Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

Qiao Jing, who was far away in another city, didn't know what was coming to him, because he didn't want to be disturbed, and he felt that no one would come to them, so he set the new phone to silent.

Due to the rich activities last night, the next day, he and Jing Xinglan slept until after ten o'clock in the morning.

After waking up, Qiao Jing stretched his hand under the pillow in a daze, and groped for a long time before he found his mobile phone from the crack.He closed his eyes and unmuted the sound, originally thinking of getting up slowly, even if he indulged once in a while, he couldn't just sleep until the afternoon.

But Jing Xinglan was awakened by the movement of the person next to the pillow, closed his eyes lazily, stretched out his long arms, and pulled the young man into his arms again.

"It's getting late." Qiao Jing said.

The man Quan pretended he didn't hear it, buried his head in Qiao Jing's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "No, sleep with me for a while."

Qiao Jing really had nothing to do with him.Coupled with the fact that his physical fatigue had completely destroyed his self-control to go to bed early and get up early to live a healthy life, Qiao Jing closed his eyes and let Jing Xinglan hug him to sleep for a while.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep until noon.

As a result, both of them were awakened by a phone call. When Qiao's mother happily said that they had arrived downstairs, Qiao Jing gasped, her scalp felt numb, and she and Jing Xinglan jumped down in a hurry. The bed began to change clothes.

"No, mom, why didn't you tell us in advance when you came?" Qiao Jing could swear that he had never been so panic-stricken in his life, even when he was in the college entrance examination and when he first published a text. Stuttering, "I, I am not prepared at all..."

"Hi, I'm your mother. I haven't seen you before. What preparations do you need? Look at what you said," Qiao's mother laughed, and heard the voice that she had already entered the corridor. "Okay, get on the elevator right away. No more chatting, see you in 1 minute, son!"

Qiao Jing looked at the hung up phone on the screen, and his expression immediately became tense.

But Jing Xinglan next to him was even more flustered than him. Although the man managed to maintain his composure on the surface, there was already a trace of headless chicken feeling in the action of buttoning his buttons, and he didn't realize that the buttons he fastened were not aligned at all. .

"Don't panic." Although he himself was panicked to death, Jing Xinglan felt that he was an upright man, so of course he had to stand up and become the backbone of the family at this time, "Clean up now, there is still time! "

As he spoke, he quickly opened the curtains, pushed open the window, and cleaned the room at a whirlwind speed. All the small boxes and bags were packed in garbage bags, and the whole process took no more than 20 seconds.

But where should these things be put?

Just as Jing Xinglan was standing in the bedroom with a garbage bag in his hand and his mind went blank, Qiao Jing finally came to his senses and urged him in a low voice, "Go back to your house quickly, don't let my parents see you!"

Jing Xinglan responded subconsciously, and before he even had time to change his shoes, he was kicked out of the house wearing slippers.

No, there seems to be something wrong?

He didn't turn his head around this corner, and he always felt that this operation was a bit like Lao Wang next door who had to escape through the window of his lover's house after his real husband came home early, ah no, it was Lao Jing next door.

But it was too late when they received the call. Mother Qiao and the others didn't even have a minute to go upstairs. When Jing Xinglan was still trying to open the house with the key in his trembling hands, he only heard "Ding Dong" "One sound——

The elevator has arrived.

Before the elder got out of the elevator door, he saw Jing Xinglan in the corridor wearing big underpants and a messy white shirt on his upper body.

The man held the house key that was still inserted in the keyhole in one hand, and was trying to open the door of his own house, but he couldn't open it because his hands trembled several times, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead in anxiety; his other hand Holding a transparent garbage bag containing private items in his hand, the clothes on his body were crumpled and not even buttoned properly, and teeth marks and faint red marks could be vaguely seen on the collarbone.

In this state, it looks like he just woke up not long ago, and most likely spent a good night with a hot and unrestrained beauty.

Joe's father and mother's smile froze on their faces.

Jing Xinglan silently turned his head to look in the direction of the elevator. No matter how thick-skinned he was, at this moment, in front of Elder Qiao Jing, he felt the feeling of fearing to die in public in front of the crowd.

The two parties looked at each other for a few seconds, and there was an awkward silence in the corridor for a few seconds.

