Chapter 515

CEN Qinghe doesn't know what happened. Is the house on fire or the bandits robbed the house? Anyway, the expression on Jin Jiatong's face is full of panic, just like the end of the world.

Out of human instinct, cen Qinghe whew from lying down to sitting, while lifting the bed, while holding the phone said: "Mr. Cheng, I'll call you back later, I have something on my head."

Cheng Jiahe said: "OK, you go to be busy, have time to contact."

CEN Qinghe is too flustered and forgets whether he has said goodbye politely. Anyway, her mobile phone has been hung up by her. She put on her slippers and went to the door. Jin Jiatong looked at her with heartache and then dodged away.

CEN Qinghe looks at the living room along the door. The whole living room looks like it was robbed by robbers. All the cushions on the sofa were scattered on the ground. The fruits on the tea table were gnawed to the East and scattered everywhere. What struck Cen Qinghe most was that she had knitted a sweater for nearly a month, which was "thread" at this time Form: one end is wrapped around the second's leg, and the other end is zigzagging to the seam of the sofa. The sweater needle is stuck between the leg of the sofa and the leg of the tea table. The "sweater" with less than one collar left makes her feel like her blood pressure rises and she wants to cry without tears.

Xiao Er lies down in the living room and looks at Cen Qinghe with manliness. As soon as one person and one dog look at him, he stands up and runs towards her.

With its movement, the wool is stretched, and Cen Qinghe looks at the sweater collar is also rapidly becoming smaller. She stares at the sweater and rushes to it. She hugs Xiao Er, who thinks Cen Qinghe wants to play with him, so he jumps up and down excitedly.

Jin Jiatong, who is so afraid of dogs, still rushes up to help pull down the wool on Xiao er's legs. When Cai Xinyuan heard the noise outside, she came out of the room and saw the two men and a dog twisting together. She was dazzled and said, "Yo, who is fighting with whom?"

CEN Qinghe is in charge of subduing the sophomore. Jin Jiatong finally pulls off one end of the wool and stands up. She looks helplessly at Cai Xinyuan and says with a broken face: "the second one has damaged Qinghe's sweater."

Cai Xinyuan rubbed her eyes and took a close look. Oh, no, it was a sweater last night. Today, it's a neck cover.

Xiao ER was surrounded by Cen Qinghe's neck. It was fluttering with joy. Cen Qinghe suddenly lost his strength. He sat on the ground and was wronged to the extreme. She immediately choked and tears fell down.

Seeing this, Jin Jiatong and Cai Xinyuan quickly step forward to coax.

Jin Jiatong can't speak, just frown and say: "green grass, you don't cry, it's OK, I'll help you fix it."

Cai Xinyuan reached out to wipe Cen Qinghe's tears, and coaxed, "Hey, what are you crying about in the morning? You see, you make the dog cry in anger. It's not a shame to say that you're out?"

When she said this, cen Qinghe felt even more aggrieved, and immediately called out: "I've been weaving for a month. I've been weaving for at least two hours a day. On Saturdays and Sundays, there's no day or night to weave, and my fingers are going to wear bald skin!"

The key Shang Shaocheng's birthday is just around the corner. Where can she squeeze so much time to make him a sweater?

The more she thought about it, the more she held her breath, and her tears fell one by one. She couldn't stand the injustice and sat on the ground crying and howling.

Jin Jiatong felt uncomfortable and went to one side to take the paper for her.

Xiao Er is frightened by Cen Qinghe's thundering cry. For a while, he stands in the same place, rarely showing the appearance of being at a loss.

Cai Xinyuan looked at the top of her head and patted her head. She frowned and said, "I'll let you get into trouble, right? Dad, mom, you've made me cry

Xiao Er, with a pair of big eyes of different colors, sticks out his tongue and licks his nose. All animals are psychic. He can be two, but he also knows that being beaten is a mistake.

Cai Xinyuan hit hard all of a sudden. She hung her head and lay down in the same place. She was so small that she couldn't do it.

Cai Xinyuan said to Cen Qinghe, "look at it. It knows it's wrong. Don't cry."

Jin Jiatong also said: "there is still time. In time, you have learned it now, and the speed has been improved a lot. You can definitely weave another one."

Cai Xinyuan said: "really can't, you don't send sweater, send a pair of wool underpants also OK."

After saying that, she did not hold back, he first chuckled out.

When Cen Qinghe was sad, he raised his head and glared at Cai Xinyuan. With a smile, Cai Xinyuan said in a voice, "it's not bad for me. Do you think the remaining piece looks like triangle underpants?"

CEN Qinghe glanced at the few finished products left in Jin Jiatong's hands. Let alone, they are really like.

Want to laugh and cry, the heart incomparable entanglement, finally the mood falls on the face, also left only crying and laughing.

CEN Qinghe frowned, and said in a hurry and anger, "I thought last night that if we go on according to this schedule, we can finish in a few days. Now it's better. Shall I send sweaters or hairy underpants?"

Jin Jiatong also did not hold back a smile, from the side of a small voice: "when the neck cover is also very good."

