Ziqing was about to say "go", but subconsciously glanced at Wen Changqing, but saw that his always indifferent face actually showed a contemptuous smile.
The thin lips outlined by the cold lines, the slight upturn of the corners of the mouth, is laughing, what are you laughing at, but why does it look more indifferent to laugh than not to laugh Ziqing didn't believe that there was still love in the heart of such an indifferent marrow.
Presumably, the original owner Tian Yaoyao spent a lot of effort on Wen Changqing before, Ziqing would not think that other people's charm value was the same as his own.
But even the original owner's own unique advantages, and even entered the marriage hall, did not get the other party's sincerity, not to mention that she is now a "little nurse" Relying on it, it's too perverted to make others fall in love with their own deeds.
Who knows what Wen Changqing's head is thinking To say these days that he was unaware of all the explicit hints given to him by the people around him would be a pure lie.
But now the question is, since he knows that all this is centered on him, why can he be so calm and comfortable to let others seduce and hook up Or is he enjoying the way others pinch each other for him?
Why is he so confident, why does he think that others dare not do anything to him, who gives him confidence and arrogance Ziqing began to doubt Wen Changqing's origin and purpose.
He doesn't reject, accepts, or evaluates all good feelings, and doesn't care as if he is in control of the entire plot.
The more Ziqing thought about it, the more he felt like a thick fog in front of him.
In an instant, infinite resentment rose in Ziqing's heart, and he was no longer interested in Zhang Qiaoer's proposal.
Anyway, no matter how hard he tries, Wen Changqing won't look at himself more, nor will he say one more word to himself, let alone like it, or even make friends, so he still saves effort and retains his most basic dignity.
The mission is important, but it's important to be yourself, not anyone else in the story.
Two women robbing a man, is it interesting that you are jealous and jealous there, I am afraid that people are still watching the show there coldly and stealing fun.
Ziqing just responded indifferently: "I remembered that I was going to give the master physiotherapy today, so I can't accompany you." ” Zhang Qiaoer raised her eyebrows, which means: You are interested.
Delicate as a flower looked at Wen Changqing, "Brother Changqing, then let's go" Wen Changqing's head was hidden behind the magazine, and she didn't pay attention to the two women singing at all, as if the sneer that Ziqing had glimpsed just now was just her illusion.
Zhang Qiao'er shouted twice, but didn't see a response, she was not as "subtle" and "interesting" as Ziqing, the other party automatically retreated if she ignored it, but leaned over directly, leaning down, revealing two elastic snow white and the deep ravine, rubbing on the other party's arm with infinite temptation.
"Brother Evergreen is going, let's go" Wen Changqing turned his head indifferently, his eyes were so quietly looking at the silence of the two beating little white rabbits, and such eyes without any lust and lust made Zhang Qiaoer's pretty face turn red, and she stood up straight, and returned in frustration.
At that time, the whole living room was very quiet, although Ziqing and Zhang Qiaoer were in competition, but just thinking about a woman who was so red to tempt each other with her body, but people looked at your white flesh so bluntly but were indifferent, it should be very frustrating.
The daughter is like this, on the one hand, she curses the pervert for being indecent or something, but on the other hand, she slanders why the pervert is not a male uncle, why is it not rude to himself, and he is far away.
Ziqing thought about it, her face turned red, what a shit task, I have to make a man fall in love with myself Ziqing went to the kitchen to get herself a fruit salad, she didn't learn anything for more than a month, she learned to make vegetable and fruit salad, which is very convenient and delicious.
The most important thing is that she found that the energy contained in vegetables and fruits is no less than that contained in rice and noodles and meat.
Grapes, cherry tomatoes, dragon fruits, bananas and apples, etc., are piled into a glass jar for mixing noodles, then put salad dressing, honey, stirred, and done.
Hold the jar and poke it with a fork while walking buttoned, and there were two sounds of Qingyue directly tapping the coffee table in the living room.
Zi Jing glanced at it, and saw Wen Changqing staring directly at the glass jar in his hand Ziqing resented again, could it be that he still wanted to eat himself Zi Jing thought about how many delicious foods he had made for him every day in the past month in the name of "by the way", but he didn't say anything to himself.
I thought of Zhang Qiao'er's deflated appearance before, in fact, why didn't I use my hot face to stick to other people's cold buttocks It's a shame.
Zi Jing thought in her heart, isn't it a task, anyway, when the three years come, she can still leave this damn task world without any loss, this kind of life to please others is too tiring, it's not something that a person like her who doesn't have a little charm value can do.
Well, in fact, at the beginning, Ziqing had a charm charm, which can increase ten charm points at a time.
So every day, he slapped the charm charm charm on his body and deliberately approached Wen Changqing, but just like the plot introduction, he was purely a guy who didn't eat oil and salt, no matter how high or low the charm value was, he turned a blind eye.
Until Zi Jing consumed the charm charm, his attitude towards Zi Jing was still stuck in this indifference.
So Ziqing is also dead, heh, can you not give up.
Zijing felt that all his patience had been exhausted, and since he couldn't get the other party's heart, he didn't have the luxury of hope.
Once he let go of this knot, Ziqing suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was loosened, heh, in this way, what else did he have to be afraid of in this plot world He simply let it go, his expression was calm, as if he hadn't seen anything, he hadn't heard anything, he held the glass jar in his arms in one hand, and ate by himself with a fork in the other, and walked up the stairs leisurely along the central steps of the living room.
Wen Changqing's narrow eyelids narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "What about my share?"
Ziqing sneered lightly, heh, what about your share, do you really think that the ones you ate before were all made by me "by the way", are they all "inadvertently" made more, that is the good harvest that I made for you, which is specially used to please you, since you are a good soldier who does not enter the oil and salt, and only wants to enjoy the "pay" of others but does not give the slightest response, so why do you continue to "by the way" and continue to "unintentionally". t1706231537: