The soundproofing was not very good, and the bathroom was close to the door. Shen Qinghe also heard the knock on the door: "Dear! Please open the door for me!"
Jiang Yao paused for a moment, handed her the underwear without changing his expression, turned around and opened the door a small crack.
When he saw it was Cheng Jinfeng, he was about to close the door.
Cheng Jinfeng blocked the door, with quick eyes and hands, he pressed his foot against the door and opened the door wider, his eyes wandering around.
Jiang Yao went out sideways and closed the door.
"What's up?"
"Do you want to go to the hot spring tonight?" Cheng Jinfeng has almost finished packing and is going to go directly to the hot spring to gather.
Jiang Yao was not interested: "I won't go."
Cheng Jinfeng joked: "I understand! Spring nights are short."
"Don't use her to make dirty jokes."
The door handle behind him moved downwards, and Shen Qinghe appeared at the door wearing a dry hair hat and a suspender skirt.
There were a few strands of hair that were not wrapped and stuck to the neck, and water droplets slid down the hair from the collarbone to the chest.
"Where's Wen Jingjing?"
Jiang Yao cursed lowly, with a sullen face, and turned Cheng Jinfeng, who was facing Shen Qinghe, in a domineering and harsh tone: "Don't look back."
He quickly took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, gently pulled her back to the room and closed the door.
Shen Qinghe looked at him blankly, a little confused.
The coat is loose and slips down quietly on one side, revealing the delicate and smooth shoulders.
Jiang Yao's eyes were dim and unclear, and a sigh slowly escaped from his throat: "Don't go out dressed like this after taking a shower."
Shen Qinghe blinked in astonishment, looked down, and saw that most of his chest was wet and clinging to his body. He smiled and changed the subject: "Where is Wen Jingjing?"
"Just left." Jiang Yao lied without a red face and a heartbeat.
Shen Qinghe tightened his coat: "Are you the one who knocked on the door?"
"Um."
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yao glanced at the suitcase in the corner and said sternly: "The person responsible for transporting the suitcase made a mistake in the wrong room. I put my suitcase in your room."
Shen Qinghe glanced at the extra suitcase, without thinking about the flaw in his words, and obediently turned aside to let him pass.
Jiang Yao pushed the suitcase out, but Cheng Jinfeng still stood motionless at the door.
When he thought that he had just seen Shen Qinghe just getting out of the bath, he became extremely irritable.
He hit his butt and gave him a kick.
Cheng Jinfeng was kicked so hard that he staggered a few steps and did not dare to look back.
Jiang Yao: "Do you want to take a hot spring bath tonight?"
Shen Qinghe shook his head and refused without thinking.
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The bed in the room is soft and comfortable, and incense is burned on the bedside to help you sleep.
Shen Qinghe slept until after eight o'clock in the evening.
I woke up from hunger.
Opening the door, the lights in the living room and corridor on the first floor were on. I knocked on the door next door.
"Honey, do you want to eat?"
Wen Jingjing opened the door and stuffed the live broadcast equipment into her arms: "Don't think about eating it, go and solve the Yinhe problem quickly."
Shen Qinghe curled his lips, aggrieved.
Wen Jingjing took out her favorite self-heating hotpot from the room and took her back to Room 202: "Can we live broadcast?"
Shen Qinghe nodded: "Okay."
However, she couldn't always take the initiative to look for him.
The highest level of flirting is to get him to confess his love in return.
I took a screenshot of Wei Shu’s previous record of transferring 10,000 yuan, and posted it on Moments with the following text:
A month's pocket money.
Wen Jingjing was sitting by the bed, waiting for the hot pot, and casually asked: "Why are you giving me this?"
"Yinhe is not defrauding fans of their money, it proves that he likes people who are stupid and have a lot of money."
Wen Jingjing secretly sent a message to Jiang Yao: Don’t like her WeChat Moments.
She knew he was the news from Yinhe or Jiang Yao himself.
Shen Qinghe turned off the screen, waiting for Yinhe to come to her, and shared the news she had received with Wen Jingjing: "Yinhe likes to be called brother, and having him circle some money is a plus."
She was so obsessed with believing what someone who had been single for eighteen years said that she was not a domineering female boss, and she almost became a seductress.
Sure enough, within two minutes, Yinhe sent her a message.
Galaxy: Do you want to play today?
Shen Qinghe was not in a hurry to reply, she needed to make arrangements, so please put her in the trap.
After some relationship cultivation some time ago, the relationship between her and Yinhe has improved a lot.
Yinhe no longer speaks out against her, and some pink and ambiguous love words can still appear during the game.
Sometimes, only when there is a sense of crisis can you see through your own feelings.
Shen Qinghe opened the live broadcast DM: "Are there any male fans? I will send a game link to the group, just one person can come!"
I picked someone I liked, added a friend, exited the original room, created a new room, and discussed the script with him.
"You help me make the Galaxy angry."
Stupid puppy: "What do you mean?"
"That is, to assist me and him, you have to let him understand his deepest feelings."
"I understand, understand! Don't worry when I do things!"
"In that moment, I will pull him first, and then you."
Before Shen Qinghe could leave the room, Yinhe was already online and invited her.
She didn't accept the invitation and built a room for him.
“Long time no see~”
"do you miss me?"
Shen Qinghe frowned, what a human being!
He was reserved for a moment: "I think~"
"Then which bitch were you playing games with just now?"
"Huh?" Shen Qinghe thought for a moment and said in confusion, "I didn't start the game either!"
Yinhe's tone was soft and slow: "If you don't have time to open it, then you are really spending time with another bitch."
"I don't!"
"Just now your room showed 2/3, which means there are two people in your room."
Shen Qinghe felt that she could still be saved and tried to quibble: "The purpose of setting up this room is to directly show the presence of two people."
Yinhe thought clearly and was not led astray by her: "When I opened the room just now, there was only one person shown."
Shen Qinghe was at a loss for words: "The other brothers are all my sister's passers-by."
"Well, let's call him in and play."
I have a reasonable reason to bring my brother in.
She said harshly: "My brother has better skills than you and a sweeter mouth than you."
"Ah."
The stupid puppy came into the room: "Hello, sister, how are you? I've been playing for the past few days and I miss you so much."
"The voice is so cute!" Shen Qinghe grinned from the corners of his mouth to his temples, saying that he could refuse a little puppy who would call her sister!
"Miss you mom."
The stupid puppy was not angry at all: "Sister, three or five rows?"
Galaxy: "Nine rows."
"Huh?" the two said in unison.
Galaxy Yin and Yang said: "Nine of us will beat you, this stupid dog."
Shen Qinghe prefers shooters and likes to hold victory in his own hands: "Take Yao, I will push the tower quickly!"
The stupid puppy took advantage of the geographical advantage on the first floor to grab Yao first: "Sister, I will protect you."
Yinhe sneered: "Do you need me?"
The barrage was going crazy: I got hit, I won’t say who is jealous!
Shen Qinghe said nothing and left the battlefield to the two boys.
Yinhe noticed that she hadn't spoken for a long time and her voice was lazy: "Have you eaten?"
"I haven't eaten yet."
"Why don't you eat?"
Shen Qinghe reacted very quickly: "Because I want to eat you."