She has long orange-brown hair, a blue dress, and white high heels on her slender legs.

When she bent down to pour water, her waist and big butt were even more highlighted.

Jiang He looked down at his jeans and suddenly became wary.

"You don't do anything, you look stingy." Gong Ping was amused by Jiang He.

"I didn't say what you would do."

Jiang He said casually, but he was more alert. Xu Qing also said the same.

Nothing to do...

Then he squeezed into her bed.

"Are you afraid of what he will do to me?" Gong Ping chuckled.

"How is it possible? If he dares..." Jiang He narrowed his eyes. He wouldn't be beaten to death, but he would definitely be beaten.

"Don't worry, I have no interest at all in men who are bad at playing games and like to play priests."

Gong Ping remembered that Xu Qing kept stuffing rats into the deck a few days ago, and she seemed to hear the weasel's "hehe" smile when it appeared in her ears, and she couldn't help curling her lips.

Men who play this kind of deck are too mean.

Everyone else is playing their own cards well, kicking monsters in the face to clear the board, but he wants to tinker with other people's card library, even if there are monsters on the field, he will not attack, and he will not touch his face at all. What is a human doing?

"Be confident, he has already planned the future for you. I'm not stupid, I just want to get to know him."

"Why?"

"Suddenly I felt that he was very attractive," Gong Ping said.

"?"

"Lin Yutang said that a person with a clean heart, clear thinking, and no unnecessary emotions and delusions can bring people a sense of security and make people want to experience things."

"How do you know what he is?"

"Guess."

Gong Ping shrugged and shook her heels gently on the floor. Her tender white legs were exposed from the hem of her skirt. "Practice martial arts when you have nothing to do. When something happens, rush forward and be an enthusiastic citizen. If I don't like your live broadcast, I won't force you."

You must not broadcast it, but I only urge you to read more books, and also want you to continue going to school, giving you more choices in a roundabout way. Is this what a normal man would do?"

"Uh... isn't it?" Jiang He thought about it carefully and found that he had no way to refute.

"My curiosity has been aroused. I just want to get to know each other. You two... don't talk about feelings, just talk about his attitude towards you. What are you worried about?" Gong Ping tugged at the corner of her skirt and continued: "

I will find a boyfriend according to your standards for finding a boyfriend."

"I think you two are a bit similar." Jiang He tilted his head and carefully recalled where this inexplicable feeling of familiarity came from.

The house chosen by a single and unmarried young woman...

Oh, yes, Xu Qing was like this at the beginning. He could guess what kind of house Gong Ping would buy without ever seeing her in person.

Now that Gong Ping has not seen Xu Qing, she has made a lot of guesses.

"Where does it look like?" Gong Ping asked.

"Both have one nose and two eyes."

Jiang He laughed, took a sip from the cup, and said, "You haven't been to my place yet, you will get to know me sooner or later."

"Then go take a look?"

"Let's take a look. I'll go over and introduce you to my winter melon. Haven't you always wanted to see it?"

"Well, look at the winter melon."

Gong Ping couldn't help laughing when she remembered the fat cat. It looked like a pig and was indeed very lovable.

He stood up and took the cloth that came with the guzheng, covered the whole guzheng, then stuffed the stool under the shelf, looked around the room casually, then picked up his bag and keys before going out with Jiang He.

"Where did you go on a date on Chinese Valentine's Day yesterday? The game wasn't even played."

While going downstairs, Gong Ping complained about Jiang He's loss of pigeons last night. She was still the house manager.

"Didn't we go back to his house for dinner? After dinner, we went to the night market. It was already nine o'clock when we got back, so I just left."

"Go back to his house?" Gong Ping finally realized that Jiang He was talking about going home yesterday, "Okay, have you all met your parents?"

"We met last year."

"We went to have dinner together during the Chinese New Year and we were so impressed... By the way, why did you go back to his house for dinner on Chinese Valentine's Day?"

"Ah?" Jiang He was stunned, "I don't know either."

It seems that when the two of them were shopping last night, Xu Qingcai looked at the flower sellers and remembered that it was the Chinese Valentine's Day.

But it doesn't matter, it's a holiday or not...it's just a holiday for Xu Qing to do some bad things.

Not as good as that.

