One second, two seconds...
What was waiting was a string of laughter like silver bells.
"Ouch, you made me laugh so hard, Comrade Zhou Shilin, why did you close your eyes? You didn't think I was going to kiss you, hahaha..."
Zhou Shilin was so embarrassed that he was sweating all over.
After saying "I'll cook some noodles for you", he strode into the kitchen.
The words "Flee from the Desert" were written brightly on the tall figure.
Wen Qian laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.
Comrade pilots in the 1980s were so funny. After she had laughed enough, she took out a wad of money from her bag, counted it, put it on the table, turned around and entered the bathroom.
in the kitchen.
Zhou Shilin looked at the bubbling water and suppressed the heat in his heart.
At the same time remind yourself again.
Keep your distance and never touch Wen Qian again.
After cooking the noodles, he walked out. As soon as he walked out, he saw the money on the table. Then, as if he thought of something, Zhou Shilin's face instantly darkened.
Wen Qian came out just at this time.
"smell good."
After that, she sat down to eat and reminded Zhou Shilin to put the money away.
"Repay your bicycle ticket."
Zhou Shilin didn't move, and after a moment he pulled his lips expressionlessly: "What is our relationship?"
"what relationship?"
Wen Qian raised her face from the bowl with innocent eyes: "Roommate relationship? A relationship to live together?"
The more she talked, the darker Zhou Shilin's face turned.
In the end, it was too dark to watch, and Wen Qian finally said four words: "The relationship between husband and wife."
"You also know that they are husband and wife, so how can you tell them so clearly?"
Under the dim light.
Zhou Shilin's tall figure was a little lonely, and he couldn't explain how he felt in his heart. He considered himself responsible for Wen Qian, but after all, they were still husband and wife, and there was no distinction between you and me.
However, Wen Qian's behavior annoyed him.
Feeling angry but having nowhere to vent his anger, he finally glanced at Wen Qian, turned around and opened the door, and the tall figure quickly disappeared into the night.
Wen Qian felt baffled.
There was an idea in my mind that seemed to be about to burst out of its shell. Then I thought that I was being sentimental. How could Zhou Shilin care about her? Maybe it was male chauvinism.
Men need to save face.
I guess giving him money hurt his self-esteem?
A man's heart aches.
I don’t understand. I don’t understand.
After thinking wildly, Wen Qian lost the mood to continue eating noodles. Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, she managed to finish a whole bowl of noodles and two poached eggs, which made her neck straighten.
After washing the dishes, I tidied up the housework and then went to take a shower.
It happened that she had left a piece of white underwear for herself and tried it on after taking a shower. After all, it felt uncomfortable to put it in neutral.
The quartz clock points to ten o'clock.
Zhou Shilin hasn't come back yet.
Wen Qian left the door open for him and returned to the room with her underwear. There were three sizes of underwear. She originally thought that the small size would be enough, but after trying it on she realized that there was a huge difference.
The cup size is a bit small.
It wasn't wrapped tightly, and half of the white rabbit spilled out.
Tsk, the troubles of big-breasted people.
There was no one at home anyway, so Wen Qian was too lazy to wear a coat. She thought of rushing from the bedroom to the living room to grab another medium-sized one, but... the accident happened so suddenly.
As soon as I got out.
The door opened.
The air froze instantly.
The two of them just stared at each other. After a moment, Wen Qian yelled "scumbag" and immediately covered her chest.
"Don't look!"
Zhou Shilin's brain was at a loss, as if he didn't expect to see such a scene. He was just stunned for a second and quickly turned around, with a trace of tension in his deep voice: "I'm sorry."
"Why don't you wear clothes..."
Two balls of fire burned on Wen Qian's cheeks.
Who said she was not wearing any clothes? She lowered her head and glanced at the two pitiful pieces of fabric on her chest. Well, wearing it was the same as not wearing it. Oh no, it didn't matter, just pretend to be wearing a bikini at the beach.
As long as she is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
Zhou Shilin was indeed embarrassed.
The scene from a moment ago flashed uncontrollably in front of my eyes, and I could only feel a white light flashing by.
He didn't come back to his senses until the door closed.
Wen Qian was no longer in the living room, and the bedroom door was closed. She should have gone to bed. Zhou Shilin was silent for a moment, raised his hand to turn off the light, made the floor in the dark, and lay down straight on it.
Even when I lay down, I couldn't feel sleepy.
I tossed and turned for half the night before falling asleep. My dreams were full of warmth...
The consequence of having too many dreams is to wake up early in the morning and wash your underwear...
***
on Monday.
Wen Qian officially went to work.
"Hello, I'm here to report."
Back office.
The man wearing glasses didn't even raise his head, his voice was full of arrogance.
"I know, I'm a little busy right now. I'll call you when I'm done. You can go wait outside first."
Typical 'official accent'.
The official is not big, but the style is not small.
Wen Qian cursed in her heart, but remained calm on her face.
"Okay, then I'll go out first."
After saying that, she turned around and left. As soon as she took a step forward, the man behind her suddenly stopped her.
"By the way, what's your name?"
Wen Qian paused, turned around, and gave a fake smile.
"My name is Wen Qian."
The man finally raised his head. It didn't matter if he raised his head. He was just stunned. His eyes were filled with undisguised surprise, and he almost stopped breathing.
beautiful!
"Are you Wen Qian? Are you here to clean?"
"right."
The man secretly sighed. He was so beautiful that he was overqualified to clean the house. His face was prettier than the female stars from Hong Kong and Taiwan. But then he thought, if he hadn't come, he wouldn't have had the chance.
No wonder the fortune teller said that his red luan star was moving.
It turned out that I was waiting here.
In just a few seconds, the man's attitude made a 360-degree turn.
"My name is Liang Fu, and I am the director of the logistics department. From now on, I will lead your work. Come on, let me show you around first. The work of our art troupe is very easy. How many people can't come even if they want to... You Just call me Brother Liang, and tell Director Liang to see more people..."
ten minutes later.
"I go to work at eight o'clock every day and leave at twelve noon."
"Basically, it's just taking out the trash, sweeping the floor, mopping the corridors, helping to tidy up the costumes, etc. It's not much work. If you have any difficulties, just tell me, don't be embarrassed to ask..."
Wen Qian had a general understanding.
She interrupted Liang Fu's eloquence.
"Director Liang, I'm going to work first."
"Why……"
Liang Fu still had a lot of words to say, but Wen Qian had already taken the broom to sweep the floor. He was staring at such a graceful figure with an obsessed smile at the corner of his mouth.
Clearly entranced.
This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Shen Xuening who came to work. Seeing Liang Fu's useless look, she sneered and turned around and entered the practice room.
"Girls, we have big news!"
"What's the big news? Tell me quickly."
Several young girls immediately gathered around.
Shen Xuening glanced at the girl with a ponytail next to her calmly, and then said slowly: "Our Director Liang is very excited!"
