"Put your clothes at the door. Remember to change them later." Liu Qingcheng knocked on the door of the shower and said with a smile.
"Clothes? Do you still have clothes I can wear at home?" Li Qing asked in surprise.
"What do you care so much?" Liu Qingcheng shouted, then turned and left, leaving Li Qingbai puzzled. Will there be men's clothes in a single girl's home?
Li Qing didn't doubt Liu Qingcheng. He just felt a little strange.
After taking a bath, Li Qing wiped her body with a towel, then opened a gap in the shower door and took the whole set of clothes in.
It's really a man's dress. It's just brand new.
Li Qing wears his clothes on his body. They are not big or small. They just fit, just like they are tailor-made for himself.
"This woman." Li Qing smiled softly, "what are you thinking in your mind."
Before, in Zhonghai City, Liu Qingcheng bought a suit for Li Qing. He was familiar with his size for a long time, but Li Qing still didn't think that this woman would be serious enough to prepare clothes for him at her own home.
"If I don't treat you well, I'll be worse than a pig and dog." Li Qing said low, changed her clothes, opened the door of the shower and went out.
"Put the old clothes there first, and I'll wash them in the washing machine when I come back in the evening." Liu Qingcheng has changed into a cool white shirt and black women's trousers, and is selecting matching shoes in the cabinet.
"Well, please."
Turning around, Liu Qingcheng blinked at Li Qing: "so polite?"
"Raise your eyebrows and respect each other like guests."
"Poor mouth." he shouted. Liu Qingcheng turned around and frowned at the dense shoes in the shoe cabinet.
Li Qing walked over, stood behind Liu Qingcheng, looked around, and then pointed to a pair of black high heels: "this pair."
He turned his head and raised his delicate cheeks. Liu Qingcheng turned his eyes without hesitation: "what's your taste? These shoes are ugly. I've never worn them since I bought them."
"Then you're free." Li Qing went away, picked up Liu Qingcheng's bag on the sofa, picked up the car key on the table and waved, "it's time to go to work. Pick it up quickly. I'll drive first and wait for you downstairs."
Secretly glanced at Li Qing who was going out. Liu Qingcheng stood in front of the shoe cabinet and hesitated for a while. A smile opened at the corners of his mouth. He still pulled the pair of black high heels, put them on his feet and left home.
"You think it's enough to look good."
When walking down the stairs, Li Qing had parked the car below. Liu Qingcheng opened the door and got on the car. Li Qing handed her a pocket: "eat the breakfast you just bought. It's bad for your health not to eat in the morning."
"Fast enough." Liu Qingcheng said with a surprised smile, took a steamed stuffed bun from the paper bag, bit it, and then handed it to Li Qing's mouth.
"You eat, I'm not hungry." Li Qing said faintly.
"You eat, don't you think I'm dirty?"
Li Qing had no choice but to smile bitterly. He could only open his mouth and swallow most of the steamed stuffed buns. Then he started the car: "Why are you still like a child? Believe it or not, I'll bite off your fingers?"
"I don't believe it. Are you willing?"
"I really can't bear it." Li Qing glanced at Liu Qingcheng's shoes. "Didn't you say these shoes are not good-looking? Why are they still worn out?"
"Not yet." Liu Qingcheng said half. His soft body leaned against the seat and bit the steamed stuffed bun in his hand.
Glancing at Liu Qingcheng, Li Qing smiled knowingly and said, "feed me."
"Aren't you hungry?"
Li Qing replied with a smile, "I'm hungry now. I'm very hungry."
"Eat, eat, block your mouth so that you don't have to ask East and West." Liu Qingcheng shouted angrily, and then stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into Li Qing's mouth.
Li Qing choked for a while, and with a sluggish body, taking advantage of the red light ahead, turned around and asked with a red face, "do you want to murder your husband?"
"Then you can eat the rest of me." Liu Qingcheng took out another steamed stuffed bun, took a bite and handed it to Li Qing, "here, I can't choke now."
"It's almost the same." Li Qing muttered. The two people looked at each other and laughed together.
Relaxed time is always short. The car soon drove to the parking lot of Shengshi group. Li Qing stopped the car and the two sat quietly in the car for a while.
With white fingers twisted together, Liu Qingcheng said reluctantly, "President Lin is going to Zhonghai city and plans to hand over the headquarters in Yanjing to me for the time being. I have to do handover these days and work overtime at night. I may not have much time to accompany you before you leave."
"I know." Li Qing nodded and handed the bag to Liu Qingcheng: "go to work. Work is important. You should pay more attention to your health during my stay."
"HMM." Liu Qingcheng nodded. They got off together and walked slowly towards the office building of Shengshi group. No one was willing to go quickly.
