Chapter 80
Does Qiu An still have that sexy lingerie?
An absurd idea sprouted in my heart, and the warm blood passed through it, nourishing it into a towering tree in an instant.
Her beating heart was wrapped up by the roots of the tree, and the branches were lush and growing in clumps, tickling her lungs again and again, making her feel itchy all over.
The last time she was drunk, Qiu An seemed to have said that she no longer liked Yuan Chengyin.
Ranlong now trusts Qiu An 100%, but for some reason, she is still skeptical about this statement.
Because Qiu An was clearly still in love with her not long ago. He would give her a glare just because she had some physical contact with Yuan Chengyin, and would go to bed with her just because her voice was a little similar to Yuan Chengyin's.
I don’t like the rush I came to, is it possible that, in other words, I didn’t have time to throw away that sexy lingerie?
After all, well, it's quite commemorative.
Moreover, Qiu An was used to being frugal. He seldom bought clothes and rarely threw away the clothes he bought.
Fans always dig out some of her old clothes that she wears in rotation. Every time her private schedule is leaked, everyone thinks that the paparazzi are using old photos to spread rumors.
How did she know what Qiu An’s fans said?
Those Qiu An fans were jumping around in front of her all day long. Was it difficult for her to see what they were saying? Was it difficult to understand?
Take the old clothes for example. Sexy lingerie is also considered clothes, so is this old clothes somewhere in her closet right now?
Although she and Qiu An had unilaterally ended their friends with benefits relationship, if Qiu An really wanted to rekindle the relationship, she would not be able to refuse, right?
So if Qiu An wants to do it with her again, is it okay to let her wear this?
What are you thinking about?
Didn’t we agree to love her well no matter what?
You're so discouraged that you're already attracted to someone's beauty before you even meet them!
Ranlong slapped her cheeks in an attempt to stay awake, but after playing with her phone absentmindedly for ten minutes, her eyes unconsciously glanced towards the master bedroom.
It was as if there was a piece of sexy lingerie inside that was calling her from afar: Come in quickly~ Come to find me~ I'm here~ Don't come or go~
Oh no, it seemed like she was under a spell from a piece of clothing that had become a spirit. How come when she came to her senses, she was already standing at the door of Qiu An's bedroom?
The window in the bedroom had just been opened and not closed yet. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the curtains fluttered slowly, as if the host was showing off his charm and inviting her in.
Just take a look, don’t flip through it randomly, if you don’t see it, just pretend it doesn’t exist!
After making some arrangements, Ranlong walked into the room and came to the cloakroom.
She felt guilty and moved carefully even though the real owner was not there for fear of being caught.
The dressing room here is different from the one in her home. The door of the compartment is made of glass, and you can see the end at a glance.
However, the lights inside were not on, so she could only see her own furtive reflection in the glass.
I opened the door carefully and entered the house. I fumbled around on the wall but couldn't find the light switch. When I went out, I found that the cloakroom switch was outside.
Ranlong didn't think much about it, lit the lamp and went in again.
The light in the cloakroom is much brighter than anywhere else.
After all, Qiu An is a public figure who appears in public all day long. The brands he endorses send him mountains of clothing and accessories every now and then. Even if he has a few clothes, they can fill up the entire room.
But no matter how crowded the surroundings were, there was an open space in front that could accommodate two children standing side by side.
In the huge grid, there was only a small red scarf hanging.
Ranlong was attracted and walked forward. She looked up and saw that the scarf was woven with small patterns of reindeer and Christmas gifts, and there were two cute plush balls at the end.
Maybe it’s because of her cool temperament, or maybe it’s just her preference, but Qiu An’s private clothes and the clothes sent by the brand are mainly gray and solid colors, and the scarf is no exception.
However, the Christmas scarf hanging in the middle is so lively that it seems like a visitor from outer space and is totally out of place.
There is also a soft display light in the cabinet where the scarves are placed. The display light does not have a separate switch and has already been turned on along with the main light.
Of all the open cells, this is the only one with a built-in light.
It seems that the owner had already thought of placing such a scarf when he first customized the wardrobe.
The scarf was within reach of Ranlong. She stretched out her hand and then withdrew it. She looked at her palm and although it was not sweaty, she wiped it carefully with the corner of her clothes before carefully taking the scarf off.
When the scarf fell into her hands, she finally realized the strangeness she had vaguely noticed before.
This scarf is too small for an adult.
This is a scarf for children.
The scarf was in good condition, but without the overhead light, its color had dulled.
It seems like many years have passed before it finally appears here.
The words "Jiang Ting" flashed through my mind quickly, but did not stop.
This scarf is exquisitely crafted and made of high-quality materials. It doesn't seem like something Jiang Ting could own.
Maybe Qiu An could buy one if he saved money, but the more Ranlong looked at the scarf, the more familiar it seemed to him.
It was as if this scarf had once been owned by her.
And, it seemed, it wasn't her illusion.
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After the interview ended and He Ranlong sent the message, Qiu An hurriedly packed up and rushed home.
Before leaving, she saw the dark circles under Sissi's eyes that could not be covered by her makeup, and she wanted to say something but stopped herself several times.
Xixi couldn't bear to see her, so she patted her shoulder and said soothingly, "It's okay. I'm tired and want to go home to catch up on some sleep. I don't want to miss the little melons and dates that your kitchen novice cooked. Besides, she doesn't seem to want me to go. Oh, and remember to transfer me triple the overtime pay later, and please also pay for the cost of hiring someone this time."
