Qin Feng led the way from the entrance with the refrigerator in hand, but Wang Anruo had no intention of entering. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and crossed his legs, as if he was looking at the decorations in the entrance.
The coat rack is placed at the door, with Qin Feng's coat and a hat hanging on it. The shoe cabinet and the coat rack are staggered, so that the originally not so spacious entrance hall will not be so crowded that people can't walk through it.
It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into the layout of the entrance hall.
Qin Feng walked to the living room in a few steps and placed the refrigerator on the table. When he turned around, he realized that Wang Anruo had not come over.
He looked back, and Wang Anruo smiled: "I didn't scare you by coming here suddenly, did I? If there is anything you need, I'll go downstairs to buy it. I saw a canteen downstairs before I came up."
Qin Feng was slightly startled when he heard this, and then quickly understood her understanding. He smiled and shook his head and replied: "No need for anything, the family is not lacking, come in quickly."
It seems that regularly tidying up the home is a very important habit.
"Then excuse me."
Wang Anruo smiled playfully, stepped into the door, took off his black windbreaker and hung it on the coat rack.
She gently touched Qin Feng's coat with her fingers. It was spotless, with some areas turning white after washing, with a faint scent of laundry detergent.
She came closer and smelled it gently. The smell was reassuring. She could smell this aroma every time she sat next to Qin Feng during morning exercises.
Qin Feng bought this dress when he was in college and it is one of his favorite jackets.
Every man always has a few pieces of clothing that he likes the most. Whether it is the feel or the shape, he is deeply fond of it. He wears it no matter how comfortable it is. As long as it is not torn, he will never throw it away until he can no longer wear it.
Qin Feng found a pair of slippers for Wang Anruo. Wang Anruo supported Qin Feng with one hand and took off his sneakers to reveal small white cotton socks. The white jade-like ankles between the cotton socks and the trouser legs seemed to be carefully carved, which showed Wang Ma's hard work. .
Wang Anruo wore slippers that didn't fit her feet and slowly turned around. There was a unique contrast between her small feet and the thick uppers.
"I'm sorry, I never thought that a girl would come to my house as a guest." Qin Feng smiled shyly and said: "The slippers prepared for guests are all men's... Don't worry, no one has worn them yet, and I often Can wash."
Wang Anruo found it quite novel. It was the first time she wore men's shoes. The shoes didn't fit her feet so well, but she found it very interesting.
The first thought was to go back and show off to Xiaoyun, but on second thought it seemed that there was nothing worth showing off.
“The house is really clean.”
She walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and then looked down at the wooden floor.
The rented room is very small, only about 40 square meters in total. It is fine for one person, but it seems a bit crowded for two people.
But this small room was decorated very warmly by Qin Feng. There were succulents on the windowsill, carpets under the sofa and coffee table. The sofa was also a white soft leather sofa that looked like clouds. The walls were covered with wallpaper and There are picture frames and photos that can be bought on Taobao for tens of dollars, full of INS style.
"You are really similar to my mother." Wang Anruo looked at the bright and clean living room and blurted out subconsciously: "My mother will definitely like you very much."
Qin Feng poured her a glass of water and sat across from her with a strange look in his eyes.
Wang Anruo took a sip of water and noticed Qin Feng's eyes. She was originally a little confused as to why he was looking at her like that.
But soon the ice-snowy and smart girl reacted, her face turned red, she lowered her eyebrows and did not look at Qin Feng, and covered half of her face with a cup: "Don't look at me like that, I mean my mother also loves to be clean, right?" People who can do housework have a favorable impression."
Qin Feng smiled even more, "As long as you can do housework, will you like anyone?"
Wang Anruo saw that he was acting evil and snorted: "I won't like a man with evil intentions, and whether he has evil intentions or not is up to me."
The atmosphere suddenly became charming, and both of them tacitly remained silent.
Wang Anruo looked at Qin Feng's aesthetics curiously while drinking water. He felt that the green plants and decoration were very niche and elegant, and there was a kind of freshness in them.
The photos and wallpapers on the walls reveal literature and art, and the styles of sofas and furniture bring out the youthful vitality and artistic exaggeration.
He is like a simple novelist who loves literature and rock music at the same time. It is conflicting and harmonious. It is simply...
Wang Anruo thought in his heart, it was like Qin Feng's gentle, considerate and honest appearance, but also hidden a bohemian heart that loves freedom.
Qin Feng looked at the refrigerator on the table with a smile on his lips.
I originally thought that my twenty-sixth birthday would be very boring. I was too lazy to move alone, so I simply made some food, used the Internet to pass the time as usual, and used the mattress to recuperate.
But at this moment, an extremely beautiful woman sat opposite him, intruding into his life with curiosity and courtesy. Qin Feng felt that he had never felt that he had worked hard.
Although he has dealt with many women, Wang Anruo is really the first one to come to the rented house.
There are too many intersections between Qin Wuxiang and Qin Feng in this room. It is the place where he opens and closes his eyes every day, and is filled with the memory of his breath.
Just like Wang Anruo thought, no matter how clear Qin Feng is and how carefully he divides them, these two identities are still his own.
Qin Wuxiang was born out of a love for literature, and was enriched by his unique understanding of art. The exaggerated furniture in his home was designed by himself and then made by others, promoting his ideas and aesthetics.
More than twenty years of ordinary life gave birth to Qin Feng, an ordinary person who has followed the wishes of his parents since he was a child. He works hard and loves life. The bookshelf in the room is full of Alexandre Dumas and Leo Tolstoy, and there are many in WeChat. I was chatting with my parents. I bought more clothes for my parents in the shopping cart than I did. There were serious work documents on my computer.
Qin Wuxiang is like a barrier that isolates the famous ladies and rich women from the mask. Wang Anruo's sudden visit tonight has become the first person to bypass the mask and go into the heart.
Qin Feng once said that love is the process of invading each other's lives. Now, Wang Anruo has entered the house.
"Is this a cake?"
Qin Feng asked looking at the refrigerator.
"You said you weren't allergic to cake."
Wang Anruo opened the refrigerator, took out the expensive cake, which was estimated to cost less than one-fifth, and placed it on the coffee table.
She stopped pretending at this time and looked at Qin Feng with a smile in her eyes: "Have you guessed it?"
Before, she had made some insinuations and used the excuse that her mother was learning to make cakes recently to find out about Qin Feng's taboos.
Qin Feng shook his head very honestly and pretended to be serious: "I thought Chicken Soup was the last time I used auntie as a shield. It seems that I thought of you too innocently."
Wang Anruo was slightly startled when he heard this, and his cheeks turned red again.
It turns out that from that time on, the lies that I was not very good at were discovered.
She immediately crossed her arms over her chest and raised her chin: "I seemed to have said just now that my mother hates evil-minded men, but it's up to me to judge whether they are evil-minded or not."
She took on a hint of Fang Nianwei's aura and squinted her eyes, receiving the gaze from the female star.
Qin Feng stood up and said with a smile: "That's wrong. How about I show you around my home as compensation? The tour guide is free on Fridays."
Wang Anruo nodded, with a similar expression on his face, and then his eyes showed a little expectation, and he followed Qin Feng around briskly.
When Qin Feng didn't pay attention, she still took two steps, how happy she was.
The hair floats like a waterfall, and the mountains are ready to come out.
