In the room, Qi Yuncheng looked at Song Yi, and Song Yi looked at Qi Yuncheng, making various eye contact, but no one understood the other.
"No, what do you mean?"
"I want to keep you a little longer." Song Yi said while unable to help laughing.
"You only want people to stay and wash the dishes? Then being a guest at your house is really tiring. I even started to imagine the scene of washing the dishes together when relatives come to your house.
Can it be squeezed in?"
"Oh, no."
Song Yi tried her best to explain, but these words made her smile. She laughed for a while before she said, "I just want to keep you for a while."
"Then do I still want to wash the dishes?" Qi Yuncheng said again.
"Um……"
After thinking for a few seconds, and seeing that there were almost no dishes left on the dinner table, Song Yi nodded immediately.
"wash!"
"Yes! I'm going to let you down."
"Then you will have to stay with me forever. Anyway, we can wash it together, and I don't want you to do it alone."
Song Yi was really afraid that he would run away, so she took a step forward, got behind her boyfriend, pushed him to the kitchen little by little, and then quickly went to clear away the dishes on the table.
But how could Qi Yuncheng have thought of this? He had already planned to leave in his heart, after all, it was early in the morning.
If I had known this, I should have run away.
And in order to leave someone to wash the dishes, this can be used as a burden.
She really deserves to be my girlfriend
But it was true that he was not the only one to do the washing. After Song Yi applied a little detergent, he came over and applied it on Qi Yuncheng's hands.
"Originally I wanted you to have a taste of my craftsmanship, but in the end I didn't even make the hot dry noodles. In your mind, am I labeled as a waste?"
Qi Yuncheng poured water over the plate that had been wiped with dishwashing liquid, "What's trash that's not trash? If you're not good at cooking, it's trash?"
Is that okay?
Learn slowly, no one can master it at the beginning."
"Hmm! Then next time I will adjust the sauce for the hot dry noodles myself. It seems you don't like it."
Saying this, Qi Yuncheng recalled the scene of living alone in his previous life. At that time, he really had no money, and he bought these to save trouble, but after eating too much, he really didn't want to eat.
The key point is that it tastes similar to instant noodles.
So he answered.
"That's right!"
"Then I'll do it for you after I learn how to do it."
"Don't worry, just finish washing the dishes first."
"oh!
"
Obediently agree.
Song Yi finally became quiet and stood aside to wash the dishes together.
But while Qi Yuncheng was washing, he discovered a problem, that is, how good she is at eating. She seemed to have brought over all the dishes she had just cooked.
In other words, you have eaten everything?
I cooked this for her as two meals, and I wanted her to warm it up and eat it tomorrow.
Have you had a meal?
"Hey!" Qi Yuncheng sighed.
"What's wrong? What's on your mind?" Song Yi turned around and asked in confusion.
"It's nothing! It's a blessing to be able to eat!"
"????"
He tilted his head, not understanding what his boyfriend said at all, but he didn't bother to ask more, so he quickly picked up the pieces and cleaned up before talking.
And after that.
Qi Yuncheng wiped his hands and really wanted to leave.
Seeing this, Song Yi stood in the living room and hurriedly chased after him and pulled his arm, "Well... how about staying here tonight?"
It's too late.
I'll make some room for you."
Qi Yuncheng looked into his girlfriend's expectant eyes and said what was in his heart directly, "You have said so. As a boy, I can't be unwilling to tell the truth.
But forget it.
If I really live here, how late will you stay up?
Aren't you tired after just finishing the performance?"
For a moment, Song Yi really didn't have anything to say, but his expression looked a little unhappy, "Okay.
Then go slower on the road.
Watch the car more."
"Um!"
"That's right." Song Yi suddenly grabbed Qi Yuncheng's arm and tried to pull it back, "Then what's your next schedule? Tell me, let's go play at different times.
Then go eat something delicious."
"You still want to eat?" Qi Yuncheng was really helpless, but he also began to think about his itinerary.
“Team Luan and I have to perform a few small theater performances this month to save our base.
Then I will go to a Xixi transmission club. In addition, Master’s tour is about to start, and I will have to go to a city with him.
It might be quite far.”
Regarding the tour, Guo Degang and Yu Qian had already talked about it during the fifteenth anniversary celebration.
It's really fast now.
Song Yi muttered, "Then you are so busy?"
"It's not too busy when it comes to performances. We're all used to it. The main thing is that the Xixi Club is busy, and I have to go and take one or two classes.
Say no more.
It's late enough.
If you want to play, there is plenty of time."
After Qi Yuncheng finished speaking, he turned around and left the rental house. Then Song Yi was left standing alone in the house in a daze.
She was confused.
My own hand was holding his just now.
But he still walked so fast.
But is there any way.
But at this moment, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and hurriedly walked to her bedroom, where there was a bag on the bed.
Inside the bag were naturally some of the underwear I just bought.
