very worried.

It's not easy for a junior to meddle too much, Qiao Yan turned to talk to his grandma, and made a tactful mention on the phone.

My grandma understood, she hung up the phone and called Zhou Huiwen, chatting casually with Zhou Huiwen, worried about what Zhou Huiwen would do if she couldn't think about it, or was too anxious to pay attention to physical and mental health.

Qiao Yan didn't know how her grandmother persuaded Zhou Huiwen. Anyway, after this, Zhou Huiwen's response to the people around her was not so indifferent, and she calmed down a little.

But that was only for others, excluding Zhou Xiyun.

Zhou Huiwen still ignored her daughter, did not reply to text messages or WeChat, and did not answer her phone calls. She seemed to really cut off contact.

Qiao Yan saw everything in his eyes. He was calm on the surface, but he was not feeling well in his heart. He felt helpless and annoyed, and he felt a little guilty. He didn't know how to deal with Zhou Huiwen after he returned from a business trip.

Zhou Xiyun only made clear his sexual orientation, but he didn't say anything about having a crush, and kept it well hidden.

If Zhou Huiwen finds out, knowing that the two of them have progressed to the present level... I can't imagine the consequences.I'm afraid that if I don't die, my skin will peel off, and it will be light to take care of it.

Qiao Yan was frightened, one head and two big, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a dead end, and it would not be long to hide it, the fire could not be contained by paper, and sooner or later there would be an eruption day.

Judging from their current intimacy, it would take a year or two to hide it, maybe even shorter.

Zhou Huiwen was someone who had been there before. She glanced at him a few times with her golden eyes, and then thought about it carefully. If she really suspected Qiao Yan, she would definitely notice the clues soon.

There is no one closer to Zhou Xiyun than Qiao Yan. Xing Yuan and his friends from the north are gender incompatible. Lijiang Kaipin and Chen Ke from Yifeng Group are also automatically excluded. The rest are only two ladies, either Wen Ruyu or Qiao Yan. Say, there is no suspicious object.

Maybe with luck, Zhou Huiwen might suspect Wen Ruyu first, but then a bloodbath would be unavoidable.If Wen Ruyu was implicated innocently, it would probably be very difficult to end.

In that case... Qiao Yan would rather Zhou Huiwen find him, and at worst, he would bite the bullet and carry it down.

Losing face in front of friends is always the most embarrassing and sad, and the loss of dignity is no better than being sentenced.

Qiao Yan could imagine that feeling, and even a little bit of substituting it felt extremely suffocating, like stripping off his clothes to show the public, forcefully gouging out a bloody hole for others to see.Zhou Xiyun, who is so lonely and arrogant, has never experienced such a scene. He has fought with her in these years, and every time he loses, he cries. How wronged.

Qiao Yan didn't allow that to happen, and she planned with extra backbone. At worst, she would stand up and let Zhou Huiwen vent her anger casually, but no matter what, she couldn't let this matter become known to everyone.

It doesn't matter whether she has a face or not, anyway, she won't rely on this thing for food for the rest of her life, and she will pass it if she bears it, but Zhou Xiyun has to be decent. Hers has weight.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qiao Yan gradually figured out some truths: she should also be prepared, not to try to turn the tide, at least not to hold back.

Although Ms. Xu's attitude was okay when testing Xu Ziqing, but at that time, Xu Ziqing and grandma might take Zhou Huiwen's face into consideration, thinking of the friendship between the two families for many years, and inevitably put pressure on her.

No one can guarantee that sometimes interpersonal communication is so complicated.

Qiao Yan didn't tell Zhou Xiyun about this, and secretly calculated her savings and estimated expenditure and other conditions, assuming that she would be unlucky in the future and be kicked out by her family, whether she could withstand the risk.

She is quite good at brainstorming, thinking that the worst case should be two people.

An elder wants to withdraw the assistance for buying a house for her... She fainted for a moment, and her breathing was difficult.

With so much money, she would not be able to repay it even if she sold herself. It would take several years for her to make enough money to earn this amount, and the current situation should not take inflation into account, otherwise she would not be able to make enough money to repay the interest after opening the store for a year.

The more he thought about it, the more sense of crisis Qiao Yan felt.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have bought such an expensive villa. It’s not bad to just buy a small three-bedroom house. I live on both sides. It’s just that the environmental conditions are a little bit poor, and I can barely make do with the rest.