Jiang He thought of what happened last night and quickly stopped his thoughts.

The two of them lived not far apart. It was only a short walk. Gong Ping entered the corridor and looked around, but did not go up. She and Jiang He chatted about which floor they lived on.

Seeing Jiang He knocking on the door twice but getting no response, and then taking the key from his bag, Gong Ping couldn't help but ask, "Is there anyone there?"

"It was still there when I went out, maybe I went out."

Opening the door, only Winter Melon was lying on the top of the back of the sofa, looking sideways at the two of them.

"Is this the winter melon?" Gong Ping's eyes widened slightly and she looked very happy. She walked over and wanted to touch it, but she was afraid that the winter melon would scratch her, so after thinking about it, she stretched out a finger and poked it gently.

"Meow?"

Donggua tilted her head, not knowing why this woman poked herself with her finger, just like when Jiang He first came.

Sure enough, the two-legged beasts have some problems with their IQ.

"It doesn't bite."

Jiang He looked around and couldn't find Xu Qing. It seemed that he had indeed gone out.

When she found the teapot and wanted to pour a glass of water, she found that her white cup was also missing.

Looking sideways, I saw the fishing rod in the corner was still there.

"Oh, the decoration here is so special."

Gong Ping poked the winter melon twice and turned to look at Jiang He's living room. In the live broadcast, she could only see the bookshelf and Zhong Kui. Now that she entered the house, this living room was bigger than her own.

The bookshelf and Zhong Kui only occupied a corner of the living room. There was also the computer that Jiang He used to play games, and next to it was the sofa. Logically speaking, the sofa should be placed in the middle, but it was placed next to the computer and squeezed together.

I don’t know the meaning of placing it like this, but the coffee table is also over there.

Jiang He's computer, bookshelf, sofa, and coffee table were all placed in that corner, making the living room look much more spacious. There was a table on the other side, which looked like a dining table. Two stools were placed on both sides of the table, one of which had a

There are dents on them, which must have been cut by something. There is also a cat climbing frame and a cat nest. In the corner of the wall near the balcony, the sunlight shines in through the window and just falls on the edge of the cat climbing frame.

There was also a chair by the window, and on the windowsill was a half-read book by Jiang He. Jiang He poured two cups of tea and put away the books on the windowsill and the sword next to the sofa.

Xu Qing originally helped her collect it every day, but later she saw that she kept it there after reading it, and sometimes she was too lazy to collect it. Otherwise, she would collect it in the morning, and in the afternoon she would ask where to put it, and take it out to look at it for a while and then collect it.

There, why bother.

"He's here editing videos, and you're playing on the computer aside?" Gong Ping sat on the sofa, with Jiang He's throne on one side of her head.

"It's usually like this."

"The big open space in the middle was used by him to practice sword and boxing, right?"

The middle of the living room was empty. Gong Ping thought about it and understood the meaning of such an arrangement.

"Uh...he used it for punching." Jiang He looked away with a guilty conscience.

Xu Qing liked to pull her legs when she was playing games, so he pulled the sofa over. One of them sat on the chair to play games, and the other leaned on the sofa to watch videos. He pulled her legs and pinched her feet without any delay.

Sometimes when she gets tired from playing games, she can turn around and see Xu Qing watching movies.

Gong Ping was amazed. The bookshelf was full of books, and the middle of the living room was free to practice martial arts. The two of them were both talented in both civil and martial arts.

Donggua looked at the two women and wanted to go back to her cat climbing frame. She jumped up and was held by Jiang He before she even landed, holding her in her arms and rubbing her.

"I don't know where he went. He was still practicing boxing here when I went out just now." Jiang He sat on the sofa and looked out the window. He felt that Xu Qing wouldn't go out too far.

If it's too far away, I should send her a message.

…

"Cao Cao shouldn't have let him go. He should have just given him a knife..."

"Then if you say so, don't even write the novel. Just start the game and ascend to the throne, and the whole play will end."

At the gate, Xu Qing was sitting on a chair, holding Jiang He's white thermos cup in his hand, bragging with Uncle Zhao.

The sun was falling and shining on him. A young man, an old man, and a child were playing with a ball next to them. This scene was inexplicably harmonious.

"Is that Xu Qing?"

"It looks like..."
To be continued...