Xu Qinglian can probably understand the frustration in Wang Ai's heart. In his words: "I have missed you for a long time." And the most important thing is that he has always been proud of having the highest IQ among active players in the world, but now his IQ is being ridiculed. Xu Qinglian is deeply afraid that Wang Ai
Ai thought about what would have happened if he had not been deceived last time, so after Wang Ai got angry and went back to his bedroom to play games with Kang Si, he quietly went out and went home with the guard.
Before dinner, Wang Ai and Kang Si had been playing Age of Empires all afternoon and were about to restart the game. When the door opened, Xu Qinglian walked in. Wang Ai turned around and said angrily: "What are you doing here? It's not time to change yet.
It’s medicine time.”
Xu Qinglian ignored Wang Ai, opened the door wider, pulled in a trolley case, breathed for a moment, glanced at Wang Ai, turned around and came to the wardrobe, opened it, looked up and down, and looked at Wang Ai in disgust.
The clothes were pushed aside, leaving most of them empty.
Then he walked to the trolley case, squatted down, opened it, took out the piles of large clothes and small clothes and put them into the closet. Wang Ai stretched his neck to look at it, and Xu Qinglian rolled his eyes: "Don't look at it!"
"Hey, let me see if anyone wants my help."
"No!" Xu Qinglian replied crisply.
Wang Ai scratched his face and didn't stand up. It was really difficult for him to move around. Wang Ai had never seen those small clothes before. I guess Xu Qinglian just had nothing to do and she wore beautiful clothes at home. There was no news about what she was wearing.
Her style is deeply influenced by Shi Wenjun, and she emphasizes orthodoxy, generosity, and dignity. Wang Ai is really difficult to get started with, and she will really become angry from shame.
Fortunately, although there are many things in the trolley suitcase, Xu Qinglian is also very efficient in hanging and folding them. Four-fifths of Wang Ai's wardrobe is empty, except for two formal suits, a few training suits, and two new pairs.
Except for sneakers, socks, and shin guards, there is nothing. Although he is now exchanged for jerseys every game, the exchanged jerseys, including some of the best-of-the-match trophies, are specially placed in his warehouse.
, including the many game balls he got, all of which were written down and put in the warehouse.
In less than 10 minutes, Xu Qinglian finished cleaning up. When she saw Wang Ai grinning sillyly, she kicked a football against the wall in annoyance, and then turned around and went out proudly.
"Why are you going?"
"The books haven't been put away yet."
When Wang Ai heard this, he quickly stood up holding the handle of the chair and walked out with difficulty. His study was not usually used, but it was very precious. It mainly contained philosophy extracurricular books that were not usually used, classical masterpieces brought from China,
Classics, such as Lenin's Selected Works and Stalin's Selected Works, are not available for purchase. They are mainly obtained from various abandoned libraries by the family's paper-making company, which collects waste paper from all over the country.
So Xu Qinglian can mess around with his wardrobe as much as he likes, but he can't touch his study room at will.
There are two trolley cases for Xu Qinglian's books, which are so heavy that Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan helped to get them to the third floor. The study room is not big, about ten square meters, with a chair and a table, and
They were all bookshelves and book boxes. Wang Ai consciously set aside half of the space for Xu Qinglian to put books, while he put the books he usually didn't read but couldn't bear to let go into the book boxes by category.
After a long time, it was sorted out. A large number of history books were added to Qing Yishui's philosophy, sociology, military science, economics, and political science books. Wang Ai couldn't help but curled his lips and said: "I said it's hard for you to learn this stuff."
Don’t be fooled by imitation. Every book contains the personal will of the author. We have to break away from the author’s emotional tendencies in order to have something of our own. This is what we have learned.”
"You tell me!" Xu Qinglian pointed to the modern history of Europe written side by side on the bookshelf by Chinese scholars, Soviet scholars, British scholars, German scholars, Japanese scholars, and American scholars. Wang Ai even saw a Greek scholar.
, the works of Romanian scholars, this is probably the special contribution of Constance and Anika. Xu Qinglian clearly meant that when she studied the same period of history, she compared it with the research systems of multiple countries.
Wang Ai sniffed and suddenly said: "Come here!"
"What for?" Xu Qinglian resisted, but walked over nervously under Wang Ai's persistent gaze.
The tired two hugged each other, which was their first contact after the change of their actual relationship, the first thank you and the first communication. Wang Ai, who had been drifting away from home since childhood, and Xu Qinglian, who had been drifting away from home since childhood, finally met in April in London.
Day, we moved together.
The only silence in the study was the breathing of the two of them and the ticking of the clock. Xu Qinglian shyly put herself on Wang Ai's dinner plate, while Wang Ai carefully tapped it with his fingertips and tapped it with his fingertips.
, rubbed it with the palm of his hand, then opened his arms and gave her his warm heart.
After a while, Xu Qinglian moved her arms back, took off the strong arms holding her waist, and said in a low voice: "No more."
Wang Ai let go of the other arm holding her back and put his hands on her shoulders: "What's wrong?"
The big beauty looked up at Wang Ai, her face was like peach petals, her bright eyes looked directly at Wang Ai and she said with a smile: "Don't want to eat?"
"Five more dollars?" Wang Ai was reluctant to leave, with a long aftertaste.
"The days are still long." Xu Qinglian left decisively and opened the door to the study. The aroma of the food downstairs was already wafting up. Today is a big day, for the two of them, for Kang Si, and even more so for the four guards.
This means they will work together from now on.
Shift scheduling and on-duty work require some coordination, but fortunately both parties are well prepared.
Wang Ai followed Xu Qinglian out of the study. He wanted to go downstairs, but Xu Qinglian asked him to eat in the room. The reason was that the experts in Tubingen said that Wang Ai should not conduct restorative training within a week.
At the top of the stairs, Wang Ai said carelessly: "It doesn't matter!"
But Xu Qinglian's arm was firmly grasped. Wang Ai looked at the beauty in surprise. The beauty bit her lower lip stubbornly, stared, and refused to let go.
Wang Ai twisted his neck and looked at the ceiling: Oh, I understand. Then he smiled, turned around and went back to the room, and was hit on the back. If they were not in this situation, if they were an ordinary young couple, they would just live together.
But there are five "outsiders" in this family. Xu Qinglian is stubborn, calm, and even stubborn, but her face is no thicker than that of ordinary girls.
Xu Qinglian suddenly let out an oops when she was halfway through eating. It turned out that she was only busy getting clothes and books, and her cosmetics, toiletries and other things in the bathroom had not yet been tidied away.
After the meal, Kang Si took the initiative to help. After taking away the tableware, the two girls chatted about cosmetics together and delivered things to the bathroom of Wang Ai's bedroom like ants moving. Over there, Wang Ai was still urging, "Hurry up.
."
"What are you doing?" Xu Qinglian asked angrily.
"What else are you doing?" Wang Ai's eyes were shining: "Four years, four years! I haven't been online with so many people in four years since I left Tübingen!"
