willing to accept

When Feng Qingcheng returned home, Chaoyang was busy cleaning and wiping the spotless desktop, while Shang Mu was poking the keyboard at the old-fashioned computer in the room, writing a resume for a long time but still couldn't finish it .Long Qingque was standing in front of the TV, watching the TV intently, and reminded Feng Qingcheng who had just returned, "Feng Er, don't wash your hands yet." Long Qingque guessed that Feng Qingcheng's hand must have been The person named Feng Ran shook hands, but he was still unhappy.However, there are not many people who know whether they like it or not, and can not care about it from the bottom of their hearts. It is already good for Long Qingque to be able to do nothing wrong on the surface.

Chaoyang took the food from Feng Qingcheng's hand, and asked Feng Qingcheng with a smile, "It's early to come back today, I think it will be later."

"It's fine at first." Feng Qingcheng turned around and went into the bathroom, scrubbing for a long time, after she washed it with clean water, Feng Qingcheng felt that his hands seemed to be different?The skin on the back of the hand seems to be getting whiter and whiter, but the palm of the hand is extremely ruddy, and it feels warm to look at.

Feng Qingcheng guessed that she washed too hard, so the palms of her hands were red, the problem was that she rubbed the back of her hands vigorously, the rosiness was only for a moment, and it returned to a white and delicate appearance in a flash, and it was even whiter than before.

Feng Qingcheng repeated this a few times, and it was always the same. She also felt that she was too boring. She even studied this in the bathroom, laughing while wiping her hands. It was too strange for her. She is so young, it is normal for her blood to return quickly, and her blood circulation is also normal. , in short, she is a normal person.

It's not for no reason that Feng Qingcheng thinks this way, recently she always feels that she will suddenly feel extremely hot, the heat seems to want to dry her out of thin air, even if she keeps drinking water, it can't be relieved.But after a while, Feng Qingcheng's palms were cold again, the coolness seemed to seep out of her body slowly, the coolness made her whole body feel refreshed, every tense cell stretched out.Feng Qingcheng didn't know when the hot and cold started, but it was only recently that she began to notice this phenomenon.

Feng Qingcheng wondered if she was sick, but that's all she had to think about.Feng Qingcheng came out of the bathroom and found that Long Qingque was still watching TV. It was obvious that no one was afraid of noise, and it was not midnight, but the volume of the TV was turned down by Long Qingque, so Feng Qingcheng couldn't hear her clearly. Waiting for her Turning to the front of the TV, I saw that Long Qingque was watching a cooking show.The host was using chopsticks to pick up the steaming hot side dishes. After taking a bite, he showed a look of admiration. He raised his thumb and said something. The expression was very exaggerated, and the volume was too low. If you appreciate it, there are routines in this kind of program.Just like the stir-fry shows that I sometimes see on the bus, the dishes that obviously don’t look appetizing, are delicious in the mouth of the host. Feng Qingcheng has never understood the psychology of the producer, insisting on doing it after everyone gets off work. It is also when people are busy all day and are the most tired and hungry to teach the audience how to cook. Anyway, she has no intention of watching.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't hear the mosquito-like buzzing sound clearly, and was still thinking in his heart, isn't Long Qingque learning how to cook?If there is no reason to turn the TV volume down so low, even though the program has subtitles, most people will not watch it; if Long Qingque is not learning to cook, she must watch this so many good programs, and the subtitles are all in simplified Chinese , Long Qingque should have puzzled vocabulary.

Feng Qingcheng thought about it, but didn't ask immediately, because Long Qingque was watching very intently, and she didn't want to disturb her.Feng Qingcheng didn't like to watch TV, let alone cooking shows on TV. She was about to turn around and sneak into the kitchen when she heard the TV beep and turned off.

After the cooking show was over, Long Qingque also turned off the TV and asked, "Why don't you just sit down, what are you doing standing there?"

"No, I'm not tired. Look after me?" Feng Qingcheng took back the steps she was about to take, and Long Qingque seemed a little tired from standing all the time just now, so she went straight to the sofa and sat down.Long Qingque patted the seat next to him and said gently, "Come and sit here."

"Well, the TV is turned on so quietly, can you hear it? There are so many channels, and there are many programs that are better than cooking." Feng Qingcheng sat a little distance away from Long Qingque, feeling refreshing Fragrance lightly diffuses in the air.The closer you are to Longqing Que, the stronger the fragrance will be. Feng Qingcheng likes this smell and takes a deep breath secretly. Is she a beautiful person? Even the smell is fragrant. Thinking about her mother, she is also a beauty, and she also exudes fragrance. It has a kind of body fragrance that is faintly present. Unlike Long Qingque, the mother's body fragrance gives her more peace of mind and tranquility.

Long Qingque didn't seem to notice that Feng Qingcheng beside him was wandering in thought, and with a calm expression, he explained: "The show is already a rerun, I watched it once before, but I missed the beginning yesterday, and I made up it today. Speaking of which, those programs are nothing to watch, and there are many harmful ones. Fortunately, Feng Er doesn't like to watch this TV." Long Qingque even expressed his emotions in a serious manner, Feng Qingcheng obviously wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, just Neng nodded with a serious face, agreed with Long Qingque's words, and at the same time echoed: "I won't follow the example of the one who plays her on TV."

"Really? Speaking of which, you're still a good baby." Long Qingque pursed the corners of her lips, looking like she wanted to laugh, but she didn't in the end.Sitting awkwardly, Cheng Feng Qing moved the computer on the table to her lap, opened the computer and said, "That's right, I'm very honest."

"Well, honest girl, let me ask you." Long Qingque's tone was intentional. Feng Qingcheng held the computer in his hand and looked sideways at Long Qingque. Long Qingque was also looking at her. What's wrong with that expression? It looks like a smile is not a smile.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Feng Ran, how about that person?" Feng Qingcheng was taken aback by Long Qingque's question. She found that Long Qingque seemed to pay attention to Feng Ran, and recalled the phone call Feng Ran made to herself... Feng Qingcheng was still very nervous She thought carefully before answering, out of respect for Feng Ran, "She is quite a nice person, she has no temper and is easy to get close to."

Long Qingque made a voice of "Oh" and her tone rose. It seemed that Feng Qingcheng's answer had really solved her doubts. Before Feng Qingcheng could say anything else, Long Qingque suddenly leaned over, narrowed his eyes, showing danger smell, and asked provocatively: "So, what about me?"

"You...you what..." Feng Qingcheng blushed unknowingly, and had to lean back. Long Qingque was not reluctant, and leaned softly.Feng Qingcheng had no way to retreat, she stammered more and more, she wanted to push the person in front of her but she didn't have the strength, but if this person approached again, she would lose her breath.Long Qingque just looked at her and didn't speak, and Feng Qingcheng's mind became knotted. When she was with Long Qingque, her mind was dizzy most of the time, and she was usually eloquent, but when she was in front of Long Qingque, her tongue froze. I stopped listening to her, and after struggling for a long time, I finally managed to say, "You, you are fine."

Long Qing made a sharp cut, pulled back, and said, "It's really boring." Seemingly disappointed by the answer, Feng Qingcheng couldn't wait to explain something, but he hesitated but didn't know what to say. , "Then...then what do you want to hear... Really, it's not enough to praise you!" Feng Qingcheng was indignant, but the movements of her hands didn't stop. It became a curve, and my heart jumped like countless colorful soap bubbles, flying higher and higher, and finally there was a bang, even the broken powder was full of joy.

"That's all, I'm going to cook." After Long Qingque finished speaking, he also entered the kitchen.Feng Qingcheng didn't chase after her, her whole attention was on that email, she entered the interview! ! !