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Chapter 87 Instant Noodles

As soon as Jiang Yang arrived at the door of his house, Li Qingning sent Xu Fan and Zhuang Mei out.

The three of them drank a little, Xu Fan a little too much, Zhuang Mei supported her and said goodbye to the two of them.

Li Qingning had a bun, wore a dress, and a pair of big earrings dangling from time to time. When Zhuang Mei and Xu Fan entered the elevator, she leaned into Jiang Yang's arms and waved to them, "Goodbye."

After the elevator door closed, she put her arms around Jiang Yang's neck, stood on tiptoes and kissed him, then pushed him away in disgust, "Your clothes stink."

Jiang Yang went to work, it would be strange if it didn't stink.

He only smelled the smell of alcohol during the kiss, and helped her go home, "How much did you drink?"

Li Qingning just chatted, and unknowingly he felt a little carried away, "Have you eaten yet?"

Jiangyang didn’t.

He wants to eat instant noodles.

Li Qingning pushed him to take a shower, while she went to cook noodles and boil the water tank. Before waiting below, Li Qingning heard that Jiang Yang had forgotten a change of clothes. She turned off the fire and went to find a T-shirt and a pair of shorts to send over.

Then----

Jiang Yang came out holding Li Qingning.

She wore Jiang Yang's long T-shirt and swung a pair of big white legs. Jiang Yang put her on the bed and said, "You are addicted to food."

Li Qingning gave Jiang Yang a kick.

Jiang Yang got out of the way and went to cook the noodles. When the aroma of the noodles came out, Li Qingning was also a little hungry. He went in and shared a bowl with Jiang Yang. Just as the two of them were negotiating over the last poached egg, whether to call them sister or brother.

, Jiangyang’s cell phone rang.

It's Jiang Yang's mother.

Jiang Yang answered, "Hi, Mom."

His mother sounded very excited: "Hey, Yangyang, do the reporters know about you and your wife?"

Jiang Yang looked surprised. The old lady was gossiping about her son. "Who did you listen to?"

"Ah, who else said it? The Internet is very lively now. Have I been interviewed by someone? How many reporters are here? This is a good opportunity. We usually don't even have any customers for our rice field paintings in poor valleys. Now,

Okay, I'll ask your third aunt to clean up her farmhouse, and we'll work it out. If we don't stay here for three days, don't try to open our mouths..."

"Mother."

Jiang Yang had a headache. These two old ladies must have planned this for a long time. "It's not that bad yet."

"ah?"

Damn motivation took a hit.

Jiang Yang said that she could still live in peace for a few days, "Just live in peace."

"Okay, okay."

His mother was a little reluctant, but she comforted Jiang Yang, "It's okay, don't worry, don't worry."

When Jiang Yang heard this, she was obviously very anxious.

His mother asked: "Where's Ning Ning, how are you doing lately?"

Li Qingning answered from the side, "Mom, I'm fine, but I'm hungry and Jiang Yang won't let me eat eggs."

"Jiangyang!"

Jiang Yang's voice immediately rose.

"Let, let let!"

Jiang Yang was convinced and even invited foreign aid.

Li Qingning pulled the egg in front of him, ate it slowly, and chatted with his mother for a few words. When he finally hung up the phone, there was still a little poached egg left, "Call sister, I'll give it to you."

Jiang Yang was mighty and unyielding, "Sister."

"good!"

Li Qingning touched his head and fed him this bite.

While the two were quarreling, the song "Legend" was still making waves, and the guests of "Longing for Life" all sent their blessings.

Jiang Nan: "These two people looked at each other, and their eyes were full of stars."

Teacher Wen: "Cherish this person who jumped into the river to catch fish for you.

Fangyuan: "Thank you idol for making me believe in love."

When fans saw it, they analyzed a set of romantic scenes and said, "Actually, it's not unacceptable for the big devil to fall in love."

Compared to quitting the circle, falling in love is nothing.

What's more, most of the fans of Big Demon King are just music listeners, not many who are crazy about chasing stars.

Many people in the circle were sending blessings and singing songs, but questions were still brewing as to who this person was.

It rained on Sunday.

Jiang Yang really likes rain, especially when he is sitting by the study window, looking at the foggy trees in the community, and listening to the rustling of the leaves through the forest. Jiang Yang listens to this, lying down to write something, and occasionally raises his head to look outside,

I wonder if mushrooms will grow on these trees.

The thing he was writing was "Murder on the Orient Express", which was also strange. After hitting his head on the armrest, Jiang Yang remembered it more clearly, and he was typing the world word by word.

One murder caused the loss of one life, and dozens of lives were shattered, ended, and distorted. Even though Jiang Yang already knew the answer to the mystery, the moment the answer was revealed after the murder, his heart still trembled, and he even had goosebumps.

pimple.

As he wrote, Jiang Yang felt as if he was at a murder scene on a train when he was in his study.

However, it was not because of the murder that Jiang Yang, who was in the scene, felt frightened.

Murder on the Orient Express is different from other enclosed space murders.

In other closed-space murder scenes, especially those that are poorly used in movies, there is a murderer among a group of people. The murderer secretly kills people one by one, which makes people's hearts grab involuntarily. In Murder on the Orient Express,

It's the other way around. Even so, at the scene of "Murder on the Orient Express", there won't be any fear of murder, but rather a torture of justice and humanity.

Because in the beginning, the sinner died.

Li Qingning practices piano in the living room.

Even though the door was closed, the sweet music of the piano could still flow to his ears, bringing some comfort to Jiang Yang, whose heart was tense.

After a while, the sound of the piano stopped.

Jiang Yang felt restless. He stopped and went out of the study to take a look. He saw Li Qingning sitting on the sofa making a phone call. After getting her promise not to go out in the morning and to eat Teppanyaki at noon, Jiang Yang returned to the study to continue writing.

Sometimes people are really weird. They like quietness, but they don't like loneliness. They like someone waiting for them quietly.

In ancient times, this was called reading at night with red sleeves and fragrant flowers.

On Monday, it was still raining.

Li Qingning drove to work by himself, and Jiang Yang asked Zhou Hao to pick him up.

Zhou Hao's car hasn't been washed for many days. This time it rained and he saved money on the car wash. So when Jiang Yang saw Zhou Hao's car, he didn't want to get in for a moment because the car just melted.

Makeup is like a woman who cried and was stained with gray marks.

After Jiang Yang got in the car, he spoke highly of his stinginess.

Zhou Hao accepted it calmly and asked Jiang Yang, "What, did you quarrel with your wife?"

"No, I just want to experience what it's like to have my boss be the driver."

Jiang Yang sat upright and turned on the radio, "Don't tell me, it feels pretty good."

"Legend" was playing on the radio, and Li Yu's mysterious voice came out from the broken speaker of the radio station. As he sang softly, he poured out his love for Jiang Yang over and over again, but the speaker of Zhou Hao's broken car had

The noise made it difficult for Jiang Yang to immerse himself in it.

"Your broken trumpet really ruined this good song."

Zhou Hao stopped the car and waited for the red light, "No matter how good the song is, it's not for you. Do you know, this is the new song released by the big devil Li Yu yesterday, 'Just because I looked at you one more time in the crowd, I can never do it again.

Forget about your appearance, people are confessing their love online."

He was filled with envy, "Damn it, this grandson doesn't know what he's capable of, and he actually asked the devil to confess online."

Jiang Yang thought he might be handsome, "As handsome as me?"

If this were any other topic, Zhou Hao would be disparaging Jiang Yang, but when it comes to appearance, Zhou Hao really has nothing to say.

It's so frustrating.


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