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The decoration is very simple, black, white and gray, only the kitchen is full, and the rest of the place has no breath of life, not even a photo of life.
Duan Yanqiu said: "This house is used by my aunt to cook for me, and no one usually lives in it."
Tong Chunxia said "oh".
"You go take a shower." Duan Yanqiu followed from the kitchen.
Tong Chunxia frowned slightly.
Probably because he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, Duan Yanqiu turned to look at her, with a slightly unnatural expression on his face, "It's snowing outside, and your hair is all wet. Take a shower quickly and blow dry your hair. I'll make some ginger soup."
Tong Chunxia's heart warmed, and she couldn't help but walked to the kitchen to look over.
But seeing that Duan Yanqiu's movements are still proficient, he cut a few slices of ginger, put a few pieces of brown sugar, and put them in a pot of hot water together.
Duan Yanqiu glanced sideways at her, frowning and urged: "Hurry up?!"
Tong Chunxia went obediently, and halfway through the wash, Duan Yanqiu knocked on the glass door of the bathroom and said, "There are no girls' pajamas at home, so you can wear my T-shirt. Never mind."
After Tong Chunxia took a shower, he came out and saw a black dress neatly stacked on the shelf. She opened it, only to find that it was Duan Yanqiu's T-shirt, which was too big for her, just reaching her knees.
At that time, Tong Chunxia didn't know that there was a thing called laundry detergent in the world. She only thought that Duan Yanqiu's clothes smelled very good.
The smell belonged to Duan Yanqiu in her memory, until one day she bought a certain brand of laundry detergent, and it was his smell that hit her face.
When I came out, the room was already very warm, as if the floor heating was turned on.
Tong Chunxia stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet, feeling heat from the soles of his feet. A sense of warmth surrounded her from head to toe.
She randomly found a pair of slippers and put them on.
Duan Yanqiu was sitting on the sofa, watching "Spring Festival Gala". It was a song and dance program, and there were so many people.
He is obviously a very young person, but he sits upright with his arms folded, looking especially like a veteran cadre.
Tong Chunxia vaguely saw the old Duan Yanqiu, sitting on the sofa watching those old programs.
Duan Yanqiu turned his head to look at her up and down, beckoned to her, and signaled her to sit down.
Tong Chunxia walked over.
Duan Yanqiu pointed to the two cups on the table, "The left side is ginger soup, and the right side is cold medicine, you drink both."
"Why don't you drink it?" Tong Chunxia frowned and asked him, and handed him the cold granule, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold because you wore so much just now? Ginger soup is for you."
Duan Yanqiu glanced at the ginger tea in her hand, then pursed the corner of her mouth lightly, as if she had seen through something, "Don't you like the taste of ginger?"
Tong Chunxia raised his eyebrows, which was a tacit consent.
"If you don't like it, you don't like it. You even said you'd give me a drink for fear of catching a cold. Tong Chunxia, ??why are you such a scumbag?" After Duan Yanqiu finished speaking, she flicked her eyebrows lightly.
Tong Chunxia only felt that the area between his eyebrows was crisp and numb.
Duan Yanqiu drank ginger soup, squinted his eyes and said, "Why don't you blow your hair?"
"I couldn't find a hair dryer."
"The hair dryer is under the clothes just now. Go and dry your hair before coming out." Duan Yanqiu ordered like this, and Tong Chunxia was about to get up when he suddenly grabbed his hand.
Duan Yanqiu looked at her, his eyes were shining brightly, "Are you hungry?"
Tong Chunxia smiled slightly, "It depends on what food you have at home."
"Auntie made a lot of dumplings before she left, do you want to eat?"
"For Chinese New Year, how can you not eat dumplings?"
Duan Yanqiu's face softened slightly, "I'll cook twenty for you, is it enough to eat?"
Tong Chunxia frowned, and said viciously: "Twenty, you raise pigs? Give me thirty."
Duan Yanqiu got up from the sofa, with a half-smile, "You are quite self-aware."
Tong Chunxia went to dry his hair, the hot wind blew, and his hair was 80% dry. Duan Yanqiu was already in the kitchen when he came out.
He casually wore an unlined garment, tied an apron, and held a spoon with one hand.
Tong Chunxia quietly walked behind him to look at him.
Duan Yanqiu is very good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, like a lonely swordsman described by Jin Yong, but he must also carry the indifference of his family's miserable life experience.
Duan Yanqiu's expression remained calm, he threw the dumplings into the pot one by one, and turned on the fire.
He turned around naturally, covered her hair with his hands, and said to himself: "Why???. Should not catch a cold. "
After saying this, he took out his mobile phone and threw it to Chunxia. "Call Lu Qinghuan back. The number at 8:40."
Chun Xia took his phone and called Lu Qinghuan.
Lu Qinghuan's mahjong sound was bursting, and his speech was almost output by roaring. Tong Chunxia briefly explained some situations, and Lu Qinghuan was relieved.
It turned out that Tong Man quietly called Lu Qinghuan, and Lu Qinghuan was out of town, so he called Duan Yanqiu and asked him to pick him up.
When he was about to hang up the phone, Lu Qinghuan suddenly yelled, "Tong Chunxia, ??tonight is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I have given Duan Yanqiu to do it."
Tong Chunxia quickly pressed the hang up button with his fingers, and when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Duan Yanqiu from the corner of his eye.
"What did you say, with a guilty expression?"
Tong Chunxia returned the phone to him, pretending to be calm and said: "I just said a Happy New Year."
After the dumplings came out of the pot, Duan Yanqiu took a bowl and served them, one serving for each person. After busy work, Tong Chunxia made two seasonings.
At night when Wanjia lights up, there were explosions outside from time to time. Many years ago, there was no ban on smoking, and the whole city was full of lively atmosphere during the Chinese New Year. The night sky is full of light, constantly illuminating the entire city.
Tong Chunxia and Duan Yanqiu just sat opposite each other.
Duan Yanqiu never asked her what happened, and she never talked about it. The two of them sat quietly at the dining table without asking or saying anything, and ate the dumplings in silence.
Strange to say, sometimes two people talk a lot, but at this time, both of them are very calm and don't say a word.
Finally, Duan Yanqiu finished eating first, put down his chopsticks, and watched her hesitate to speak.
Tong Chunxia noticed his gaze, and said first: "Don't ask."
Duan Yanqiu smiled slightly, "I just want to ask how you are going to sleep tonight?"
Tong Chunxia asked suspiciously: "How do you sleep?"
"There are two rooms here, but the quilt covers were all washed by the aunt and left to dry outside, and they are still wet."
"Don't have any spares at home?"
"Usually, my aunt lives alone in this house, and I live in the school. She didn't expect that I would bring people here during the Chinese New Year."
Tong Chunxia turned around, looked around the room, looked at the sofa in the room with a little hesitation, and said, "How about shall I sleep on the sofa?"
"Then where do I sleep?"
Tong Chunxia shook his head, "If it's really not possible, just play all night, anyway, you have to watch the year." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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