However, I bought all the houses. The situation I considered before I bought the house two years ago was very different from what it is now. At that time, I thought that I would take over my mother and grandma in the future. The three-story building does not have to worry about the small space, and there is enough area for activities. It is convenient for a large family to live together.

Qiao Yan made enough mental preparations that they couldn't be worse, and became more and more determined-to get a sum of money for backup. So flustered.

In addition, if she has more money, she may be able to support Zhou Xiyun a little bit.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and a dime is a dime. Cash is very useful when necessary.

It is unrealistic to rely on the share of Kafa to make money. According to the current profit model, it will take years to save enough money.Qiao Yan tossed and turned, and focused on his own comics.

She has been serializing comics on the Internet for a certain number of years. She started doing this when she was in college. her work.

Qiao Yan's works were not published on certain apps, and the copyright was still in her own hands. After cooperating with the comic agency, she only authorized the agency.She has been reluctant to sell copyrights before. First, the money earned from publishing and peripheral products is enough. The continuous serialization of the works can attract more popularity. It is too short-sighted to sell it without haste; the second is that those companies are not enough. Be kind, either the asking price is too low, or it seems to be okay, but the other party asks here to package all film and television adaptation copyrights, including animation, movies, TV series and so on.

The manga club did not recommend that Qiao Yan sell the copyright right now. They thought it would be best to wait. The club could help her talk about other companies, and they could compare the conditions of each company before making a decision.

Several months had passed since the last round of quotations. Qiao Yan only remembered it until now, and immediately contacted the comic agency to inquire about the progress.

The president personally replied to her, but the price was still not negotiated. Those companies deliberately lowered the price, and very few even shamelessly asked for 50 yuan in order to win the copyright.

The president responded with a not-so-high seven-figure figure, and estimated that after tax deduction, the share would be less than the down payment for a house in City A.Qiao Yan was ashamed to say that he needed money, and he was useless and said: [It seems to be okay, there are quite a lot. 】

Qiao Yan opened his eyes and talked nonsense: [We can't be too greedy. 】

The president sent an emoji rolling her eyes and told her to shut up.Qiao Yan had no choice but to explain: [I'm short of money recently, and I need it urgently. 】President: 【The publishing share arrived yesterday, and it will be paid to you tomorrow. 】Qiao Yan:【Not enough. 】President: 【Yarn. 】

President: 【This time, I have more money than last year, enough to eat gold. 】

Hitting a wall at the comic book club, Qiao Yan was a little frustrated again.

This time, the publishing share is indeed considerable, and the amount in the account after paying the tax is not small, but it is far from Qiao Yan's expectation.Qiao Yan tried his best to calm down, so that he wouldn't think so much.

Anyway, there is no income, it is better than nothing.

Before the store closed, Qiao Yan left with a bouquet of flowers and brought them back to Zhou Xiyun.She still looked unreliable in front of Zhou Xiyun. She stretched out her hand and stuffed the things into Zhou Xiyun's arms, pretending that they were given by others.

Zhou Xiyun didn't believe a word, so he accepted the flowers as soon as he took them.

She twisted and said: "The store can't sell the rest, it's a waste to throw it away, take it back as a decoration, and keep it eye-catching."

Zhou Xiyun said along the way: "Next time if there are unsold ones, you can bring them here."

She was perfunctory, huh, turned around and put down her bag first, and washed her hands when she came back.

Soup was being cooked on the stove, and Zhou Xiyun wandered into the kitchen as soon as he came back from work, waiting for Qiao Yan to come back to eat.The two held hands to serve the food, and finally washed the dishes together, and later nested on the sofa to put the TV on, and made some appropriate intimacy.

Qiao Yan sat on Zhou Xiyun's lap as usual, and stepped forward without asking.Zhou Xiyun kissed her first and held her hand.

When I was about to go upstairs to rest, Zhou Xiyun suddenly said, "I should go out on Saturday." Qiao Yan asked, "Where are you going?" "S City."

"Isn't there a business trip this month?" Zhou Xiyun said, "It's not the company's job."

Qiao Yan was startled, hesitantly hesitated for a long time, then nodded: "En, good."