In the end, it was Qiao Cunzhi who coughed first, and said teasingly, "Xiaojing is also at this age, is this a good thing coming?"

Jing Xinglan managed to force a smile: "Fortunately...Uncle and Auntie, why are you here?"

Mother Qiao also came back to her senses at this moment. They were all from the past. Although the scene just now was indeed a bit embarrassing, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.She smiled and said, "Come and see my son, Xiao Jing, thanks to you for taking care of our family during this time of worry, didn't it cause you any trouble?"

"No, Qiao Jing is fine." Jing Xinglan said immediately, looking at the big and small bags in their hands, he subconsciously asked, "Well, shall I help?"

"No need, we're already home." Qiao Cunzhi declined politely, his eyes couldn't help but rest on the garbage bag in Jing Xinglan's hand for a few seconds, and he couldn't help it, so he gently reminded, "Well, Xiao Jing You'd better go home and change your clothes first, these luggage are not heavy, we can do it ourselves."

Jing Xinglan: "...Okay. Goodbye, uncle and aunt."

He looked back silently, unscrewed the keyhole that couldn't be opened just now, silently carried the garbage bag, and gently closed the door with the most normal force.

The second the door was closed, the smile on Jing Xinglan's face disappeared instantly.

The man leaned against the door of the house, squatted slowly on the ground, and buried his head in the crook of his arms.

He doesn't want to live anymore.

008 was about to protest to him that he was starving to death: "..."

No, after one night, shouldn't this person be proud of himself?Why are you still autistic?

And looking at the closed door in front of them, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother looked at each other, and they both saw the smiles in each other's eyes.

Qiao's mother sighed: "It's nice to be young. Alas, look at Xiaojing, I don't know when I will see this day."

Qiao Cunzhi wisely didn't answer the call, but walked over and rang the doorbell of Qiao Jing's house.

"This kid, he knows that his parents are coming, so he didn't come out to greet him." He complained.

But at the moment when the door opened, they couldn't help showing bright smiles on their faces when they saw their son who was tidy and full of energy standing in the porch.

"Dad, Mom," Qiao Jing took the luggage in their hands, and gestured to the two cups of hot tea that had just been poured on the coffee table in the living room, "Go and sit for a while, the tea is a bit hot, so be careful when drinking it."

He looked calm on the surface, but in fact his heart rate had already exceeded [-].

Qiao Jing heard the conversation between his parents and Jing Xinglan in the corridor just now.

Although he was very grateful for the other party's sacrifice, but for some reason, the idea of ​​"Heaven is good for reincarnation" appeared in Qiao Jing's mind.

"The air humidity outside is so high recently, why are you opening the bedroom window so wide?" Probably this is a must-have skill for every mother in the world. After Qiao's mother entered the house, she saw the wide open window of Qiao Jing's bedroom at a glance. The window, couldn't help but frowned deeply, "And this quilt, it's spread in a mess, it's better not to spread it."

Just as she was about to help Qiao Jing make the bed, the black-haired young man strode over and stood in front of Qiao's mother.

"Well, I'll do it by myself. Mom, you've come so far, so go sit and rest in the living room." Qiao Jing pretended to be calm, but her back was already covered in cold sweat.

You know, under the quilt, there is still a pair of suit pants and belt that Jing Xinglan didn't have time to take away!

It's worth it if you see it!

Mother Qiao glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that her son was a little weird today, but she didn't go into it too much, and said bluntly, "Okay, you can do it yourself. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

Seeing that she had finally given up on making her own bed, Qiao Jing's tense body finally relaxed slowly.

Taking advantage of Qiao's mother's inattention, he rolled up all the things Jing Xinglan left in the bedroom, took out a new garbage bag from the drawer, stuffed it tightly and tied it up again. Tight, then ran to the balcony and threw all these things on the balcony opposite the door.

Jing Xinglan, who was falling into autism, suddenly heard a muffled "boom" from the balcony at home. He raised his head and walked over suspiciously. Throw it all in a trash bag.

Look up again.

The balcony opposite was already empty.

Jing Xinglan: "..."

The degree of self-isolation has improved to a higher level, thank you.

