Chapter 85

"Zhang Qing, what are you doing? A walk? "

"Yes, for a walk." Zhang Qinggan replied with a smile.

"It's a special walk. You've made a hole in the road." Someone joked.

Zhang Qing continued to maintain a dry smile, adding some helplessness.

"By the way, is Mr. Wu at home?"

"Yes." Zhang Qing answered very reluctantly. With Zhang lingshuo, Wu Yucan and Wu Yang staying in Mo Hui's hut, more and more guests come here. In the past, women were in the majority, but now the proportion of men and women is equal. Either to see Zhang lingshuo and Wu Yucan, or to see Wu Yang. Zhang lingshuo and Wu Yang are cold-blooded people. They seldom appear in the small hall. They just bump into each other once. Zhang lingshuo smiles at most and goes upstairs. Wu Yang doesn't even give a look and goes upstairs immediately.

Wu Yucan is not the same. He likes to work in a small hall. Holding a laptop in a small hall is the same. All the people who are attracted by him rush up and surround him. He is not angry, smile to the right. But the most individual crazy woman in the crowd, holding her own flowerpot, gave it to him as a gift. In fact, it's just an early step to take advantage of it.

"Really? That's good. Let's see what's the difference between men in metropolis and us. Then I'll go in and have a look. " The little widow, with a big smile on her face, pushed the door of the courtyard in.

Zhang Qing clenched her teeth and followed in.

Wu Yang and Mo Hui in the small hall are all scattered. Wu Yucan, as always, brings his notebook to the small hall and is concentrating on knocking on the computer keyboard.

Hearing the footsteps, Wu Yucan didn't look up, "girl, you're back so soon! Can I help you with the flour? "

Wu Yucan's voice has just dropped. What he replied to is not Zhang Qing, but the little widow in the town. "Instead of buying flour, she walked around the door."

Hearing the speech, Wu Yucan raised his head and looked at Zhang Qing who had just stepped into the small hall.

Zhang Qing scratched his head and laughed, "well, boss Zhang said he would send it to me. You keep busy. I'm going upstairs. "

With that, he immediately ran up the stairs as if running away. When he passed Wu Yang's room, he was yelled by Wu Yang.

"Are you a fool?" Sure enough, they are brothers and sisters. They all have the habit of talking to people without looking up.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you get angry when so many women throw themselves in his arms? I'm stupid enough to bring women in. "

"I..." Zhang Qing took a deep breath, "I thought he liked it."

Wu Yang's face was all right. "You are so generous."

Zhang Qing did not answer, changed the topic, "there is no water in your room, let me help you get water."

Wu Yang snorted lazily, "and then, by the way, go to see what they have done in the small hall, right? You're special. I really didn't find that Wu Yucan let me see your side. Is this sacrifice for love? Sacrifice to hand arch other women into his arms. "

Zhang Qing forbeared, couldn't help living in the corridor, knelt down and said, "if he likes it, I will."

Wu Yang raised Pada in his hand, afraid that one of them might accidentally smash the pathetic 250 on the corridor, and she did. It's just the bag of Pada.

"I hate people hitting me with things!" Zhang Qing stroked his head and glared at Wu Yang with red eyes.

"I'm just trying to see if your head is made of granite."

"My head still hurts even if it's granite."

"Don't be stupid. When you see your rival in love, you will fight back and declare your sovereignty. You're good. You're a loser. Is that what you give to your lover? " Wu Yang did not agree.

Zhang Qing didn't speak. Under Wu Yang's gaze, she spontaneously entered the room. She looked like an angry little daughter-in-law. "He doesn't like too strong feelings. He likes to get together when he's together, and disperse when he's not. Although he never said it, he always showed it like this. I don't want to put pressure on him. "

"Maybe your starting point is good. Do you think your solution is right? One of the basic characteristics of love is specificity. If he can't even achieve that, he's not worth your love. "

"Mel, isn't he your brother?" How can you think about it from my point of view. Zhang Qing looks confused.

"So what?"

"What do you think I should do?"

"Roar at him with your Zhang's lion roaring skill."

"Ga..."

"Love doesn't need you to suppress your nature. That kind of love won't last long. What Wu Yucan wants is not your present attitude. "

"Oh." Zhang Qing made a clear statement and nodded. All of a sudden, his eyes lit up. "Mel, don't you hate me?"

"I hate it."

"Then why do you help me?"

"Because you're so stupid, it's easy to hurt your eyes."

"You have a hard tongue again. You don't hate me, ha ha!"

Wu Yang is speechless.

Wu Yucan in the small hall smiles and bends his peach blossom eyes on the surface, but his heart is full of resentment. His eyes float to the direction of the stairs on the second floor from time to time.What's in the girl's heart? Do you really want him to fall in love with another woman?

"Mr. Wu, did you listen to what they said?" The little widow's face was red, and she nestled into Wu Yucan's arms, which was very suggestive.

