Qin Yuming came back on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year and brought some specialties from home. However, Fang Zhicheng found that Qin Yuming was not in a good mood. He had been hiding the divorce from his parents before. Now that he went home during the New Year without Cheng Bin, his flaw was naturally exposed.
.However, the two elders of the Qin family knew Cheng Bin's character. Even if they learned of the divorce, they could still imagine that the fault would not lie with their daughter.
It made the two old men sad. You can guess the sadness in Qin Yuming's heart.
Fang Zhicheng helped Qin Yuming pack his luggage and comforted him with a smile: "If I had known earlier, I would have gone back with you to celebrate the New Year. It's so deserted to be alone at home, and I almost died of boredom."
Qin Yuming curled her lips and muttered: "Who am I, and what qualifications do you have to go home with me to celebrate the New Year?"
Fang Zhicheng, with his sharp ears, heard Qin Yuming's joke and said with a smile: "Sister, we have lived under the same roof for so long, at least we can be regarded as roommates. If you don't mind, we can also be regarded as lovers.
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Qin Yuming sighed and scolded with a smile: "You are getting more and more bad-mouthed now. Take advantage of me whenever you can. Be careful, I will never pay attention to you again."
Fang Zhicheng quickly raised his hands in surrender and said with a smile: "Don't, I promise not to talk nonsense in the future."
Qin Yuming smiled sweetly, turned around and glanced at the house, nodded slightly, and sighed: "I didn't expect that the house would be so clean after being away for so long. I originally thought it would be a mess."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and whispered: "It's not like you don't know that I have mysophobia."
"This is a woman's disease." Qin Yuming showed a sarcastic look, turned around and entered the bedroom, and then entered the bathroom. Not long after, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. Fang Zhicheng was afraid that he could not control his emotions.
I went to my bedroom, turned on my computer, and browsed the news. During the Chinese New Year, reporters were also on holiday, so there was no news worthy of note. The Internet was full of news commenting on the Spring Festival Gala, and many complaints made people smile.
Qin Yuming's hometown is in Yinzhou County, which is 40 to 50 kilometers away from the city. The whole journey was tiring and she sweated a lot, so after she settled down, the first thing she did was take a shower.
"Vulgar!" Fang Zhicheng closed an exposed pop-up window and cursed softly, thinking to himself, no wonder the country is now emphasizing on purifying the Internet environment. In the pop-up window, there is a woman wearing half-clothes, with a large area of skin exposed. If it is seen by a minor,
Yeah, wouldn't that be offensive?
Fang Zhicheng took out a cigarette and was about to light it when he suddenly heard Qin Yuming's voice coming from the bathroom, "Zhicheng, can you help me?"
Fang Zhicheng thought Qin Yuming had fallen and been injured in the bathroom, so he rushed to the bathroom door, twisted the door, and found it was locked. He asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"
In the bathroom, Qin Yuming had almost finished washing. She had just wiped the water off her body when she discovered something very embarrassing. She said sheepishly: "Zhicheng, go and look in my room. I was in a hurry to take a shower just now."
,forgot to take the bra."
"So that's what happened..." Seeing that Qin Yuming was fine, Fang Zhicheng felt relieved, walked around the bedroom, rummaged through the cabinets, but couldn't find the so-called underwear, so he had no choice but to walk to the bathroom door.
Sighing, "Sister, why didn't I find the clothes? Think about it, where are they?"
Qin Yuming thought for a while, patted his forehead, and sighed: "Oops, I think I brought it home and then forgot to bring it back."
Fang Zhicheng had a black line on his forehead, and he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "What should I do? How about I go out and buy it for you?"
Qin Yuming blushed instantly, leaned against the other wall of the bathroom, waved her hands and refused: "You're a young man, how do you know how to buy underwear? Bring me a sweater...I'll put it on...and then go by yourself
buy it."
Fang Zhicheng hummed, returned to Qin Yuming's bedroom, found a thin cashmere sweater for seniors, and then looked at the bathroom door. The bathroom door opened a small gap, revealing Qin Yuming's white and smooth hands and
Fang Zhicheng swallowed subconsciously at the large exposed snow-white jade arms, and then handed over the cashmere sweater.
Fang Zhicheng became less and less able to resist Qin Yuming. He was a young man with a strong temper, and it was not easy to suppress his inner restlessness for so long.
Taking advantage of the moment the door opened, Fang Zhicheng became more and more curious about the scenery in the bathroom, and subconsciously pushed the door. The gap became wider and the scenery became more and more stunning.
Qin Yuming quickly realized something was wrong. She took the cashmere sweater and quickly closed the door. She pressed her back firmly against the bathroom door and cursed: "Bad boy, what were you going to do just now?"
Fang Zhicheng chuckled and said, "I didn't do anything, sister, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Yuming snorted and put on thermal underwear, and then a cashmere sweater. Although her figure was slightly different from the one wearing a bra, she didn't show her shameful side, which was enough to ensure that she could go out on her own.
Bought a bra.
After leaving the bathroom, she was greeted by Fang Zhicheng's sharp gaze. Qin Yuming's face was so hot that she glared at Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng smiled, turned on the TV, and pretended to watch TV. After a moment,
Qin Yuming walked out of the bedroom, wearing a woolen coat with a fox fur collar, and asked, "Do you want to go shopping with me?"
"Buying underwear?" Fang Zhicheng said with a wry smile.