She was very familiar with the first few, having chosen them herself at that time.
But the ones below are unfamiliar because Qi Yuncheng bought them for him.
Just looking at it, Song Yi frowned slightly, quickly picked one up, and then looked for the size label of the underwear.
When I saw this, I immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
He murmured in his mouth.
"Oh my gosh, he must have overestimated my cup size, but it's almost wearable. Really, if I had known, I would have looked more at it just now."
Suddenly Qi Yuncheng stuffed the underwear he bought into his bag, but he complained in his mouth, but his expression didn't mean it.
It's like eating honey, the joy can't be hidden.
After all, my boyfriend bought this for himself for the first time, and he wanted to know whether it was good or bad. Even if it might not be suitable, he was already very happy.
Besides, it can be worn.
Just after putting it in, Song Yi quickly took out the ones her boyfriend bought to confirm again, and sure enough, she found that the other ones he bought were the same.
As for this size issue, it is true that bust size alone is not accurate. After all, every girl's situation is different.
Not to mention that sometimes I prefer one over the other.
But what can be done.
Finally, I put these things back.
Then she stretched out comfortably. The meal cooked by her boyfriend had indeed made her full, so she calmed down now.
The sleepiness was really like something, it came over me instantly, so without any delay, I quickly prepared to wash up and go to bed.
However, after washing up, Song Yi lay on the bed and sent the last text message to her boyfriend.
…
The other side.
Qi Yuncheng came out of his girlfriend's house and received a call from Captain Luan on the way back in the car.
"Hello!"
"Yuncheng, aren't you asleep yet?"
"Yeah! Outside."
"Let me ask you something. Teacher Gao said you were going to the Xiuxi Society to take one or two classes, right?"
"Yes, the teacher is here?" Qi Yuncheng asked. If that was the case, then he would be relieved. After all, being a teacher is not just for fun.
I'm still worried about whether I can get it right.
"No!"
Luan Yunping quickly replied, "I ask this just to tell you that Chuanxi Club is short of manpower.
The same goes for our theater.
Because Teacher Gao is busy with the students and the transfer of the Xixi Club into the school, he is not able to take care of the performances in his own theater.
I thought about it and asked Teacher Gao to concentrate on the school. However, this would result in missing a program next week. I thought I would take the lead.
But then our cross talk arrangements in the small theater this month need to be changed, can you arrange stand-up?"
"So busy?" Qi Yuncheng didn't expect this.
"That's right! Not to mention Teacher Gao, even Yang Hetong (the dean of the Chuanxi Club) can't leave! I still have to find someone to support me."
"Then just say it alone, it's not impossible!"
"Okay! Tell me about a program and I'll write it down right now."
After hesitating for a while, Qi Yuncheng selected various jokes in his mind. There were so many that he couldn't even say them out at the moment.
Not to mention there are very few short stories.
And when he thought of a certain gentleman, he became more energetic.
"Let's do "The Apprentice"! I'll try the joke that Master Liu Baorui once said."
"Sure, are you sure about this?" Luan Yunping asked.
"That's it."
"Then I'll write it down. That's it. You can rest quickly."
"Okay, the same goes for you."
"It's still early for me, bye."
The phone hangs up.
Qi Yuncheng took a look at Captain Luan's mobile phone number and the time in the car.
Hurry up.
At this time, he was mostly playing, and even making pancakes and the others were probably visiting nightclubs, drinking wine, and enjoying all kinds of things.
And he was concerned about the trends in the theater the whole time, and even had to keep looking for people for these things.
If it were him, it would probably be difficult to die.
Because it's too much trouble.
So even though Vice President Deyun may be called nice and have a high status in later generations, he does a lot of things. Anyway, Qi Yuncheng definitely doesn’t want to do this profession.
But people are like this. Once you get used to it, you get used to it. He once talked with Luan Yunping about whether he could teach others to do this.
Of course his answer was yes, after all, who wouldn't be tired, but he would definitely be worried.
Because he knows Deyun so well and knows almost everything from top to bottom, he really leaves it to others to see if they can do a good job.
Can it be handled in an orderly manner?
Then he will be worried all the time.
So it is impossible to hand it over to others.
As for the salary of this profession being higher than others? But how much higher can it be?
Doesn't one of their performances have more special performances than this?
I just got used to it over the years.
But at this moment, Song Yi suddenly sent a text message.
"Next time, ask me thoroughly before buying. It's a little big, but you can wear it."
In the first second after watching it, Qi Yuncheng didn't realize what he was talking about, but in the second second, he almost made himself laugh.
"Good guy, you bought a big one, right? No, I think it should be about the same."
They all sighed, and Qi Yuncheng wanted to go back to the past, but he forgot about it. He felt sleepy after eating. After so long, he still understood her very well.
I guess I won’t be able to see it until tomorrow or the next day after I get back.