Xu Qing rubbed the leaves of the ginger seedlings like Jiang He, using a yellowed old cloth beside the table with traces on it, which had been washed off.

This is the piece that Jiang He used to wipe the sword. She had two pieces, and the other piece was too dirty and had been thrown away. The sword needs to be maintained properly. That is the life of a swordsman.

...Of course, it's not the case now. Jiang He wrapped it in cloth and threw it under the bed. There was only one that was not opened for practice for daily practice. It would not be stained with any dirty things. After practicing, it would be sheathed. The oil layer on the sword was even retained.

The leaves of the plant seem to grow better after being wiped. I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Xu Qing saw that Zhou Suzhi’s kitchen was not as energetic as the one they raised. The leaves were very full and energetic, and I don’t know if they would bloom.

Xu Qing hadn't seen Jiang Kaihua's appearance before, and thought she would look as beautiful as Jiang He's red face when he took a shower.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang He saw Xu Qing fiddling with Jiang Yezi, then stood there and took out his cell phone. He didn't know what he was doing. His back to her face with the TV looked a bit sneaky.

“I’m watching its flowering period…August.”

Xu Qing frowned slightly, tapped his finger on his phone a few times, and said disappointedly: "Usually, it is difficult to bloom under normal circumstances. There are conditions for soil and temperature, and it may not bloom, which is a pity."

“It looks great now.”

"Well, just like you, you can live with some water."

Jiang He continued to read the information on the computer, but did not agree with his words. What does it mean to give some water to live... She still has to eat a lot of food.

Xu Qing sat back on the sofa with his cell phone and was very interested in a sentence on the encyclopedia.

After thinking about it, he copied these passages and opened WeChat messages to Wang Zijun to send them.

Wang Zijun replied quickly, with three exclamations, and then he reacted and said that he was not worthy of his own.

After Wang Zijun posted a message, he then sent a few more photos.

Wang Zijun was righteous.

woman?

What is that?

It only makes people feel pain in the back.

Xu Qing didn't believe it, so he ignored him and continued to read his encyclopedia.

Cutting ginger skin with beer can learn a useless knowledge quickly and cleanly.

It is impossible to eat ginger. At most, it is put in the dish and it is not a waste of time. It also has magical skills to protect the body, not to mention occasionally washing your socks in the morning, which is very uncomfortable. If you eat ginger again, it will probably be finished.

Well, the main thing is that there is no stable nightlife. If you spend money every day like Wang Zijun, you will have no use in waist, leeks, oysters, and practice exercises. I don’t know whether to be grateful or sad.

Xu Qing looked at Jiang He sitting beside her. When she was watching the video production tutorial, her mouth occasionally opened and closed, as if she was thinking about the meaning of a certain word... She didn't understand some uncommon words and Internet terms, so she had to check Baidu from time to time, but it made a lot of progress. It was much better than thinking hard at the beginning to see how to cut videos without scissors.

Still crossed her legs, the winter melon lying at the bend of her legs, like an old Buddha, hiding her claws under her body, occasionally shaking her tail, Jiang He put his hands down from time to time and touched it, and it squinted his eyes and looked like he was enjoying it.

"A person is not as good as a cat..." Xu Qing sighed quietly, expressing his envy for winter melon.

"Um?"

Jiang He looked back at him and looked at the winter melon again, but he didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

"I mean, I want to lie there too."

"impossible."

Jiang He said without thinking.

"Why is it impossible?"

"Because..." Jiang He began to think, after four or five seconds of planting, he touched the hair on the back of the winter melon and said, "You are so big that you can't squeeze."

Xu Qing's expression became strange, "If you can squeeze it out?"

If you can't squeeze, you can put your head over to the knee pillow. When Jiang He finishes taking a shower and sits on the sofa in his pajamas, he can lie down horizontally, put his head on Jiang He's thighs, and brush the tablets with efficiency +100%, happiness +100%...

Just after thinking about it this way, Xu Qing felt that his nose bleeding was about to spurt out.

"Not even!"

Jiang He stared at him vigilantly, worried that Xu Qing would suddenly squeeze in.

"It will be fine sooner or later."

Xu Qing shrugged, opened his computer to browse the web, and said, "Do you want to take a shower? Watch the movies together in a delicious way."

"Why should I take a shower first?"

“Because it’s comfortable after taking a shower.”

“I don’t want to wash.”

"All right."

Xu Qing felt that it was not that she didn't want to wash it, but because her new pajamas had not arrived yet. If she wore the pajamas and squeezed with him in the current posture, she would easily reveal her underwear with the white little flower, and she would feel very insecure...

As long as he slips his hands, it's over. Girls are the same in this regard. They have completely different psychological feelings when wearing pants and skirts. The underside of the skirt is empty and has no protection. It is easy to be vigilant. Even if they know that Xu Qing dares not move around, they will still be a little worried.

Xu Qing was thinking a lot and opened the movie to watch Huang Feihong. Now everyone will watch the videos he made, and they always have to do some seriousness in maintaining their image.

