Without thinking, I just pressed the shutdown button.
Qu Jingzi's face was blue with anger, and he was going to grab his mobile phone.
He can't do anything by shutting down?
Oh, is the missed record beautiful?
Seeing him come to grab, Yao Yao ran directly to the window and threw the phone out of the window.
He must not be allowed to find himself sleeping with his dad now.
Qu Jingzi: "...!"
He hadn't been so angry, and he didn't even know how to react for a moment.
Seeing that he was angry, he quickly hugged his arm and said softly, "I'm sorry, I really can't say."
It took a long time before he felt his chest feel sore and could not help bending down slightly.
Shocked, he quickly asked, "What's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable?"
Qu Jingzi endured the pain, took out the medicine in his pocket, and shivered, "Help me pour a glass of water."
Without his command, Yaoyao quickly took a glass of water, handed him over, and helped him sit down on the sofa.
Qu Jingzi took the medicine and endured that wave of pain, and her purple lips slowly returned to normal.
Yao Yao clutched his clothes tightly, with tears in his eyes, staring at the medicine bottle on the coffee table.
"I've seen Teacher Xu take this medicine..." She looked up and looked at the boy's pale face and asked, "You have a heart problem, right?"
"Ok."
"Sorry, I'm still angry with you."
"Ok."
"I also take you to eat messy things, take you to play games, let you write homework for me, make you tired..." She has been blaming herself.
Qu Jingzi did not have "um" this time.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the medicine bottle, his long dark eyelashes trembling.
"I'm not so vulnerable, don't worry about me." After a pause, he said, "I...I like it very much."
She likes to laugh and play like normal people. She likes not to treat herself as a patient.
Yao Yao stared at his chest and asked, "Is it really okay?"
"Ok."
"Then you jumped into the water to save me that day? Are you afraid that neither of us will get on?"
"I didn't think so much." His voice was low and mute, two points less boyish and two points more manly.
She reached out her hand and placed it carefully on his chest, feeling the strong and steady beating of the heart in her chest, and then she slowly smiled and said, "I will never be angry with you again."
"Then tell me..."
"Except for this matter."
"..."
Qu Jingzi pursed her lips.
Yao Yao held his hand to play, playing and playing, it became him holding her hand, sending a soft kiss into his mouth, from fingertip to wrist, to arm, he kissed her, using his own Kiss, covering those ugly scars.
Qu Jingzi said to herself: "Uncle Zhang said it will take a week...I have to wait four days..."
His throat knot slipped, and it felt like four days was too long.
Inexplicably, I remembered the scene in my father's car a few days ago, the woman's black hair, snowy shoulders, and the foot without shoes...
He made Yaoyao look the same, ignoring the strange familiarity, and bowed his head to kiss.
Yao Yao: "..."
Sure enough, the father and son are the same, and their perverted habits are exactly the same.That day in the car, Qu Zhengming also kissed her feet.
Yao Yao broke away awkwardly, and formed a ball on the sofa, the clothes wrapped her bare feet.
Qu Jingzi embraced her instead, kissed her naked shoulder, and called her name in a dumb voice.
With a contented smile on her face, Qu Jingzi picked up the bags and handed her, "Go to change clothes, I picked a lot, and put me on."
Worthy of playing art, the clothes you pick are very design, and they should complement each other.
Yao Yao took the bag back to the bedroom, replaced it piece by piece, and put it in front of him in turn.
He watched intently, the excitement hadn't faded, his eyes were red, adding a bit of radiance to the pale, his handsome appearance was even better.
When changing to the last dress, she hurriedly reached out to hug her.
There was a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart, and it felt good to live with Yaoyao forever.
Qu Jingzi's phone rang.
He glanced at it, connected, and called "Dad."
His voice was dumb, with a bit of satisfaction and comfort. Qu Zhengming, a veteran, knew what happened just now and who he was with.
Especially, when he called just now, the first one was hung up, and the second one was temporarily unable to connect.
Quietly closing the pen cap and letting the secretary take away the signed document, Qu Zhengming asked: "Success?"
Qu Jingzi looked at Yaoyao, smiled, and said, "It's almost time."
"I like it so much?"
"Ok."
"Then take the time to bring it back for me to see."
"it is good."
Qu Jingzi hung up the phone, only to find that the person in his arms was stiff and cold, he frowned, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yaoyao shook his head reluctantly and returned: "Nothing."
Qu Jingzi didn't care. He is now half-attentive and still immersed in the excitement just now, and the other half is in what Qu Zhengming just said.
Perhaps it was the cause of heart disease. His emotions rarely fluctuated, and he was clearly happy at the moment, and only showed a slightly curled corner of his mouth.
He said, "Take me home this Sunday."
Today is Wednesday, and just four days later it is Sunday.
Suddenly, he stood up suddenly and said loudly: "No! I won't go to your house!"
"Why?" He also stood up and frowned.
"There is no reason, I don't want to go." Yao Yao replied, gritting his teeth, avoiding his too sharp gaze.
Qu Jingzi pursed her lips and said after a long time: "My dad wants to see you. Follow me back."
"Do not!"
She took a sharp step back, and her ruddy complexion had turned pale.
Qu Jingzi looked down, looked at her, and stopped talking.
Yao Yao was stared by his eyes with nowhere to escape. After a long, silent stalemate, she finally looked up and prayed, "I don't want to go, can I?"
Her attitude was so strange, how could he still not notice the anomaly.
Why did she resist going to her house so much, she still insisted that they had broken up, right?
"Tell me why." The reason for not wanting to go to his house, the reason for not wanting to see his father.
Yaoyao turned irritably, "No reason, I just don't want to go to your house, can I?"
The long silence is quieter than any time before, even the air seems to freeze.
Finally, Qu Jingzi broke the silence in the house. He stooped down to pick up his medicine, put it in his pocket, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "I know. I won't let you go to my house again."
After he finished, he turned to open the door and went out. When he was about to close the door, he turned back and said again, "You live here, I won't come over these days."
With a click, the door was closed by him.
Like a final farewell.