Her little mouth was slightly pursed, and the lipstick on her lips was a little bit translucent. Her delicate little face was flushed, bright and beautiful, and she was shy and charming.
A pair of clear eyes stared at him, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Would you like to taste my lipstick?" Wang Yidi asked again.
The corners of Qian Wen's mouth rose slightly, with a smile in his eyes. He reached out and raised Wang Yidi's chin slightly, raising his delicate face slightly towards him.
"Don't try to lie to me. Lipstick contains lead. Lead is poisonous. My elementary school teacher taught me this!"
Wang Yidi, who was already looking forward to it and shy at the same time, was stunned.
The confused look on the little face in front of him made Qian Wen happy.
"Ah?" Wang Yidi was confused.
The rhythm is a bit off.
Qian Wen suddenly lowered his head, his lips turning red.
Wang Yidi, who was still confused, suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hands suddenly, and grabbed his arm tightly.
It's soft and a little sweet. The lipstick seems to have a pear flavor, but it's more like mint.
Incredibly soft, he suddenly fell into the sweet intoxication of his soul.
Wang Yidi seemed to be frozen, accepting a strange knowledge. Before he could react, the kiss came suddenly. His mind went blank. He closed his eyes obediently and felt the other person's breath.
A moment of throbbing made each other forget everything around them.
She felt that the other person's lips were unusually moist and sweet, and the strong masculine scent of the other person floated on the tip of her nose. Strong arms held her in his arms. She felt that she was going to lose control, and her heartbeat disappeared.
"Didi? Didi..."
Suddenly, the voice of Wang Qing, the mother of the flute, came from the corridor.
"Hoo~"
Wang Yidi pushed Qian Wen away suddenly, breathing heavily, and left the strong embrace that left him nostalgic.
Before Qian Wen could say anything, Wang Yidi hurriedly put his left index finger on his mouth to stop him from making any sound.
"Mom, where am I~"
After shouting, Wang Yidi pushed Qian Wen and let him hide in the shadows.
"Don't make any noise. I'm going for a morning jog and my throat is hoarse. I'll see you at school."
Wang Yidi's voice was very low, and without waiting for his reply, he gave a sweet smile and hurriedly ran out of the safe passage.
Elevator entrance.
Wang Qing was waiting for the elevator, and Wang Yidi ran over with a blushing face.
"Why are you hiding there?" Yidi's mother Wang Qing asked.
"Who's hiding? I'm bored waiting for you, so I'm going to move around."
Wang Yidi calmed his breathing and carefully glanced in the direction of the safe passage out of the corner of his eye.
Wang Qing looked at her daughter, "Why is your face so red? And don't put on so much lipstick, it looks moist and doesn't look good."
Wang Yidi touched his face and said calmly, "It's a bit cold today and my face is getting hot."
As for the slightly moist lipstick? I took out a tissue from my mother's bag, wiped my mouth, and sipped unconsciously after applying it.
The elevator came, and Wang Yidi, mother and daughter, took the elevator downstairs.
Qian Wen heard the sound of the elevator closing and walked out slowly.
The corridor was already empty. Qian Wen raised the corners of his mouth, slid his thumb across his lips, and whispered softly, "Behind the scenes? I like it!"
He didn't expect such a surprise in the early morning, and he suddenly didn't bother getting up early.
My mood suddenly became brighter, and I opened the door and went home humming a tune happily.
In the living room, Fangyuan and Tong Wenjie were already up.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Fangyuan walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of egg liquid in his hand. When he saw Qian Wen coming in from the door, he joked.
"Hey~ I didn't wake up, or I saw it wrong. You didn't sleep in bed and came back from outside?"
Qian Wen smiled back, "I was woken up by the big rooster downstairs. I couldn't sleep, so I went to take revenge."
Half a month ago, a big rooster that could crow came from the community without knowing it. As soon as it got dark, it would wander around the community and crow to wake up the senior high school students.
"Then the revenge was successful?" Fang Yuan asked with a smile.
