After getting the TV, Xiao Fu became quiet indeed. Not only quiet, it was as if he was not there in the room.
After such a fuss, Yan Qingyao squinted a little and couldn't fall asleep at all. She could only open her eyes and play with her phone. After thinking about it, she felt that she still couldn't offset her anger at having her rest day ruined.
She directly called Liu Qifei. When she answered the phone, Liu Qifei's voice was confused. She was still in a beautiful dreamland when she suddenly woke up.
Yan Qingyao ignored it and shared with her the strange incident that Xiao Fu woke her up just to watch TV.
"Yan Qingyao!" Liu Qifei couldn't hide her anger at being woken up. She paused and probably squinted at the time: "It's only six o'clock. You're calling me to seek death!"
Yan Qingyao smiled happily, and after she finished laughing, she said expressionlessly: "I was woken up by Xiao Fu at about five o'clock."
So it is more miserable for her.
Liu Qifei said sleepily: "Those are your ancients, not mine."
Yan Qingyao: "..."
As if the chat had reached her limit, Liu Qifei said directly: "I'm done!"
"Wait!" Yan Qingyao was so frightened that she quickly called out to her. Only then did Liu Qifei show mercy and give her a chance to speak: "What's wrong?"
Yan Qingyao smiled coquettishly: "There is nothing to eat here."
Liu Qifei: "Go and buy it yourself."
"No money." Yan Qingyao cried with a sad face, and started to complain again: "He doesn't have any clothes here. I went out and bought him two sets, and it cost me six thousand..."
"Alipay received 10,000 yuan."
Liu Qifei touched the gold bracelet on her hand: "Is that enough?"
Yan Qingyao nodded immediately: "That's enough."
Liu Qifei: "Okay, this money is an advance and will be deducted from your salary."
Yan Qingyao: "..."
When did she feel that she and the leader were good friends?
Unable to think so much, Yan Qingyao put on her clothes, glanced at Xiao Fu, and went out to buy food.
After making two bowls of noodles, Yan Qingyao turned off the TV and asked Xiao Fu to come over and eat.
As soon as Xiao Fu lowered his head, his long hair fell down and almost fell into the noodle bowl. He raised his head and said, "My hair is too much in the way."
Yan Qingyao's eyes lit up: "Then cut it off?"
Xiao Fu's eyes suddenly turned sharp: "How can it be done? The body, hair and skin are all affected by the parents."
"What should we do?" Yan Qingyao looked at him doubtfully, and saw that he was embarrassed and pursed his lips: "I don't know how to tie my hair."
After saying that, he looked at her, and the implication was that he asked her to tie his hair?
Yan Qingyao wanted to reject him harshly, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out, so she could only take out a rubber band and a comb from the room.
His hair felt soft to the touch under his hands. His hair was well maintained, shiny and combed smoothly. He combed it casually and had a handful of hair in his hand.
For some reason, there was a sudden ripple in my heart, and the historical records and scenes from some TV series that I had seen kept popping up in my mind...
Forbidding herself to think any more, she tied his hair into a ponytail with a rubber band. There seemed to be nothing out of place for a modern ponytailed man wearing long clothes and long trousers.
After eating the noodles, Xiao Fu still hadn't forgotten what she said yesterday.
Asked: "Where did you say you wanted to take me yesterday? Where are you going?"
Yan Qingyao took the two people's dishes and was about to put them in the kitchen to wash, when she suddenly realized that when she woke up in the morning, he had not made any contribution other than ordering her with questions.
As for her, she was startled by him early in the morning. She was ordered here and there to do this and that, and she even made a considerate breakfast. Now she even plans to wash the dishes herself.
Yan Qingyao put the bowl down and raised an eyebrow at Xiao Fu: "If you wash this bowl, I will tell you."
Xiao Fu said bluntly: "I can't."
"Just learn if you don't know!" Yan Qingyao turned on the faucet: "Come here."
Xiao Fu walked over with an indifferent look.
She continued: "This is dish soap. You can research it and wash away these oil stains."
After saying that, she asked him to open his hand. She squeezed gently, and a dose of transparent liquid was squeezed into his hand. He listened to her words and wrote on the dishes and chopsticks in his hand. As expected, there was no trace of anything. Oil stains remain.
"Really!" Xiao Fu's eyes lit up, he pointed at the dish soap and said, "I'll take this back too."
Yan Qingyao: "..."
"Okay." Yan Qingyao nodded without explaining to him, and then said: "There are a lot of good things in our era. You have to learn more from me to know which things are better."
"Yes." Xiao Fu nodded.
Yan Qingyao couldn't help but snicker: "We'll just mop the floor and go."
With the benefit of dishwashing liquid, Xiao went straight to mopping the floor without any hesitation.
But it also let him know that some jobs are impossible to get an appointment for.
Before Xiao Fu could argue with her, the taxi Yan Qingyao took on her phone was already downstairs. She opened the elevator and said to the angry Xiao Fu, "Come in, we're going out."
Xiao Fu pursed his lips and was about to step in when the door suddenly moved slowly and was about to be closed. Xiao Fu was so frightened that he reached out to hold Yan Qingyao's hand and got into the elevator.
The moment Yan Qingyao's hand was held, her heart tightened for some reason. When she saw him entering the elevator, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. The next second she saw the elevator door reopening, she realized that the elevator door was sensitive.
Then how come her reaction just now was the same as that of this ancient person.
Xiao Fu looked at the door: "Why is it open again?"
Yan Qingyao put away her inner turmoil and explained: "It is infrared-sensitive. If it senses someone, it will automatically open and close. It is very safe."
Regardless of whether Xiao Fu understood or not, the caller ID was already displayed on his mobile phone. It was obviously the taxi driver downstairs calling.
Xiao Fu glanced at the cube in Yan Qingyao's hand. He remembered that it was this thing that called a very powerful person last night.
On the first floor, Yan Qingyao walked out and felt a pull. When she lowered her head, she saw Xiao Fu holding her hand tightly, which made her blush.
He wanted to let him go, but he had to get in the car later, which he had never experienced before. He didn't know if he would be scared. Thinking of this, Yan Qingyao simply walked out of the community hand in hand with him.
You can see the waiting taxi at a glance.
Yan Qingyao opened the car door, and Xiao Fu was startled. He had seen this thing before, and there were people inside at that time. He thought they could only stay inside, but he didn't expect that there was a door that could go up and down.
Yan Qingyao sat in first and pulled his hand: "Come in."
Xiao Fu sat in together, and Yan Qingyao closed the car door. She looked down and saw that the hands held by the two of them had been released at some point, and she felt empty in her heart.