Qiao Jing took care of the time bomb that was going to explode at an unknown time, and just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Qiao's mother's puzzled voice from the kitchen: "Hey, why are there still leftover pineapples? Joe Joe, aren't you allergic to pineapple?"

Qiao Jing's heart suddenly suspended again. Fortunately, Qiao Cunzhi took the initiative to explain for him this time: "Xiaojing should have brought them here. The two of them are classmates, and they live so close together. They often eat together."

Mother Qiao accepted this explanation, and she gave Qiao Jing another look by the way: "I told you not to bother others all the time. It's just a classmate. Girlfriends don't cook and buy vegetables for you every day! Look, there are so many things in the refrigerator." The dishes are all brought by Xiaojing, right?"

Qiao Jing responded vaguely, and watched in horror as Qiao's mother shifted her inspection position to the study again.

"There are still cigarettes?" After spotting the red box on the bookshelf with sharp eyes, she gasped, turned her head suddenly, and stared at Qiao Jing disapprovingly, "Qiao Qiao, you can't imitate me, I I know you guys take a sip when you're stressed about writing, but it's really not a good habit, it's going to wreck your health."

"No," Qiao Jing explained helplessly, "This is also Jing Xinglan's. He used to smoke and said he wanted to quit smoking, so I asked me to supervise him, so he left the cigarettes and lighter here."

"...Is that so? Then the relationship between you two is really good."

Mother Qiao said suspiciously.

Until now, seeing so many traces left by Jing Xinglan in the house, the woman's intuition finally made her realize that something was wrong.But after thinking about every detail, it seems that there is no major problem, and it is a normal behavior between friends.

Therefore, she just frowned and didn't say much.

"Okay, you're almost done." Qiao Cunzhi has been sitting on the sofa flipping through books since just now, but his sense of presence in Qiao Jing's eyes is no weaker than that of Qiao's mother, because the book Qiao Cunzhi is holding in his hand , it was "Ordinary Man" that Qiao Jing had just typed out on the printer at home yesterday, "Come here, let me ask you something serious."

Usually Qiao Cunzhi would not speak to Qiao Jing in this tone, but once he spoke like this, it meant that he was indeed discussing the matter with Qiao Jing seriously.So Qiao Jing also let go of these messy thoughts, walked up to him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Because he didn't sign it when it was printed, Qiao Jing was not worried that Qiao Cunzhi would find out his identity.

"This book," Qiao Cunzhi closed "Ordinary Man" with a snap, "you wrote it?"

Qiao Jing didn't understand, so he nodded.

Qiao Cunzhi sat on the sofa, raised his head, and looked him up and down.

Only then did Qiao Jing realize that Qiao Cunzhi seemed to have aged a lot in recent years.The sideburns are graying a lot, and the lines on the face are more obvious than before. Although the waist is still straight, anyone can tell that the man in front of him is already over fifty years old.

"Dad..." He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Not bad." Qiao Cunzhi praised him very rarely, with a hint of approval in his eyes, "I have read basically every novel you published for so many years, and only this one, you can finally be worthy of it." The word 'writer' is missing."

Qiao Jing lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Probably seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them was a little stiff, Mother Qiao hurried over to smooth things over: "You stubborn donkey, don't you always say that your son's writing is improving every time at home? Why are you pretending to be deep, like watching "The Great Doctor of the Common People" before? The person baring his big teeth at home is not the same as you."

Qiao Cunzhi's calm expression couldn't hold back for a moment, he coughed, and said awkwardly: "What are you talking about! When did I bark my big teeth... Cough, in short, your level has improved, keep working hard, you have still communicated with Yan Heqing recently Is it? You can ask him for advice if you have nothing to do, it would be great if you can collect some information, of course, don’t make it too obvious.”

He obviously didn't have any hope for Qiao Jing's interpersonal relationship and communication skills, and he patched faster than anyone else, as if he was afraid that Yan Heqing would run away as soon as Qiao Jing opened his mouth.

Qiao Jing: "...Understood."

At this moment, Mother Qiao looked around, wondering, "Oh, don't you have a cat at home? Where's the cat?"

Qiao Jing opened the door silently, knocked on the door of the next room, and a minute later, brought back 1, who was trying to open his eyes wide and flirtatiously toward Qiao's father and mother, with the cat and litter.

"Here's the cat," he said.