"No, I can't find any trace when I get downstairs. Let's wait and see tomorrow. We'll have good luck and have chicken dinner tonight."
"Wash up quickly when you get up. Don't fall asleep." Tong Wenjie muttered while brushing her teeth with foam in her mouth.
"I'm going to the toilet first." Qian Wen said softly.
Qian Wen walked into the bathroom, and Tong Wenjie came out after rinsing her mouth.
"Fanfan, did a mother call Didi in the corridor just now? Did they go for a morning jog so early?" Tong Wenjie asked casually.
Qian Wen was holding the door handle to close the bathroom door. When he heard Tong Wenjie ask this, he was shocked and subconsciously used his hand harder.
"Pa~"
With a muffled sound, Qian Wen forcefully pulled off the bathroom door handle.
"What's wrong?" Tong Wenjie, who heard the sound before the door was fully closed, turned around quickly and looked over.
"Ahem~ It's okay. It's just that the door handle suddenly fell off for some reason." Qian Wen looked at the door handle that was no longer working. It seemed that the door couldn't be closed, otherwise he would be trapped inside.
Tong Wenjie came over to take a look. Fangyuan heard them talking and also came over.
The bathroom door handle facing inward has been completely removed.
Fangyuan scratched his head, "This is too impatient."
Tong Wenjie took the door handle that Qian Wen had broken off, looked at it and threw it into the trash can, then spread Qian Wen's hand to see if there were any scratches.
"Are you scratched?" Fang Yuan also came over.
Qian Wen's palm was not broken, but there were still some red marks on his hand if he used too much force.
"It's okay, the skin is not broken." Tong Wenjie saw that it was okay and threw away his hand.
"I'll get off school at noon and ask the maintenance man to come and take a look." Qian Wen said softly.
"It's okay. If you are well, it will be sunny..."
Qian Wen was stunned by Tong Wenjie's words. Why was this suddenly sensational?
Should he continue?
Before Qian Wen could react what he should say, Tong Wenjie's smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, and she said in a deep voice, "... If you are not doing well, I'll have your head cut off!"
Qian Wen, "..."
He knew how it could be sensational for no reason. It turned out to be a hook.
"Haha~" Qian Wen smiled awkwardly.
Tong Wenjie returned to her bedroom.
Qian Wen looked at Fangyuan who was still there.
"It's okay. I'll go to the store tonight and I'll just repair it. This door is okay, just change the lock." Fang Yuangu fiddled with the bathroom door lock, trying to see how to remove it completely.
"No, I have an urgent need to urinate. Can you..." Qian Wen said softly.
"I understand, I understand." Fangyuan walked away.
Qian Wen looked at the door lock. If he closed it, he would be trapped inside.
He looked around and saw that Tong Wenjie was not in the living room. The door was ajar and he hurriedly turned on the water.
I washed my hands, found tools from the tool box, and soon removed the entire lock.
Let's make do with it first.
After breakfast, Lin Leier and Lin Leier called Yingzi to go to school.
Wang Yidi was escorted by her mother.
When we arrived at school, Wang Yidi hadn't come yet, so he greeted Huang Zhitao and several classmates, took out a physics notebook, and began to consolidate his knowledge.
Ten minutes later, Wang Yidi came.
Wang Yidi approached, patted him on the shoulder and winked.
Qian Wen subconsciously touched his lips.
Wang Yidi blushed when he saw it.
There were too many classmates, and neither of them was too close, just as usual.
Even in private, there is a lot of mobile phone activity.
“How does my lipstick taste?”
"If this lipstick doesn't work, are there any other flavors? I want to try it, maybe there is something I like."
"Isn't it poisonous?"
"It is your duty to test the poison yourself!"
"No more, you have no chance."
"That's okay. Whatever flavor you like, I'll buy it for you."
"No! You actually stuck out your tongue this morning."
"My mouth was a bit dry at the time."
"Humph, I just asked you if you want to taste my lipstick. You give me super understanding!"
…………
"us……"
"Keep the status quo."
"as long as you are happy!"
It's this pure, youthful feeling.
