Jing Dong is very straight

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Tang Qiubai held the hand of the cart and moved slightly, almost subconsciously wanting to help her pull that lock of hair behind her ears.

Jing Shuyun turned around and put a few potatoes into the cart, then crossed the cart and approached Tang Qiubai.

"What's wrong?" Tang Qiubai asked in confusion.

"Turn my ears and hair for me." Jing Shuyun showed Tang Qiubai her dirty fingertips, and tilted her head slightly to signal her.

Tang Qiubai's reaction was a few beats slower. He held the hand of the cart and rubbed it lightly. Before Jing Shuyun could ask, he raised his hand to lift her ear hair, and pinned it behind her ear. His fingertips accidentally It touched the pinna and quickly bounced away.

"Okay." Tang Qiubai staggered his eyes.

"Well, it's almost there. Let's go." Jing Shuyun took a natural step closer to Tang Qiubai and stood beside her.

"it is good."

On the way back, Tang Qiubai took a taxi, and the two of them sat in the back seat together, neither of them spoke, quietly, Jing Shuyun tilted his head to look out of the window, Tang Qiubai's eyes were also staring out of the window in a daze at first, after a while, He couldn't help but look at the people around him.

The driver sitting in the front opened some windows, and the cool wind came in from the front, bringing Jing Shuyun's ear hair that fell down at some point. Tang Qiubai's eyes stayed on her hair fluttering in the wind, unconsciously Yes, but through the hair, I saw the ears with a hint of blush hidden underneath.

Inexplicably, Tang Qiubai even felt that the temperature inside the car had become a little hotter, and the heat seemed to be contagious.

Tang Bomin's words suddenly echoed in Tang Qiubai's mind.

"She treats you differently from a friend."

Is it really different?What is different from friends?Tang Qiubai had many question marks in his heart.

Tang Qiubai had been thinking about the answer from the car to the home, until Jing Shuyun was wearing slippers, asked her for an apron, and entered the kitchen, Tang Qiubai suddenly came back to his senses.

It seems meaningless to think about it now, Jing Shuyun is going to spend the night at her house tonight, it would be better to get over the current difficulties first, Tang Qiubai thought so, followed Jing Shuyun into the kitchen.

"Boss, can I help you?"

"Well, help me wash the dishes."

"Okay." Tang Qiubai took the ingredients and asked casually, "But, boss, why did you come to the bookstore today?"

The person who was cutting the chicken breast paused for a short while, "I'm thinking of asking someone to borrow my phone."

"Because there are too many people in the bookstore?"

"Ah."

"But, then why didn't you go to the staff of the mall?" Tang Qiubai continued to ask without looking up.

"I didn't see it." The speaker had a steady voice.

Tang Qiubai nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any further questions, but there was a big question mark in his heart.

Tang Qiubai put the washed vegetables aside, and when he looked at the people beside him, Jing Shuyun had already marinated the chopped pieces.

Jing Shuyun cuts potatoes and carrots into pieces, then puts oil in the pan, puts the chopped potatoes and carrots into the pan and fry until the golden yellow is ready for later use, then add the marinated chicken meat, after the chicken meat changes color, Pour the potatoes and carrots that have come out and stir fry again.

Finally, pour cold water into the pot, wait until it boils, put in the curry cubes, turn the heat to a low heat, and start to simmer.

"That's amazing!" Tang Qiubai applauded her applaudingly.

Jing Shuyun glanced at Tang Qiubai, "Have you cooked yet?"

"..." The people who were still laughing and applauding were stunned, and quickly ran to cook again.

Jing Shuyun was a little helpless, the corners of her lips still bent unconsciously.

Tang Qiubai, who was eating a meal, kept praising her, and Jing Shuyun realized that Tang Qiubai's compliments could be done without repetition, so she simply accepted them.

The task of washing the dishes after dinner naturally fell on Tang Qiubai, "Boss, take a break and walk around as you like. I'll wash the dishes."

Tang Qiubai's voice mixed with the sound of water came from the kitchen.

"it is good."

Tang Qiubai’s living room was visited a long time ago when Jing Shuyun entrusted her to take care of the rice cakes. Even though some time has passed now, the furnishings inside have not changed much. The green radish is growing tenaciously, but it is better than before many.

Next to the living room was Tang Qiubai's bedroom. The door was not closed, but wide open. Jing Shuyun hesitated for a moment, but went in anyway.

Tang Qiubai's bedroom is very simple, a bed is against the wall of the bay window, and next to the bed is a small desk with some things neatly placed on it, next to the desk is a separate cabinet, in the middle of which is placed Jing Shuyun gave her a collection of the periodic table of elements.

Jing Shuyun nodded slightly in satisfaction, his eyes scanned the items on the cabinet, to the lamp on the table, and finally stopped on a rectangular gift box on the desk.

It was an ordinary gift box, the only thing special was that there was a sticky note on the box, on which was written in Tang Qiubai's serious handwriting:

"When can I give it to her?"

Jing Shuyun looked at the post-it note, took a step closer, lowered his head to confirm the words on it, his flat eyebrows gradually became wrinkled, and his drooping hands slowly tightened.

Tang Qiubai came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes. He didn't see Jing Shuyun in the living room, so he guessed that she must have gone to the bedroom.