After lying down for less than a minute, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion about her life, "It's better to take care of the elderly, how leisurely and comfortable it is."
As she spoke, she moved back, "Just basking in the sun, dangling around, I don't want to do anything, I just want to stay like this."
"That can't be done."
Quincy became nervous when she heard Pippi's words, "You agreed to discuss the radio station with me."
Seeing Quinxi's nervous expression, Pippi hurriedly explained, "I'm just expressing emotion, I didn't say I won't help you. And I've come here, I will definitely help you, otherwise I'll make this trip do what."
Pippi laughed as she said that, she fantasized that she was an ancient queen mother, and she could live such a comfortable life without Gongdou.
"It would be wonderful to have another glass of juice at this time."
"You wait."
Quince got up and left, and a few minutes later took a bottle of juice and handed it to Pippi.
"I don't have a juicer at home, so this is all you can drink."
Pippi looked at the juice in Quinxi's hand, and took it hesitantly, "This is fine too. I haven't tried it anyway, so you can try it."
"This is new, and the juice concentration is quite high."
"Really, how do you know so well?"
"Because we spoke for it."
"Will the manufacturer give you a lot?"
"I gave some."
After Pippi finished speaking, he tasted the juice. The taste was not bad, although it was a bit weaker than the freshly squeezed juice, but there was no strange smell or chemical blending taste.
At this time, Kunxi was obediently squatting on the edge of the rocking chair like a little white rabbit, as if waiting for Pippi's order.
After taking a few sips, Pippi couldn't help looking at Kunxi beside her, "Why don't you go to rest, why are you guarding me here all the time?"
"You are not familiar with my family, I'm afraid you can't find what you need."
"Don't worry, your house is so small, even if you hide a needle, you can still find it."
Pippi looked a little smug, she said it in a joking tone, but Quinxi seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Eh."
Pippi shoved him a little embarrassedly, "What's wrong, I was just joking."
"Well, it's just a little sad anyway."
"What is sad?"
Pippi didn't understand why Quinxi was so sentimental at such a young age.
And young people are really unpredictable, their faces are changeable, sometimes impulsive, domineering and fearless, and sometimes a little too calm and sentimental...
"It's sad that you have more money than me, and your house is bigger than mine."
"Really, you will gradually become richer as an artist."
"I don't know when I can make a lot of money. I really hope that I can buy a big house before my parents get old and live with the whole family."
"Then don't worry, you guys are making a lot of money."
Pippi comforted Quincy, and returned to her room without saying a few words.
He seemed to feel the taste of the camera, so he naturally avoided the picture in the same frame as Pippi.
Pippi fell asleep lying on the rocking chair without knowing it, and when he woke up, it was already dark, and there was an extra blanket on his body.
She rubbed her eyes and looked in the direction of the living room.
There was no one in the living room, but she quickly smelled the smell of food, which came from the kitchen.
She stared in the direction of the kitchen, and Quincy quickly came out of the kitchen.
He smiled and walked to Pippi's side, "I'm preparing dinner, but this time we have to discuss before we can eat."