After chatting, Wang Yidi's self-control is still good. When it is time to study, he studies hard, and Qian Wen also enters the state of study again.
Qiao Weidong and Song Qian's place was going on as scheduled.
I heard from Yingzi that Qiao Weidong woke up once in the morning, drank some porridge, and continued to sleep.
Three pills are indeed quite effective.
Because they hid the door key to Room 502, Song Qian couldn't go out, so she slept in Yingzi's bedroom next door last night. Yingzi also ran to stay with her mother at night, and neither of them went back to their own home.
I heard from Yingzi that Song Qian was talking in her sleep last night, and she couldn't hear clearly. She seemed to be talking about living in this house again.
Room 502 is the earliest house in Yingzi's family. Before Song Qian and Qiao Weidong divorced, the family of three lived there. It's normal to feel some emotion.
Everything went better than expected, and Qiao Yingzi couldn't help being happy. She often thought of the scene of a family of three reunited.
At noon, Qiao Yingzi did not go to the cafeteria to eat with them, but went to Room 502.
Before Yingzi left, Qian Wen told her not to be too hasty. This has just begun. Aunt Song Qian and Uncle Qiao still have a long way to go. They should stay calm and don't let the matter slip. In that case, there will be no remarriage.
According to Song Qian's temper, knowing that they are doing this, she will definitely feel embarrassed at first, and then very angry. Now it is a real break with Qiao Weidong. Until she is truly moved, Song Qian will not go down the steps.
Song Qian and Qiao Weidong can be said to be simple or complex, because they are so familiar and understand each other so well that it would be difficult to be together again without experiencing something.
After giving instructions to Qiao Yingzi, Qian Wen and his friends ate in the cafeteria.
Xiaomeng's hometown.
In the bedroom, Xiao Meng frowned, having a bad premonition in her heart. She called Qiao Weidong last night, sent messages, and sent videos, but no one answered her. She waited until early in the morning and didn't reply even a word. This kind of situation is rare.
He took out his cell phone and dialed Qiao Weidong again.
Then there is still a shutdown prompt.
"What are you doing Mengmeng? It's time to eat~"
"Coming, Mom~"
School canteen.
Qian Wen and his friends gathered around a dining table, and he and Wang Yidi sat side by side.
Because Wang Yidi had already confirmed that they were still in a so-called relationship, Wang Yidi didn't want everyone to know about it, so the two of them weren't overly close.
After a normal meal, the two of them left the group and went for a walk on the street. Wang Yidi let them go.
"Let's go and refill your lipstick."
"No, I have it!"
"No, no, no, what you have is not enough."
Although there was an extra step to accompany Wang Yidi, there was no change. Wang Yidi went to a tutoring class as soon as he got to school, and they didn't have much time to be alone.
At night, Qiao Weidong finally woke up.
Qian Wen didn't follow him that evening and contacted Qiao Yingzi remotely by phone.
If there is any emergency, please call us for guidance.
As soon as Qiao Weidong woke up, Song Qian withdrew.
Song Qian was still very arrogant in front of Qiao Weidong.
Yingzi hugged Qiao Weidong and begged for forgiveness. What could Qiao Weidong do? Just pamper him!
Qian Wen went back to the bedroom early in the evening, waiting for Wang Yidi's call.
As for taking the initiative to make a video call? Wang Yidi refused, fearing that his family would find out.
Wang Yidi didn't go home until half past eleven. She had just returned from the tutoring class and was yawning while video chatting with Qian Wen.
I cooked for more than an hour, mostly listening to Wang Yidi.
Suddenly, he discovered that he no longer competed with Wang Yidi, nor did he think the other party talked too much.
This should be the filter effect.
In the video, Wang Yidi yawned so much that Qian Wen was tired from watching it. They could be considered in love, and there is a process that everyone has to go through.
"You hang up." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"You hang up first, ahh~" Wang Yidi yawned sleepily.
"It's okay. You can hang up first. You are so exhausted."
"No, hang up first." Wang Yidi said charmingly in the video.