Each version of Huang Feihong, Jet Li, Zhao Wenzhuo, Guan Dexing, Shu Xiaolong... No matter which version is, it is hard bridge and hard horse kung fu. If you punch, I will dodge and kick you again, it will be more interesting than causing a big explosion with a wave of your palm.

Moreover, Hong Kong films at that time also showed their personal characteristics. Many actors knew how to do kung fu. If they had good legs, they would kick more. If they had good weapons, they would play weapons. The villains were fighting lively. As long as they cut the climax of the fight, cut them together, and then put on a good title, it would be very good.

Maybe the sound of the fight was so intense that Jiang He attracted Jiang He. After watching for a while, Xu Qing noticed that Jiang He sat next to him and watched together.

Eight-fold speed is not suitable for two people to watch together. Xu Qing clicked and turned off Bi-fold speed. He glanced at Jiang He. Jiang He watched the movie as if nothing had happened, and was staring at him from the corner of his eyes.

"Do you want to turn off the light?"

"Why should I turn off the lights?" Jiang He became nervous.

"It's more atmosphere, which can make people concentrate on watching movies and immerse themselves in it. Otherwise, why are the cinemas always dark?" Xu Qing said for granted that he was working when he turned on the lights, and turning off the lights to enjoy the movie.

The room is too bright, and it always feels like watching a movie when it is dark, and there is nothing else messy.

Jiang He was convinced by Xu Qing's natural appearance, got up and turned off the lights in the living room. The room suddenly became dark, and only two computers were left to light.

It seems that it is indeed similar to a cinema, both of which are dark, but there is not such a large screen, but two people can also talk, which is many times better than cinemas.

Sitting back on the sofa, Xu Qing had already replaced Jet Li's version of Huang Feihong, which was the most classic series in his mind.

Naturally, Xu Qing held Jiang He's legs and put them over. The two of them squeezed on the sofa, feeling each other's warmth. Jiang He pursed his lips as if nothing had happened. After a while, he moved his shoulders and changed his comfortable position to lean beside Xu Qing.

Arrogant...

Xu Qing laughed in his heart, seeing through Jiang He's intention to come over.

"Is this a martial arts film?"

"Yes, Huang Feihong, Foshan has no shadows, and there is no shadow when his legs move."

"That's amazing."

"It's not as good as you."

Xu Qing moved his right hand and tried to walk through her back and hug her. Jiang He raised his body slightly, his eyes moving around.

Xu Qing was interesting to see, and he was used to kissing and other things, but his physical contact was so sensitive.

Could it be that he was worried that he would do something too much?

I have to say that this intimate attitude is very comfortable. When the lights are turned off at night, two people hang on the sofa to watch a drama together, which always makes people feel very relaxed, and the dark environment will even create a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

Therefore, the normal dating process is always inseparable from the shadow of the cinema. If you simply drink milk tea and have a meal, then go straight to the hotel, you always feel that something is missing, like you are checking in for a room.

If the process of adding a cinema is different, it will be love if you preheat it in a dark public place and then check in a room.

Xu Qing was thinking a lot, holding Jiang He's calves in his arms, which made people feel warmer, so he couldn't help but hold them tightly. So he did this, and held Jiang He's little feet in his hand, experiencing the delicate touch, and sighed softly.

"Can you not do this...is this strange?" Jiang He endured it for a while, but still couldn't help but speak.

"It's not surprising at all, watch the movies."

“…”

Jiang He frowned lightly, curled his toes twice, watched the movie for a while, and said, "I didn't wash my feet."

"You haven't gone out yet, and you've been sitting cross-legged there like Lord Lafayette all day."

Jiang He stopped talking and bit his lip lightly, feeling strange. After being held, his feet seemed to have no strength, so he could only stare at the computer.

This intimate posture is comfortable, but also very shy.

On the screen, Jet Li danced wildly with a huge lion head, accompanied by the familiar bgm, and the glimmer of light reflected on the faces of the two people, and it was uncertain.

Donggua lying on Jiang He's computer for a long time. She felt bored and jumped here to ask for a hug. Only then did Jiang He divert his attention and carried Donggua into his arms.

"I want to do that live broadcast and let someone watch me play games." She tried to ignore the feeling of wrapping her feet when Xu Qing held them, and the heat in his palm.

"Why do you need to play games live?" Xu Qing asked casually.

"I originally wanted to cook, but then I thought about it. You are right. You have to do it for a while before you can learn the twists and turns inside. You can only learn what you can't learn just by looking at the surface."

Jiang He held the winter melon in his arms, staring at the computer screen, and thought about it: "If I go to cook now, I have to learn to make videos or something. If I can't make it, I will have no income. It's better to do a similar live broadcast first, and learn to do it while moving bricks. No matter whether it can be done well or not, there is money for moving bricks..."

"What's the point of learning about this? Just put a camera and talk to yourself. You can cook while moving bricks."

"This is called added value." Jiang He spoke seriously.
To be continued...