Qiu An: “…”
Qiu An would sometimes still miss the innocent, foolish, but passionate and generous female college student, the Sissi who said "I can live without a salary" and volunteered to work hard.
Qiu An got in the car. Seeing that she was anxious, the driver stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and sped away, brushing against the speed limit line.
On the way, he didn't forget to tease her: "What are you going to catch when you go back? Is there something going on? Is there a boy hiding in the house?"
Qiu An was in a good mood, shook his head and smiled: "It's not a boy, it's a girl."
The aunt said "Oh" meaningfully and nodded, "Is it the girl we filmed together last time? You young people know how to have fun. Whether it's a girl or a boy, you all know how to find a pretty girl."
Qiu An blushed and corrected her: "It hasn't started yet."
"Hurry up!"
Soon they arrived downstairs of their home. The elevator slowly climbed up, and Qiu An's heartbeat quickened with each floor.
When was the last time someone was waiting for her to come home?
It was probably when I lived with Ranlong who was in college.
After they parted ways that year, before Qiu An had time to prepare, Ran Long packed up all her things, put them into boxes, and piled them at the door.
Everything was settled clearly one by one.
However, Ranlong did not take back the clothes and gifts he bought for her, but packed up all the things she had given away and returned them to her.
She never set foot in that house again.
Qiu An knew they would meet again, because she missed her so much and had worked so hard all the way.
But she never imagined that one day Ranlong would cook for her at home and wait for her to come home from get off work.
The door opened, but no one showed up. The aroma of food wafted out from afar.
After changing her shoes, she tiptoed to the kitchen and saw Ranlong turning on the range hood to cook, and he didn't notice her arrival.
Ranlong, wearing an apron, hummed a little tune amidst the pile of pots, pans, firewood, rice, oil, salt, and kitchen waste. She stared intently at the lid of the pot, occasionally opening it a little to look inside, only to step back repeatedly at the steam.
Qiu An stared at her back in a trance.
After living a mediocre life for so long, I suddenly seem to understand how I should live my life.
If necessary, she can exchange everything for three plain meals a day.
After figuring it was almost hot enough, Ranlong put on his gloves and took out the plate. He turned around and saw a figure suddenly appearing, and he almost dropped the plate full of shrimps.
Fortunately, Qiu An was quick to lend a hand, preventing Ranlong’s efforts for the entire afternoon from going to waste.
"You, why didn't you tell me you came back? I was scared to death." Ranlong gasped for breath, trying to calm his trembling heart.
Qiu An rubbed her back and said with a sly smile, "This is a little punishment for you."
"punish?"
"Who told you to go away without telling me? You scared me to death."
Ranlong curled his lips, knowing that he was in the wrong, and admitted it.
He had been either busy or worried these past two days and hadn't had a proper meal for a long time. Qiu An looked at the steaming shrimps in her hand, which were filled with garlic aroma, and his appetite was aroused. He reached out and reached for the plate.
Ranlong grabbed her wrist and said, "Why are you so impatient? Have you washed your hands?"
"I'll go wash it now."
Qiu An wanted to leave, but Ran Long didn't let go.
Her eyes fell on Qiu An's index finger and she asked her, "Why is there a blister?"
"I accidentally burned myself."
"What burned you? You haven't fired anything in a while, have you?"
"Burned by... something hot."
“…”
Ranlong couldn't help laughing, scratched her nose helplessly, and said softly, "You're hiding it, what's the matter? Are you afraid that I'll scold you?"
"Yeah, I'm afraid."
In order to avoid Ranlong's gaze, Qiu An lowered his eyebrows and stared at the plate in her hand.
She was hiding her face, which was even redder than the shrimps on the plate.
The kitchen light was on, and the blush did not escape Ranlong's eyes.
For a moment, Ranlong's heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat wildly again. He pursed his lips, swallowed his saliva, and scratched his ears, but it couldn't be stopped even after a series of moves.
"Well, well, well, go wash your hands first, and then come and eat quickly, otherwise they'll get cold." After saying that, she quickly fled with the shrimps in her hand.
It was the first time that Ranlong cooked for others, and he was always worried that he would not make enough and it would be embarrassing, so he accidentally made enough for four people.
She was so full that she couldn't lift her chopsticks after finishing less than half of her meal, and Qiu An's frequency of picking up food was obviously much slower, but he didn't show any intention of stopping.
"I accidentally made too much. If I can't finish it, I can leave some, right?"
"Hmm? Are you full? I want to eat more." Qiu An said, and put another large piece of pig's trotter into the bowl.
"this……"
Ranlong glanced at her belly with an offensive look. Sure enough, it had become rounder than usual, and he was quite worried that her belly would burst.
"What are you looking at?"
"No, it's nothing. Just put it in the refrigerator after you're full. You can continue eating tomorrow. Don't overeat, it will make you feel uncomfortable."
"It's okay, I can eat. If you're full, why don't you tell me where you've been these past few days?"
Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that she has a confession game tonight.
Ranlong swallowed, looking a little nervous: "Do you want to listen now?"
"Um."
"Well, actually... I went to Zhilin."
"Zhilin?"
"It's coming to... Luochuan Town."
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