Qin Yuming nodded, raised his eyebrows and glared, raised his neck and asked: "Are you going?"
Fang Zhicheng stood up, stretched, and said with a smile: "Go, go, go, but I have a condition."
"What conditions?" Qin Yuming saw the evil intention in the smile on Fang Zhicheng's face and subconsciously became vigilant.
Fang Zhicheng scratched the back of his head and chuckled: "Sister, what's your size?"
Qin Yuming raised her hand and knocked on Fang Zhicheng's forehead, and said angrily: "Who did you learn this from? It's so unethical!"
Fang Zhicheng stuck out his tongue and muttered: "There is no need to learn, you can learn by yourself without a teacher."
Qin Yuming glared at Fang Zhicheng, took off a hair tie from her wrist, tied her long hair into a ponytail, put on black leather boots, and went straight out the door.
The shops near the community were not open yet. He drove to the larger commercial plaza two streets away and came to the underwear counter. Qin Yuming glanced at Fang Zhicheng and laughed in a low voice: "Would you like to come in and help me refer to it?"
Fang Zhicheng was still a little too young after all, so he coughed dryly and just stood outside.
Although he was standing outside, Qin Yuming's conversation with the waiter still vaguely reached his ears, "What is your bust size?" "34C-23-35!" "Wow, sister, you have a good figure.
Ah, which model do you like?" "The lilac one is okay, Zhicheng, what do you think?"
"Well... they are all good, why don't we all have the same..."
The waiter wrapped the clothes, and Fang Zhicheng took the initiative to go to the counter and pay. Qin Yuming couldn't help laughing when he saw Fang Zhicheng sweating profusely, "Why is it so difficult to buy a bra? Look at how nervous you are."
Fang Zhicheng wiped the sweat on his head and said humbly: "It's the first time for everyone. I won't be so nervous next time I buy something."
"Are you thinking about the next time?" Qin Yuming said angrily.
The expression on Fang Zhicheng's face changed instantly and he said softly: "Next time, Sister Ming, I don't need you to come forward. Anyway, how many sizes should I take for you? 34C-23-35?"
Qin Yuming's face flashed red, she waved her pink fist and snorted, threatening: "Forget it!"
Fang Zhicheng whistled and looked up to the sky. Such a flirtatious life really made people feel extremely fulfilling.
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On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Zhicheng officially went to work. Fang Zhicheng rushed early, but when he arrived at the office, he found that Tong Siqing had arrived first. Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "Sister Siqing, you came to work so early today. Secretary Song is still in Qiongjin. She won't come until tomorrow."
Come and work."
Tong Siqing sighed and said with a wry smile: "There's no point in being bored at home. It's better to come to work."
Fang Zhicheng frowned and asked doubtfully: "Are you having a conflict with Brother Li?"
Tong Siqing smiled bitterly and sighed: "Li Mingxue is too stubborn. He went to my father's house to pay New Year's greetings a few days ago. Because he couldn't listen to the gossip of some relatives, he slammed the door and left. This made me very embarrassed."
Li Mingxue is the kind of person who immerses himself in books. The teacher's salary is not high. Although the Tong family is not a wealthy family, it is still a wealthy family. There are many wealthy relatives in the family. Li Mingxue deeply despises the appearance of those people, let alone their stimulation.
There was no way for others to interfere in matters between husband and wife. Fang Zhicheng smiled and consoled him: "Brother Li, he is just that kind of person. He is honest and honest. Although he has some personality, but he is good to you, that's enough."
Tong Siqing shook her head, but there was a dark cloud between her brows, and she said no more.
Every family has a hard-to-recite scripture. On the surface, Tong Siqing and her husband Li Mingxue respect each other, but they don’t have much communication with each other. The fierce verbal conflict between the husband and wife is actually more chilling than the ruthless cold violence. Li Mingxue
Tong Siqing knows her relationship better than anyone else, and the two of them are in an extremely embarrassing state. To use the simplest analogy, there has not been one incident between husband and wife in the past six months. Tong Siqing is less than thirty years old.
, at the time when hormone secretion is at its peak, facing Li Mingxue's neglect, the pain in her heart is indescribable.
While talking, a middle-aged man appeared at the door. This man was wearing a black woolen windbreaker. His shiny black dandruff was extremely eye-catching. He was about 1.80 meters tall. His hair stood straight, with only a few white strands interspersed here and there.
.The middle-aged man glanced around the office, his eyes finally locked on Fang Zhicheng's face, and asked in a rich voice: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Fang?"
Fang Zhicheng stood up, his face full of doubts, and asked curiously: "I am Fang Zhicheng, what can you do with me?" Not everyone can enter the municipal party committee compound. Fang Zhicheng will not doubt this person's identity, but judging from his anger
It can be seen from the scene that this is a man who has been trained in the army, because the demeanor of a soldier can be seen from his movements.
The middle-aged man nodded and said softly: "Hello, my name is Xie Dong. I invite you to go to the Sea of Clouds with me by order of the chief."
"Chief?" Fang Zhicheng looked confused.
Xie Dong added: "We have already said hello to the Yinzhou Municipal Party Committee, including Comrade Song Wendi. You don't need to make any preparations. The car is already waiting for you downstairs."
Fang Zhicheng didn't know what happened, but the ring tone of his cell phone reminded him that it was Wendi Song. Song Wendi ordered in a soft tone: "Xiao Fang, follow Colonel Xie to the sea of clouds, and follow his orders in everything."