Time always waits for no one. No matter how slow they walk, they still have to leave on the first floor. Liu Qingcheng has to take the elevator to the underwear department first, and Li Qing has to go to the maintenance department on the first floor underground.
"Well, goodbye." Liu Qingcheng waved his hand, put the bag on his shoulder and dialed the hair in front of his forehead.
"Hey, did you forget something?" Li Qing put his hands in his pockets, stared at Liu Qingcheng's cheek and asked with a smile.
His pretty face was slightly red. Liu Qingcheng looked around like a thief and saw that no one was paying attention. He walked to Li Qing, stood on tiptoe and kissed him gently at the corner of his mouth.
"It smells like steamed stuffed buns," Li Qing said with a smile.
"You're not much better." Liu Qingcheng beat Li Qing gently, then stepped back quickly, "let's go."
"Well, bye, I'll miss you." Li Qing waved.
With a smile, Liu Qingcheng turned around and disappeared in the elevator of the morning shift in Li Qing's eyes.
"It's really a haunting demon." Li Qing patted the back of his head, and then took the elevator to the maintenance department on the ground floor. Unexpectedly, Fang Yong squatted at the door of the maintenance department like a housekeeper dog.
Li Qing stretched out his finger and was almost speechless. "Why do you always wander around here when you're free? Do you think there's Jinshan and Yinshan in my house that you want to look after the house?"
Fang Yong stood up with a smile, rubbed his hands, and asked awkwardly, "brother Qing, what happened last night? Did you really go to dinner with sister Qingcheng?"
The tip of his eyebrow was slightly raised. Li Qing glanced at Fang Yong, touched his chin and asked, "what's the matter? Your matchmaker is meddling again?"
"Hey, I'm not only Xiaotao, but I'm also curious. What's the matter with you two?" Fang Yong followed Li Qing's ass and almost shook his tail.
"You people are really gossip." Li Qing shouted angrily, then pulled his shirt collar and said proudly, "see? New, guess who bought it for me?"
Fang Yong's eyes lit up in an instant: "Wow, Yaliang's clothes are so expensive. Brother Qing, to tell you the truth, sister Qingcheng bought them for you?"
With an arrogant hum, Li Qing took out the key to open the door and said, "what do you say?"
"Brother Qing, you are so powerful." Fang Yong held his hands on his chest and looked adored: "it's so easy to be kept by sister Qingcheng."
As soon as Li Qing's body stagnated, his forehead slammed against the just opened door and turned angrily: "can you speak! You've just been kept. Your whole family has been kept!"
"No matter what you say, no matter what you say." Fang Yong also wanted to get more inside information from Li Qing's mouth and go back to report to Xiaotao. Naturally, he was watching his words and colors, and quickly compensated for it.
"I'm in a good mood today. I forgive you." Li Qing pushed open the door of the maintenance department, walked into the room and sat in a chair with his legs crossed.
Fang Yong handed a glass of water to Li Qing. He also sat down and asked carefully, "so, sister Qingcheng really went out to dinner with you last night?"
"Is there any doubt?" Li Qing spread out his hands and asked angrily.
"Sister Qingcheng is not interesting enough." Fang Yong patted her thigh: "She said she was uncomfortable and cheated us all. Did she go out with you? Last night, Xiaotao told me that she had planned well. When she told sister Qingcheng that you were going to be there at night, she looked wrong. After a while, she called from the office and said that she was not feeling well and cancelled the dinner at night."
"Xiaotao thought there was a contradiction between you two, so sister Qingcheng didn't want to see you. As a result, she didn't want to see us. She secretly ran to see you. It was a mistake, a mistake."
Li Qing giggled and patted Fang Yong on the shoulder: "anyway, you have worked hard and made great achievements. I'll invite you to dinner another day."
"That's what you said. Don't go back." Fang Yong pondered and said, "but Xiaotao is busy now. We can only eat this meal after we come back from Zhonghai city."
"Well, Qingcheng is also very busy these days. I'm very free." Li Qing put his hands behind his head, leaned back on the chair and stretched comfortably.
Fang Yong looked bitter: "I can't go anywhere to prepare for President Lin to go to the security force in Zhonghai city. I blame the two bastards Wang Zhen and Wang Shi! If such a big thing has been caused, otherwise President Lin wouldn't plan to go to Zhonghai city. Why should I have been separated from Xiaotao for two months."
"If Lin Qiuqiu hears these words, he must open you." Li Qing said with a smile: "as long as he takes advantage of this event and bites the Longtai group, even if Lin Hai is not destroyed, he must be semi disabled."
"Yes, it's time to take revenge for brother long. Let's take a bad breath first." Fang Yong's face also cooled down, subconsciously nodded, clenched his fist tightly, and green tendons burst on his arm.
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