"Cough, I hear you." Wu Yucan coughed a few times. It would have been nice if they had gone to Wushan together. Now he needs to give the little girl a chance. As long as he counts to three, she doesn't show up. He doesn't reject the possibility.

1、 Two, three, just after reading the word "three" in my heart, I heard a rush of footsteps. Wu Yucan's mouth rose and showed a charming smile.

The little widow in his arms looked at the man with obsessed eyes, unaware of the inexplicable danger.

"Little widow, let go of your salty hands!" Zhang Qing angrily killed him, and his courage aroused by Wu Yang was burning up.

"Zhang Qing, what are you doing! We are in love with you. You can be a light bulb on the way! We don't need it for the time being! " The little widow whispered.

"Pooh! You seduced my man, and I'm a light bulb! Let go quickly, and don't let me cut off your hand, nvxia Zhang! "

"Are you a man?" The little widow was stunned and looked at Wu Yucan who was smiling. Peach blossoms immediately filled the small hall.

"Yes. You can touch any man, but you can't touch me, Zhang Qing! " Hands akimbo, in front of his beloved into a woman scolding posture.

“……” The little widow looked back again at the man's face, which was as bright as peach blossom in March. She cried in secret. Unfortunately, she stood up and said, "in the future, men are like rowing territory. If you don't row territory, no one knows it's your man!"

Widows also have widows, do not steal married husband.

With that, the little widow twisted her waist and left the small hall with all kinds of manners.

"Ha ha ha..." The man's lazy laughter overflowed the room, like a pair of wings straight into Zhang Qing's ears, "girl, you really make me look at you with new eyes."

"Don't laugh." Zhang Qing glared at the man with a smiling face.

"I don't laugh! Should you explain the reason for driving away my pink confidant Wu Yucan continued to smile, deliberately provoked the girl's anger.

“……” Zhang Qing's reaction is to walk away.

It's really a cold war. Strictly speaking, it's Zhang Qing's cold war.

This should be a very reasonable cold war, it seems that she played an unreasonable farce.

Wu Yucan doesn't seem to realize his mistake. He still works in the small hall every day and talks to He Qing from time to time. Although he can't get Zhang Qing's response, it doesn't seem to affect his mood.

After waiting for three days, Zhang Qing's heart suddenly fell apart.

Zhang Qing is waving a spoon in the kitchen, and her eyes can't help floating to the man chopping firewood outside the small yard. Although the house has been transformed by the president, it is still used to cooking with firewood.

The two big men in the room were busy with their work. They had no time to chop wood at all. The business of chopping wood had to fall on her. But today, when Wu Yucan saw her pick up the axe, he looked at her with an ugly face. Without saying a word, he grabbed the axe in her hand and went to the yard to chop firewood.

In just over an hour, he sliced all the firewood he could see in the yard, and he was sweating in the early winter sun.

"Should I apologize to him?" Zhang Qing muttered that he didn't say he loved her, and she was not qualified to take care of his private life.

"He's out of the wall. Why does he look like he's no trouble?"

"It's not like the red apricot comes out of the wall. They're not married. Where did the red apricot come out of the wall?"

"It's his fault that he's constantly pestering with his own woman."

There are two villains in my heart arguing with each other, but without a result, Zhang Qing's head is confused.

With a thump, the wooden spoon in Zhang Qing's hand fell into the boiling pot, making her recover.

Porridge is cooked for the boss, and rice porridge nourishes people. It's just that it takes more effort to cook it. Originally, the president was responsible for it. Later, she felt that the president was too hard and began to take over. After all, it took at least an hour to cook a pot of rice porridge seriously, and she was still by the kitchen for a moment.

If this rice porridge wants to be pure and delicious, it must be stirred by someone all the time, so that each grain of rice can be heated evenly, and then it can emit the pure and beautiful fragrance of rice. Moreover, she also uses the casserole to cook, each grain of rice is crystal clear, round and moist blooming in the casserole.

Looking at a pot of delicious porridge, Zhang Qingmei opened her eyes and laughed.

She has never been a sad person, her mind is not heavy, she will not care too much about anything, can always find a way to make her comfortable, but the person in her heart, she is also seriously in love. Because of love, so she was angry, angry that he would not refuse.

His eyes drifted to the courtyard, and he saw a shining ax fixed on the thick wood, without Wu Yucan.

Where did he go?She moved two steps to see more clearly, but fell into a thick and warm embrace.

"Girl, be careful!" Wu Yucan holds the confused little girl with both hands. Fortunately, he has put down the firewood in his hand, otherwise she will be hurt by the corner of firewood.

"Let go of me." Zhang Qing blushed, stepped back, turned to face the stove, and took advantage of stirring rice porridge in the casserole to avoid his inquiring sight.

"Girl, are you going to avoid me all your life?" Wu Yucan sighed and looked at her petite and lovely figure gently.