Mother Qiao felt more and more that something was wrong: "Well, does Xiaojing also like to play cats?"

"That's right." Qiao Jing lowered his head, staring straight at the little black cat that was stretched into a long strip in his hands with his dark eyes, "It has a close relationship with Jing Xinglan, right? "

008 nodded frantically.

"Oh, this cat can understand human language?" Qiao's mother took 008 from his hand in surprise, hugged her in her arms and stroked its fur gently, "It's really well raised, its fur is smooth and smooth, It’s even more beautiful than the [-] mink I bought in Northeast China the year before last! And with this weight, it’s really stocky, chubby and cute.”

The little black cat froze in her arms, showing an expression that dared not speak out.

If someone else said it was fat, it would have jumped up and stretched out its paws to scratch his face full of peach blossoms.

"I took a look at the ingredients in the refrigerator just now, and they are quite rich." Qiao's mother finished stroking the cat, put the amnesty 008 on the ground, looked up and said to Qiao Jing, "I'm cooking tonight, help me Let's start, go to the next door to ask Xiaojing if he is free, and say that Auntie invited him to dinner and thank him."

Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment: "I don't need this..."

"Son, this is the basic etiquette of being a human being! They have cooked for you for so long, shouldn't you invite me back?" But Mother Qiao didn't give him the slightest chance to refuse, and said directly, "That's it. Yes. Later, no, you can ask now, just because he is at home now."

In desperation, Qiao Jing could only knock on the door next door again.

"My mother wants to invite you to dinner tonight." He looked at Jing Xinglan, knowing that his parents might still be listening, so he said in a business-like tone, "Are you free?"

Qiao Jing thought that Jing Xinglan would refuse, because he asked himself, if he had encountered such an embarrassing scene in the corridor just now, the only thought in his mind now was to immediately set off to emigrate to Mars.But Jing Xinglan deserved to be Jing Xinglan, he adjusted his mentality in less than an hour, and showed him a charming smile: "Okay, tell Auntie that I will definitely support you. Do you need help?"

Before Qiao Jing could speak, Mother Qiao's voice came from inside the door: "No need, when the time comes, Auntie will directly cook a table of dishes, you can just eat!"

Jing Xinglan lowered his head and smiled, "Uncles and aunts are very enthusiastic, how many days are you going to stay here this time?"

"I don't know, I haven't asked yet." Qiao Jing sighed, hesitated for a moment, looked at Jing Xinglan's normal attire, and said softly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from them on purpose. It's just that It was so sudden, we were not ready for that kind of situation..."

"It's okay." Jing Xinglan interrupted him, looking at Qiao Jing calmly, "You don't need to explain this to me."

Qiao Jing felt even more guilty.

This kind of words, coupled with his previous behavior, always made him feel like he was running away after sleeping like a scumbag.

——Although, it seemed, probably, that the person who was slept was him.

The young man pursed his lips, looked away, and said in a low voice: "My parents should come and stay for a few days before leaving, usually during the day, if... if they fall asleep at night, I can turn over from the balcony to accompany you sleep together."

The balconies between their two houses are very close, so close that you can reach the opposite railing with your hand.

"But no nonsense."

He quickly added another sentence, because he thought that some people are prone to intemperance when they are in the top.

Hearing these words, Jing Xinglan's gaze at him changed subtly.

The corner of the man's mouth raised uncontrollably, and he even intentionally imitated Qiao Jing's appearance, lowered his voice, and asked with a cautious expression: "Really, you plan to have a private meeting with me in the middle of the night? Is it a preparation?" Romeo and Juliet, or Rapunzel?"

But in his expression and voice, there was a lingering deep smile.

Qiao Jing stepped on Jing Xinglan's instep expressionlessly, and slammed the door shut with a "bang" amidst the man's cries of pain, so as not to slap his nose.

Insatiable bastard, he thought dryly.

Live it!

dinner time.

Jing Xinglan once again showed his superb level of social flamboyance, and made Qiao's mother happy from the beginning of the meal. Even Qiao Cunzhi, who has always been stern, showed an obviously very happy expression.

Qiao Jing, who was ignored by them, sat silently at the side, picking up the rice in his own bowl, feeling that this kind of atmosphere that seemed redundant to him was just right for a person who just wanted to focus on cooking and didn't want to participate in the discussion.