CEN Qinghe himself gouged out a look, do not know is angry others or angry oneself.

Yu Guanghui, who was lying on her stomach before meeting her eyes, suddenly leans forward, grabbing its two sides of the cheek with her hands and pulling it out.Xiao Er knew that he was wrong, so he had a good temper and let Cen Qinghe do harm to him.

Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong are afraid that when Cen Qinghe gets angry, they will really beat up the little two. So they have to pull people, and those who drag dogs should first separate them.

CEN Qinghe was so angry that his teeth itched. After a month's hard work, he lost everything.

Cai Xinyuan closes the waiter to her room. Jin Jiatong cleans up the living room. Cen Qinghe calms down for a while and then cleans up.

Cai Xinyuan said: "you take this pile of wool and hairy underpants to go to shangshao city. I promise he will be moved to tears when he sees it. What people can't afford is this kind of heart. Besides, it's not that you don't want to give him away. It's his son who will blame him. He will only thank you, love you, and love you."

She stretched out her thumb and forefinger, trying to comfort Cen Qinghe's desperate heart.

CEN Qinghe has stopped the tears, now only heart death, a face of life can not love, she said powerless: "I want to send Shang Shaocheng a decent birthday gift, how so difficult?"

Cai Xinyuan said, "Oh, good things are hard to do. You have to work overtime to get rid of another one."

CEN Qinghe "ah" a, sigh way: "I really don't have the courage to start again."

Only she knows how difficult it is to knit a sweater. She doesn't have the talent in this field, so every time she weaves it is a torment.

What metaphor should she use to describe her mood now?

It was a domino that had been playing for a year and a half, and before he could be knocked down, he was pushed by others. It's up to you to work hard and others to enjoy.

If it's human, she will kill. But the murderer behind the scenes is Xiao er. What can she do with Xiao er?

Decadent leaning on the sofa, cen Qinghe wants to cry again.

When Jin Jiatong picked up the cushion on the ground, she suddenly appeared with a light. She turned her head to Cen Qinghe and said, "yes, why do you have to knit a sweater? Isn't it good for you to weave a scarf for shangshaocheng?"

CEN Qinghe glances at Jin Jiatong and doesn't make a sound immediately.

Cai Xinyuan echoed, "the scarf is good. It's wrapped around him and warm in your heart. The key is simple. If you don't have a neck or sleeve, you can weave it all the way down. It's estimated that it will be finished in a few days as soon as possible."

Jin Jiatong nodded, "scarves are much simpler than sweaters. Even if you pick out some with patterns, they can be finished quickly."

CEN Qinghe's creative fire, which has just been extinguished in her heart, suddenly has the potential to revive. She ponders over the key point, and the scarf is indeed a good gift.

From paralyzed to sitting, cen Qinghe straightened his waist, patted his thigh and said, "just weave a scarf. I don't believe it. God can't die of starvation."

Jin Jiatong does not understand, Cai Xinyuan explains, "live, can say this proves to be OK."

In a short half an hour, cen Qinghe went from deep sleep to hazy, from hazy to waking up, and then from waking up to despair. Now everything is calm. She decided to start again.

She was anxious to pull Jin Jiatong to choose the scarf style. Cai Xinyuan said, "don't worry now. Eat first."

CEN Qinghe said, "order takeout."

Cai Xinyuan said, "are you ready to make peace with Cheng Jia today?"

Mention Cheng Jiahe, cen Qinghe suddenly, almost forgot him, she has not returned his call.

"Cheng Jiahe called me earlier and said that he had something to do at noon today and asked me to go to Haicheng for a charity auction with him tomorrow. I didn't want to, but I had no reason to refuse. What do you say?"

Cai Xinyuan immediately said: "shangshao city is not in China. You can't fool around and let him know that it's not over with you."

CEN Qinghe said, "shangshao City knew I was going to eat with Cheng Jiahe. I told him, but he didn't know that Cheng Jiahe asked me to go to Haicheng again."

Cai Xinyuan said, "well, you can say something is wrong."

CEN Qinghe frowns back: "I am infatuated in the morning, promise him to go."

Cai Xinyuan replied with a silent expression that she couldn't help.

Jin Jiatong said: "you call Shang Shaocheng and ask him. He wants you to go and you go again."

CEN Qinghe was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "how can I live without dignity? What's the matter with Cheng Jiahe? No matter whether I'm eating or going to any auction, I'm always a friend. I should be polite. How can I do the same thing now as I have to do something wrong. "

Cai Xinyuan hugged her shoulder and was sour. "You were afraid of shangshao city. Now you have been living for less than two months. You have to report everything to him. If you live for two years, you have to follow his orders?"

CEN Qinghe wanted face and immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "I told him that it was respect. If you want to say who I am afraid of, then I am really not afraid. I will go to Haicheng with Cheng Jiahe. My heart is magnanimous and doesn't matter."

Jin Jiatong advised: "you still talk to Shang Shaocheng."

CEN Qinghe stubborn temper up, "needless to say, we all respect each other's private life."

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