Chapter 95: Twenty-five-year-old Qi Yanxue baby
The next day, sunlight slanted into the house through the gap in the curtains. Zhu Wendong was awakened, squinted his eyes, and turned over.
There is space beside me.
Zhu Wendong suddenly woke up, rubbed his eyes, looked around the house, and searched around the house in his slippers.
It was the same again, he left without a word.
She walked to the dining table and glanced at the note again, and the sumptuous meal on the table.
The note reads:
"Remember to eat when you wake up, and call me at night."
Forget it, I forgive him.
After Zhu Wendong finished washing up, she sat down to eat. When she had nothing to do, she opened her Weibo.
After posting that Weibo yesterday, the hot searches became a mess. One reason was that Chen Zhou’s fans were too powerful, and the other was that her book fans were well organized, and even though it was a misunderstanding in the end, they still had a big fight.
So she never clicked in again.
Zhu Wendong first looked through the private messages and found no insults, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I looked at the comment section.
The upper floors were filled with blessings, and there were also several funny comments. Zhu Wendong couldn't help laughing out loud.
Until I saw a comment: "The hand with the ring in the lower right corner of the snowman last time must be my husband."
What snowman? What ring?
Zhu Wendong hurriedly clicked on the snowman post, clicked on the picture, zoomed in and out again, and only then did he see Qi Yanxue's hand in the lower right corner.
Even though it was so blurry that only an outline remained, it was still captured by sharp-eyed netizens.
Thinking back to college, Qi Yanxue didn't want to make his relationship public, so it was always a clandestine relationship. She didn't know the specific reason, and now she probably didn't want it to be exposed.
Zhu Wendong finally set the post to be visible only to himself.
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In the evening, Zhu Wendong went out for a walk and came back with Winter Melon.
In the middle, I received a call from Cheng Jinhe.
She said with a hint of excitement, "The tickets for your autograph session were sold out in a second, and many fans complained that they couldn't get any at all. You're worthy of being you. I wish Wendong to be so popular."
The book signing event is the day after tomorrow. When it comes to this, Zhu Wendong is both excited and nervous when he hears that so many people are coming here to see him.
She said, “I am so happy.”
She is so lucky to be liked by so many people.
"This is what you deserve!" Cheng Jinhe had something else to do, so he gave her a few instructions about the book signing event and then hung up the phone.
After taking a shower and drying his hair, Zhu Wendong went to the study to write two chapters of a new book and just turned off the computer.
The cell phone beside him kept buzzing and vibrating, like a death warrant.
It was a video call from Qi Yanxue.
Zhu Wendong glanced at the time. It was ten o'clock in the evening. Only then did she realize that Qi Yanxue had told her to remember to call.
She clicked the connect button, and Qi Yanxue's casual and dignified face suddenly appeared on the screen.
Unlike before, today he wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses and stared at her lazily through the screen, looking a little more gentle and indifferent.
"Zhu Wendong, did you forget something?"
A deep, magnetic voice came through the receiver.
Still calling her by her full name.
Zhu Wendong was stunned for a second, "What...what happened?"
Qi Yanxue laughed and said word by word, "Remember to call me."
"Oh," Zhu Wendong explained calmly, "I just forgot something."
She stared at his glasses and asked curiously, "Qi Yanxue, are you nearsighted?"
"No."
"Then why do you wear glasses?"
Qi Yanxue was silent.
He couldn't have said that he started wearing glasses because he heard the girls at the front desk of the golf course discussing that men with glasses were the most attractive, especially those with silver frames.
I caught a glimpse of her expressionless, unmoved face.
He pulled off his glasses and said nonchalantly, "I was just working, and they're blocking out the blue light."
"Don't pick it." Zhu Wendong said hurriedly, with a hint of regret in his tone, "Why don't you... do another meeting?"
Qi Yanxue raised an eyebrow, "Like?"
"It looks pretty good." Zhu Wendong praised it without hesitation.
"Will it look ugly without it?"
"It looks good even without it."
It's just that I've never seen him wearing glasses, so it's a bit strange.
Zhu Wendong coaxed and praised him, "Wear it, wear it."
Qi Yanxue put on his glasses again, with a faint smile on his lips, which seemed a bit bewitching.
Zhu Wendong walked from the study to the bedroom holding his mobile phone. He couldn't stand the scene anymore, so he pointed the camera at the ceiling and buried his head in the quilt.
Qi Yanxue's voice kept coming from the other end of the phone.
"Where are the people?"
"Chuchu?"
"Baby?"
"Don't suffocate yourself under the covers."
!!!
Zhu Wendong suddenly raised his head from under the quilt, turned the camera back on himself, and demanded, "Tell the truth, Qi Yanxue, did you install cameras at home?"
Qi Yanxue confessed honestly, "No."
He knew her so well that he could tell what she was doing just by listening to her breathing.
Zhu Wendong was also joking, but then he remembered something and asked, "You haven't forgotten that incident, have you?"
"What thing?" Qi Yanxue teased her deliberately.
"You really forgot!"
She suddenly looked like a cat with its fur standing on end. Qi Yanxue laughed out loud, her shoulders shaking, and she whispered, "I'll remember your book signing the day after tomorrow."
That's about right.
Zhu Wendong snorted and asked some trivial questions, "What time did you leave today?"
"Seven o'clock." Qi Yanxue answered seriously.
"So early? Do you still have time to cook for me?"
"It won't waste time."
"Oh..." Zhu Wendong fell silent and looked at him quietly.
She met his deep brown eyes, staring straight in without looking away.
The two people just stared at each other through the screen. There were car horns downstairs and birdsong outside the window.
But at this moment their world was silent, with only each other.
The girl on the other side of the screen had a plain face, her long hair tied into a bun and hanging loosely behind her head, and her almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright.
Qi Yanxue was the first to lose her temper. "Baby, stop staring at me like that."
Being stared at by her like this, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist flying to Jiangbei again.
Zhu Wendong obediently looked away and said "Oh".
The camera shook as Qi Yanxue walked from the study to the bedroom. He sat at the head of the bed, with only a warm yellow bedside lamp left, and a silk quilt covering his waist.
He said slowly, "Tell me a bedtime story, Chuchu."
Zhu Wendong returned his gaze to the screen, staring at his face, which was half illuminated by the light and clearly three-dimensional, and asked in confusion: "You still want to listen to a bedtime story now that you're going to sleep?"
Qi Yanxue looked normal: "Yeah."
Zhu Wendong was silent for three seconds, "Qi Yanxue, are you a child?"
Only children listen to stories before going to bed.
Qi Yanxue answered as if it was a matter of course, "Who says you can't be a child at the age of 25?"
“…”
No one really said that.
Zhu Wendong had no choice but to compromise, suppressing his smile and saying, "What story do you want to hear about that 25-year-old Qi Yanxue baby?"
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