salted fish marriage

Although it is winter, this year it is a warm winter, not very cold.

At eight o'clock, there are still fitness walkers on the walking path.

Tong Beibei and Qin Ling walked side by side, and the topic went from Mr. Zhu they just met, to the business relationship between Qin Ling's company and Luyuan, and then to the Moments news that Tong Beibei posted today.

Tong Beibei was just complaining about the day's affairs, but she didn't care about it a long time ago. Since she doesn't care, of course she can say it.

Tong Beibei briefly described it in a few words.

Qin Ling didn't expect that the coincidence on Saturday would trigger such a follow-up, and he was also surprised by Tong Beibei's drastic follow-up.

Qin Ling smiled: "You dare."

The main reason is that Tong Beibei's way of dealing with it was unexpected. It doesn't feel like him. After all, Qin Ling has always felt that Tong Beibei is gentle and gentle, and will not conflict with others.

Tong Beibei folded his pockets with both hands and shrugged: "No way." If it's a trivial matter, let it be. "If the dirty water splashes on me, I won't be able to get along in the unit."

So it must be thrown back, and the noise must be louder so that everyone knows.

Tong Beibei is just lazy, she is used to salty fish, but she is not a shrinking turtle.

Qin Ling turned his head to look at Tong Beibei, and suddenly saw a resolute side from his gentle and handsome appearance.

Qin Ling admired it very much.

But Tong Beibei didn't realize it belatedly until she went home and was about to fall asleep. It might not be a coincidence that she met Mr. Zhu at the golf course tonight.

Qin Ling... really thinks he is helping himself?

Tong Beibei was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling silently, savoring it carefully in her heart, and suddenly felt that she was not carrying her own affairs, but someone else was sharing them for her... No, not just sharing, but It is backing up.

Tong Beibei felt that this feeling was very strange. After all, he was used to carrying things alone since he was a child.

After his mother passed away, he relied on himself for everything.

The feeling at this moment made him feel strange and strange in his heart, but at the same time, there was a strangeness that he had never felt before.

That is--

warm.

Heart warm.

Tong Beibei turned over and closed her eyes.

Originally, he just wanted marriage, a home where people would accompany and support each other, but now he not only wanted it, but began to look forward to it.

The next day, Mr. Zhu, who seldom showed up in the public office area, suddenly arrived. Zhong Yaohui was startled, and hurriedly came out of the office, carefully following beside him.

Mr. Zhu seemed to be wandering around, but in fact he had a clear goal. He walked to Tong Beibei's side.

Tong Beibei couldn't continue to read the company's articles of association in front of the leader, so she pulled out an EXCEL form in advance.

Obviously there is nothing on the form, but Mr. Zhu can say with a smile: "I'm busy."

Tong Beibei got up.

Mr. Zhu pressed his shoulder: "Oh, don't get up, sit down." He chatted with Tong Beibei kindly, and even said that he would go to his office for a while in front of everyone.

The entire office area was silent, but everyone could clearly feel the wind direction of the big leader.

So after Mr. Zhu left and the office was quiet for a while, everyone warmed up to Tong Beibei.

There are countless people talking around, sharing snacks, and chatting casually, as if they suddenly became familiar with Tong Beibei.

Tong Beibei knew in his heart that when others greeted him, he also greeted others. No one could fault his unkind and ordinary attitude.

So the gossip about Tong Beibei is no longer cannon fodder in a triangle relationship, but living in a mansion with someone behind him.

Even if someone mentions "Tong Jiaozhong" in private, it has evolved into a version in which Zhong is not good enough for Tong and can only choose the second choice of Jiaozhong.

Even Zhong Yaohui stopped calling Tong Beibei into the office alone, and Jiao Rong didn't come here very often.

Tong Beibei is much more relaxed, salty fish, no matter whether he is a plastic colleague or not, plastic, being able to talk and walk is better than anything else.

In view of the fact that all these changes are due to Qin Ling, Tong Beibei has been thinking about how to thank her.

He asked Min Heng, Min Heng didn't expect that in just a few days, both of them had developed to the point of supporting him, he sighed on the other end of the phone, thought about it quickly, and came up with a plan: "Take him to dinner."

Tong Beibei felt that eating was quite boring. He and Qin Ling had known each other for so long, and when they got along, there was nothing else but eating.

Min Heng: "You idiot! You are stupid! Who told you to treat him to a restaurant outside? He is a big boss, and he has eaten in many more restaurants and hotels than you. What can you do for dinner? "

Min Heng: "Let him come to your house to eat!"

Explanation: "This will not only let him understand you, but also bring your relationship closer! It also shows that you are very sincere!"

good idea!

So she hung up the phone, Tong Beibei thought about her words and sent a message to Qin Ling.

Originally, it was wording, let Qin Ling come to the house to see Cowherd and Weaver Girl who are recovering well after sterilization.

Later, I thought about what kind of reason this could be, so I simply said, thank you for the help in front of Mr. Zhu before, and the life at work has been much better recently, so to express my gratitude, I invited him to come to my house for dinner.

Qin Ling: Do you cook?

Tong Beibei: Of course.

Qin Ling: Good.

On Saturday, Tong Beibei got up early and went to the nearby vegetable market to buy fresh vegetables, meat, fish and shrimp and went home.

Min Heng made a special phone call and came to take care of him: "Do you have wine there? Forget it."

Asking nonsense, Tong Beibei doesn't drink at all.

"Wait, I'll bring it to you."

Tong Beibei wondered: "Why do you need wine for lunch?"

Min Heng: "When you make an appointment for lunch, do you still want to chat after eating? Wine is a good thing to set off the atmosphere."

"I'm just going to see Chu Huaiyan, so I'm passing by your place, so I'll give you a bottle by the way."

Hang up after speaking.

Tong Beibei hurriedly said, "Don't use too high a degree."

Min Heng: "Don't worry, red wine."

"Ding dong."

Min Heng is here.

The flirtatious little beauty with curly hair didn't come in either. She handed the wine in, leaned against the door frame, picked her chin lazily, and said to Tong Beibei, "How is it? How are you getting along with that golden turtle?"

Tong Beibei held the wine in her hand: "It's pretty good."

After a pause, "Don't shout like that."

Min Heng just laughed: "You're not married yet, your elbows are turning outward."

Min Heng raised his hand and looked at the time, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'll come to you another day."

It was a rare meeting, Tong Beibei asked concerned: "How are you and Chu Huaiyan doing?"

Min Heng has already turned around and walked towards the elevator room without turning his head, he said coolly, "What else can I do, just fall asleep."

Then he said, "I'm rushing to sleep with him right now, let's go."

At 10:30, the doorbell rang again.

Qin Ling is here.

I brought a bouquet of flowers, the kind wrapped in several kinds of flowers, for visiting as a guest.

Tong Beibei took the flowers: "Thank you."

Qin Ling saw Tong Beibei's residence.

As expected, very warm and clean, but far beyond expectations——

The overall decoration of the home is in warm tones, and it looks like it has been carefully matched; there are traces of life everywhere, but the items placed are very orderly and not messy.

It is said that the style of a home can reflect a person's heart.

Passing in front of his eyes, Qin Ling felt that Tong Beibei's heart must be the same as his people, very gentle.

There are still two dishes, Tong Beibei greeted Qin Ling: "Sit down and watch whatever you want."

Qin Ling raised his eyes and saw the pet cage on the shelf next to the sofa.

When I approached, I saw that the cage was kept clean, with nests, climbing frames, rollers, water bottles, food bowls, urinals, and sawdust.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl, one is treading on a roller, and the other is arching and arching in the sawdust.

Qin Ling smiled when he saw them.

Turning around, she saw Tong Beibei coming out holding a vase filled with water, the wrapping paper was untied, the bouquet was taken out, and one by one was inserted in an orderly manner.

After inserting it soon, the vase was placed in the center of the decorative table, and the beauty of matching was natural.

But Tong Beibei is very skilled in doing this with his hands.

After setting up the vase, I tidied up the leftover leaves and wrapping paper neatly.

Qin Ling saw the peaceful look with downcast eyes, and it was as if a needle had been poked in his heart, which touched him endlessly.

——The whole picture, this house, is almost like his ideal home.

Qin Ling watched silently, Tong Beibei cleaned up the table, raised his head, and smiled slightly at Qin Ling.

Qin Ling's heart was poked again.

Tong Beibei went to the kitchen, and Qin Ling followed her, asking if there was anything she needed help with.

Tong Beibei: "No, it's almost done."

Qin Ling glanced at the kitchen, it was just as neat and clean as the outside, and the marble countertops were even as good as new, and the countertops were shiny.

When the food is on the table, the dishes are not only rich, but also full of color, fragrance, and taste, which is no worse than that of a hotel chef.

To be honest, Qin Ling was a little surprised. After all, the pace of life of modern people is fast. As long as you have money, you can buy any meal outside. Let alone a man, a housewife may not be able to have such a table.

Qin Ling asked Tong Beibei: "Do you like cooking very much?"

Tong Beibei: "Well, stay at home."

No matter how much salted fish like to lie still, it's not really that they don't, they always have to eat.

And Tong Beibei believes in the saying "people are iron, food is steel", and also thinks that a healthy and regular diet is very important, and he really likes food, so he is usually lazy and puts a lot of effort into cooking.

Furthermore, cooking is not difficult, much easier than going to work.

Tong Beibei asked Qin Ling: "Do you want to drink?"

Qin Ling: "Is there any wine?"

Tong Beibei: "A gift from a friend."

Qin Ling nodded.

He doesn't smoke but enjoys a few drinks.

Tong Beibei went to find a way to drink.

Yes, find a way, because he doesn't drink alcohol and doesn't have a corkscrew at home, but Min Heng sent wine, and only wine.

Entering the kitchen, Tong Beibei took out the knife from the knife holder, held it up, and faced the red wine on the table.

?

Where to start?

Qin Ling came in and almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

"Let me do it."

Qin Ling asked Tong Beibei to get a dry towel, which was thicker. After Tong Beibei brought it, Qin Ling folded the towel and put it on the bottom of the bottle. Holding the bottle in his hand, he knocked the bottom of the bottle with the towel against the wall.

After knocking for a while, the cork on the bottle mouth came out a little, and when I kept knocking, some more came out.

Qin Ling didn't hit the cork until most of it came out, after a while, he grabbed the bottle body and pulled it out with bare hands.

During the whole process, Tong Beibei couldn't help, so she just watched from the side.

Looking at it, he noticed the strong arm muscles that arched with the bending of the arms under Qin Ling's clothing.

And when the cork is pulled out, the slightly raised mountain-like shoulders.

Tong Beibei took one look, then a second look, and then several more.

Seeing it, I couldn't help but think in my heart, he can't do it, he is weak and too weak, he can't do it, the family really needs a man who is like a pillar.

Qinling——

It is very suitable.

And Tong Beibei witnessed and felt the powerful muscles and vigorous aura of an adult man at a close distance, and for a moment he was inexplicably shaken, thinking with some enthusiasm:

man,

He needs it too.