The restaurant lights in warm colors shine on the sumptuous meals. The braised pork is steaming white, fat and thin, and looks as delicious as amber.Qiao Jing was captured by the top piece almost instantly. After toasting, he was about to pick up the piece of dream meat that he had been fancying for a long time, when Mother Qiao threw a seemingly inadvertent stare at him. See.

Qiao Jing's chopsticks froze, so he could only turn the direction of the chopsticks halfway, and reluctantly put the piece of meat into Jing Xinglan's bowl.

Jing Xinglan glanced down, smiled and said thank you, but did not move his chopsticks, but continued to chat with Qiao's father and mother.During this period, Mother Qiao enthusiastically wanted to serve him a few more spoonfuls of rice, but the man picked up the bowl and refused repeatedly. By the way, he also made an excuse that he really couldn't eat any more, so he put the piece of braised pork into Qiao Jing's bowl again.

Qiao Jing didn't say anything, but Jing Xinglan's move obviously raised his mood index by a few percentage points.

Although Qiao's mother didn't say anything, her eyes flickered for a moment, and she soon returned to her smile, and discussed with Jing Xinglan about a recent international incident.

After all, she is also a professor-level figure, and she is not inferior to her husband in career, so although she chatters on weekdays, she is absolutely clear when it comes to professional matters. Various international theories and literature Even Jing Xinglan was overwhelmed by her rich knowledge in the end, when he praised Qiao's mother, the expression on his face was absolutely sincere.

After everyone finished eating and satiated, Jing Xinglan volunteered to do the dishes.

But of course, this proposal was firmly rejected by Qiao's mother.

"How can I ask the guests to wash the dishes?" She seemed to inadvertently emphasized the word "guest", and paid special attention to the expression of the son next to her, but Qiao Jing's expression didn't seem to change, "Let Qiao Come wash Joe, he's so big, he's got to do some work."

"Mom, what you said is the same as my ten fingers not touching the spring water."

Qiao Jing didn't notice her deliberation, so he asked Jing Xinglan to roll up his sleeves for him, and walked over to wash the dishes consciously.

While washing the dishes, Mother Qiao took advantage of the time Jing Xinglan was talking to Qiao Jing in the kitchen, sneaked up next to Qiao Cunzhi and whispered, "Hey, have you noticed that there is something wrong with these two boys?"

"What?" Qiao Cunzhi looked up, "You mean they are a couple?"

Mother Qiao was shocked: "You can see it too!?"

"I didn't see it, it's just that these two little bastards didn't hide it well." Qiao Cunzhi was very calm. He opened the drawer of the coffee table and took out a pair of red books. Here, I wonder, do they want to tell us, or do they not want us to know?"

Mother Qiao's eyes widened, and she took the two marriage certificates over, opened them and took a look——

"...Miracle Marriage Agency, the address is No. 7, Tonglin Road, District 327, Federal Central Star?"

She furrowed her eyebrows deeply, with a look of deep worry on her face, but this time she was not worried about her son's emotional problems, but worried about his relationship with Jing Xinglan.

"No, the two of them actually got the license in the game?"

As expected of Qiao Jing's mother, Qiao's mother had the same big brain hole. Now that she saw this marriage certificate, she immediately started to brainstorm out of control.

It's definitely impossible to guess what time travel is. Qiao's mother thought about it, but the possibility of love in games is the most likely: "Then, Jing Xinglan suddenly moved across from Qiao Qiao, in fact, because they have been dating online before. ? No, maybe they talked about it when they were in high school! Now it should be a new relationship..."

When she heard the movement in the kitchen, she immediately threw the two small books into the drawer and put them away again.Then he smiled at the two people who came out of the corner as if nothing had happened. It seemed that they were swiping their phones in the living room all night, but they were actually searching for various keywords and sentences desperately——

#学习时代的爱情能力多少#, #网恋有未来吗#, #儿童而来的忍进时期怎么办#

Seeing this, Qiao Cunzhi resolutely put down half of "Ordinary Man":

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep first, take your time."

His children and grandchildren have their own blessings. In order to ensure that he can go fishing and walking every week after returning home, he should not get involved in this matter.