"Hang up."
"Hang up."
…………
It's a stalemate between you hanging on or me hanging on.
"Why does it sound like you are cursing someone?" Qian Wen asked hesitantly.
Wang Yidi, who was wearing sky blue suspender pajamas, scratched his head and said doubtfully, "You hang up? I hang up? This is weird."
Qian Wen was suddenly enlightened and happy.
"How about I tell you a story and you go to sleep after listening to it." Qian Wen said softly.
"Okay." Wang Yidi was wrapped in a quilt with a charming expression.
Qian Wen thought about it carefully and found that there were many stories, but they were all too ordinary and not outstanding enough to highlight his skills.
After searching around in his mind, Qian Wen's eyes lit up. Yes, this must be good.
"Fanfan, are you okay? I almost fell asleep waiting for it." Wang Yidi said with his little head dozing off.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Okay, let's tell the story of the 'Little Match Girl'." Qian Wen said softly.
Wang Yidi nodded after hearing this, "Okay, you talk and I listen."
Who has never heard of the story "The Little Match Girl"? It is as familiar as Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.
But it doesn’t matter what you listen to. What matters is who tells it. Wang Yidi listened to the story with a smile.
“It’s extremely cold, it’s snowing, and it’s getting dark again.
This is the last day of the year - New Year's Eve.
In this cold and dark night, a barefoot little girl is walking on the street..."
Qian Wen's voice filled the two bedrooms.
The lights in the bedroom were dim and the night light on the bedside table was on.
Peaceful, warm and sweet.
"...The little girl had to walk barefoot, and her little feet were red and blue from the cold.
She carried many nuclear bombs in her old apron and held a handful of nuclear bombs in her hand..."
At this time the atmosphere changed.
Wang Yidi, who had been attacked by sleepyheads, woke up a little and looked at the video in confusion.
Nuclear bomb?
Qian Wen continued to talk.
"...Girl! She was cold and hungry, shivering as she walked forward.
Snowflakes fell on her long golden hair, which was curled and draped over her shoulders. She looked very beautiful, but she didn't pay attention to it.
There was light in every window, and the smell of roast goose wafted through the streets, because it was New Year's Eve—she couldn't forget that..."
“…The poor little girl didn’t sell a single nuclear bomb in one night.
The little girl walked on the cold street holding a nuclear bomb.
At this time, she saw a middle-aged uncle with bare feet and said sincerely: Uncle, just buy a nuclear bomb. I haven't eaten in three days.
The uncle ignored her..."
Wang Yidi, who had been dozing off, suddenly became energetic. He stared at Qian Wen in the video and listened quietly.
"...The little girl thought that if she didn't sell a nuclear bomb, she would really starve to death.
The dark night gradually fell, and the little girl shivered hard in the cold wind.
The little girl huddled next to a corner, shivering from the cold.
She felt that she was about to die, and she wanted to light a nuclear bomb because it might make herself warmer.
The little girl thought of her deceased grandmother and burst into tears.
She slowly took out a nuclear bomb from the pocket of her tattered apron.
She is already very cold.
With a bang..."
Qian Wen, who was full of emotion and emotion, suddenly changed his tone, and Wang Yidi's eyes widened.
“…a little girl detonated a nuclear bomb.
As a result, a colorful mushroom cloud appeared over the village and town.
At that time, everyone in the village saw her dear grandma."
"Cackle..." After listening, Wang Yidi curled up and giggled in the warm quilt.
Seeing Wang Yidi smiling so happily, Qian Wen smiled slightly himself.
Facing the video, he put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and gave Wang Yidi a salute.
Qian Wen said softly, "Thanks for listening to Fang Yifan's 'Antu Village Fairy Tale'
Welcome to listen to "The Story of a Dwarf and His Seven Licking Dogs Snow White" at the same time tomorrow."
Because he was at home and afraid that his mother would find out, Wang Yidi hid himself under the quilt and laughed for a while before he stopped talking.
"Fanfan, I'm going to sleep."
"Good night, my princess, sweet dreams!"
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